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The ruckus was about to drown out the sound from the bottom of her heart.

Gu Hua smiled lightly and slowly walked down the stairs, feeling the worry on the cultivator's face.

"You're so terrible, don't leave me in the future." Li Xiaoming took Miss Gu's hand, mumbling and unable to express what he meant. He could only frown, "I'm saying that if you stay by my side, I'll protect you."

"Got it." He still had a trump card. Li Xiaoming would protect her no matter what, so she wasn't afraid, but what she was afraid of was whether he would truly have the qualifications to protect her. Would he grow up to that extent in peace?

If not, then what should he do with her?

However, if this was the price to pay for her growth, and this was a huge benefit for her in the future, why wouldn't she be able to gamble and calculate it? She only needed to protect him.

"What an ugly smile." Li Xiaoming pulled at the girl's face, and suddenly said softly, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

This sentence caused Gu Hua to hug him dumbly. An unspeakable sorrow surged into her heart. Unlike her, he was an adult's soul within his body. He was only seven years old, a child who had just lost her brother.

"You have to be fine."

"Alright."

The Foundation Establishment cultivator that brought the two kids over stood at the side without saying a word, only looking at Gu Hua Wei with a bit of regret in his eyes. If this girl had a normal spiritual root, even if it wasn't just a simple spiritual root, but a dual attributed spiritual root, it would still be good.

"Immortal, can you take big brother and I home first?" Miss Gu wanted to bring the little shota home and say goodbye to the original owner's parents and her big sister, who was trapped in the 'Colourful Door'.

"Alright." The Foundation Establishment stage cultivator did not hesitate to agree and said, "However, tomorrow afternoon, we must gather at the Linghua Lane of Liangliang City. We must not forget the Cloudsoaring sect."

"I won't forget." Holding Li Xiaoming's hand, Gu Hua looked at the cultivator calling out the long sword. The moment the Foundation Establishment stage cultivator stooped down, she grabbed onto one of his arms and jumped into his embrace together with Li Xiaoming.

The children who had not left looked at them with jealousy and envy before they were finally taken away by their parents.

"What a strange combination." A cyan robed cultivator on the platform looked at the sword that had disappeared, sighing with emotion. "A little good-for-nothing, a peerless genius."

"Qingming, you can't just look at the surface." The cultivator with the soft booklet shifted his gaze to his junior brother and said solemnly, "Don't you think you're inferior to a five-year-old young lady who was able to endure for so long from the mouth of a rank 3 beast in the Misty Forest?"

"Senior apprentice-brother …" Qingming rubbed his nose, a bit embarrassed. He was speaking the truth, he was just lying down and getting shot, alright?

"Pnin." He then called his junior brother, who was standing at the side, and spoke in a dignified tone, "When we return to our sect, I shall supervise your taking down the sect rules."

"Alright." Pnin, who was standing by the side, smiled happily.

A light name is called grievance. Didn't you say you were wrong about one word? Senior Brother is too petty.

The Eldest Senior Brother disregarded the complaints of the Junior Brother, and in his heart, he was extremely disdainful towards the Second Junior Brother!

Just think about it, at the age of five, how would he understand the difficulty of a five-year-old lady if he did not know which reputable family he was enjoying his name from?!

The Yun Sect's carefree life had spoiled the lives of too many people. His junior brother was one of them, and he should be in charge of it, right?

"Immortal, will the Cloud Sect accept me?" Seeing that they were about to reach Liangcheng, Gu Hua Wei immediately wanted to give herself a precautionary measure. She didn't know if there were still people doing odd jobs? What if he didn't want to get swollen?

"The sect will make arrangements." The Foundation Establishment Cultivator thought for a while before replying, "I will visit you often." He remembered that he had promised her.

"Mm. Thank you, Immortal." Gu Ruoyun's heart felt a little more at ease. With the rebirth of a good-for-nothing cultivator, it was no longer easy to have a chance to do odd jobs. Now that there was someone willing to help her, she was very happy.

"I'll see you too." After a long silence, Li Xiaoming decided to comfort this five-year-old fool. Her depressed expression was really unlovable.

"I will protect you." He could only promise again and again, "I will get stronger. I won't let anyone bully you?"