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Li Danhuai walked on the ground by himself, feeling extremely excited.

Wang Dezhong, who wanted to support him, withdrew his hands, crying, "Master!" He raised his hand and wiped away the tears, "It's really great to see your body recover in my lifetime."

"Ade, I have worked hard for you before."

"It's not hard, it's a great honor for Ade to take care of Master."

Li Danhuai patted him on the shoulder, "In the future, I will take care of you as a teacher."

"Master..." Wang Dezhong was very moved.

The master and apprentice stared at each other affectionately. ?.?????.???

The relationship between master and apprentice is really good.

[At the beginning, when I saw this combination of master and apprentice, I thought it was very strange, but now I don't think it's important. 】

[I really envy such a relationship, but I'm still curious, why is there such a big age difference between the master and the apprentice?Generally speaking, isn't the master older and the disciple younger? 】

[Metaphysics pays more attention to talent, which is nothing surprising. 】

……

"Master Lin, do you have any apprentices?" Ye Ling asked curiously.

Lin Xuan replied with a smile: "Yes."

"several?"

"18."

Ye Ling: "..." You really belong to me.

A group of people left the tomb.

Before going up, Ye Ling asked Yanci to pick out a few gems from the wall.

I've been here for too long, and I don't know if it's too late to rush to the west.

Ye Ling pinched his fingers and calculated, his face changed slightly.

"Go quickly."

"it is good."

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Time back to half an hour ago, the top of the mountain.

The silver-haired man carried Jiang Zhen on his back and came to the entrance of a cave in the west.

Jiang Zhen asked, "Why are you here?"

"Your master is inside."

"really?"

"Ah."

Jiang Zhen asked suspiciously: "But how did you know?" The two have been together all this time, how did he know that?

The silver-haired man fell silent.

"How on earth do you know?" She asked warily.

"Jiang Zhen." The silver-haired man called her name.

"Huh?" It felt like the aura around him had completely changed, cold and ruthless.

Such an uncle is too strange, Jiang Zhen is afraid from the bottom of his heart.Struggling to get down. "You let me down, I'll go by myself."

The silver-haired man sighed and stopped pretending.

"Jiang Zhen, you really trust strangers too easily." He put her down from his back.

After Jiang Zhen fell to the ground, she looked at his side face timidly, "What do you mean by that? Could it be you..." Her heart was beating wildly, and she had a vague premonition in her heart.

The silver-haired man turned around, raised his hand and took off his face.

When Jiang Zhen saw his face, she cried out in horror, "Ah!" She took two steps back, lost her footing, and fell to the ground.

"How could your face..."

The silver-haired man put on the mask again, stretched out his hand towards her, and said in a gentle tone, "Xiao Zhen, come in with me."

Jiang Zhen shook her head in fear, "What's in this cave?"

"Of course it's a dead body."

"My master isn't inside, is he?"

"Well, it's not there."

"What do you want to bring me in for?"

"You'll know when you go in." He took two steps forward, intending to pull Jiang Zhen up from the ground.

Jiang Zhen waved his hand away, turned around and fled here.

The silver-haired man didn't catch up, but watched with a smile on his face.

Jiang Zhen couldn't care less about the pain of the wound at the moment, and rushed down the mountain with all her brain, only one thought in her mind, run away!