"But if Mr. Ling makes a move, I'm afraid they will be in danger." Gao Yushi asked anxiously. She recognized that there was another secret in her grandfather's words, but she also knew that his grandfather was not willing to say it clearly, which proved that it was not time for her to know, so she did not ask more.

"Are you afraid of their danger, or are you afraid of the danger of the wind without trace?" Gao canghan asked jokingly.

"Grandfather, I'll tell you the business." Gao Yu Shi blushed and said in a coquettish voice.

"Don't worry. You also know Ling Chuxi's temperament. Since she dares to come, she is naturally a bit sure. Even if Ling Changlao does something, he may not be able to deal with her." Gao canghan said with a clear mind.

"But I heard that old Ling had a treasure hidden in him. It was very powerful. In case..." Gao Yu's poems are still not at ease.

"There's nothing wrong. If he doesn't, it's all right. If he really wants to do it, the treasure should be returned to its original owner." Gao Cang cold leisurely said.

"Return to the owner?" Gao Yushi was confused by his grandfather's indistinct words.

"Yes, it's all right. You don't have to worry about it anyway. Just watch it slowly." Gao canghan obviously didn't want to explain more.

"Oh." Gao Yushi was brilliant since he was a child. But today, after listening to his grandfather's words, he was at a loss and couldn't understand.

"And if you really don't feel at ease, you can help them if you want. In some cases, we have to rely on our own efforts. " Gao Cang said with a smile.

"Well." Gao Yushi's face was slightly red, and she pursed her mouth as fine as a mosquito. She understood this, and what my grandfather said was that the wind had no trace.

"Well, you go first. I'll think about something." Gao canghan waved his hand.

The figure of Gao Yu's poems gradually faded away. Gao canghan gazed at the distance, and his eyes became more and more profound and distant.

A beautiful and cool figure seems to emerge in front of you, walking among the clouds.

"After all these years, it's time to return to their original owners." Gao canghan's eyes reveal the warmth and murmuring of his relatives.

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"Embroider son, this sword is clear and bright. It's just suitable for you. Here you are." Once out of the gate of Canglang sect, Ling Chuxi and others walked across the stone bridge and began to share the spoils on the spot. Anyway, Ling Chuxi saw that although Gao canghan howled in the back, he didn't intend to catch up with her. It seems that the old guy can't afford to lose this person, ha ha! It's a big profit!

"Thank you, Lord." Su Xiuer looks at Ling Chuxi and conjures up a long sword with rich ancient flavor but light and flexible. She is surprised to receive it.

This is a sword selected by Ling Chuxi from canglangzong's armory. Its quality is much better than her original one. Su Xiuer even dreams of having such a good sword. How can she not be overjoyed.

"Yanhua, this is for you." Ling Chuxi continued to juggle and handed Su Yanhua a sword.

"Yi Li, you use a dagger. How about this dagger? Can you use it Ling Chuxi gave Yili a dagger with a cold air.

"Used to it, of course." Yi glass took over without any courtesy and couldn't put down playing. This dagger is refined by refined gold and silver. Its quality is only a little inferior to the spirit weapon that Ling Chuxi gave to Huangfu qingjue. Combined with the skill of blood beast clan, it will exert unimaginable power.

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