Ran Weng sighed: "Although my master has practiced hard all his life, he is still a mortal after all. Moreover, he started learning in middle age, and his foundation is not very stable, so he will never be able to recover his skills. However, he has a strong body. Although his skills have been lost, his body It's okay to be fine and enjoy your old age to the end of your life."
Chen Jingqiu felt sad. The master thought about reviving Dachen day and night. For this reason, he devoted himself to Guigumen School to acquire skills. But now he has become an ordinary old man. He must be extremely uncomfortable in his heart, but he never showed it on his face. He said: "Yes, Ran Weng, thank you very much. Then let's go."
Ran Weng said: "I'm afraid your master is tired of waiting. Let's go. If you have something to do in the future, come back."
Preston Chen bowed deeply to Ran Weng again, and then said to Tuoba Cyril: "Sister Cyril, let's go."
He and Tuoba Cyril stepped on those footsteps, and felt that the surroundings suddenly blurred for a moment. When they became clear again, they were in a patch of reeds. This place was extremely desolate, and I didn’t know where it was. When I opened my eyes and looked around, I saw the master sitting on a big rock on the side, with Marcel standing next to him. Seeing Preston Chen and Tuoba Cyril appear, Marcel came over and said, "Brother Chen, Sister Cyril, you are here."
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