Traveling through the Lotus Tower: Li Lianhua, you must live well

Master Wu Liao was stunned for a moment, as if he had not expected Guo Guo to be so serious. He raised his teacup and clinked it with his, smiling until his eyes showed crow's feet.

"Little donor Li is a good kid, not like someone who wants to be beaten."

Li Lianhua paused while drinking tea, and glanced at Master Wu Le quietly. Seeing that he was looking at her sideways, she immediately lowered her head and continued to drink tea as if nothing had happened.

Li Lianhua: "Oh, monk, your tea is really delicious. Why didn't I discover it before? Well, I have to drink more. Monk, the weather is dry now, you should drink more too, it will help you get rid of your internal heat."

Master Wu Liao snorted heavily, grabbed Li Lianhua's hand under the table, and began to take her pulse.

Li Lianhua: "Hey, hey, monk, could you please stop touching me without even telling me? My son is watching here, it will have a bad influence."

Master Wu Liao took a deep breath and said, "Shut up! Donor Li, have you forgotten that I also know a little bit about martial arts? Don't force me to glare at you on this happy day."

Li Lianhua gave a well-behaved smile.

Guoguo raised the teacup to cover the corners of her mouth that were curled up.

Feeling the strong and vigorous pulse of his hand, Master Wu Liao's face showed a look of joy, and then anger flashed across his face.

He let go of Li Lianhua's hand and kept twirling the Buddhist beads in his hand. "I originally thought you would come back once you made up your mind, but I didn't expect you to be gone for ten years. Just go, and don't even write me a letter to let me know you're safe.

I wrote to you as soon as I heard the news, but you never replied. Where are the letters? Did they end up in the dog's stomach?

Now that you've recovered from the poison and your martial arts skills have been restored, you haven't even said a word to me. Why, do you think it's fun to see me getting anxious and angry over you?"

Li Lianhua tilted her head and said, "Squeak."

No more: ...

Guo Guo: ...

Master Wu Liao immediately stood up and pulled Li Lianhua to walk out.

Li Lianhua, who was very happy with the joke, quickly pulled Master Wu Liao back, pressed him down on his seat, and turned the tables on him: "Monk, look at you, your temper has been getting worse since you became the abbot. You'd better cultivate your character more."

Guo Guo tried to smooth things over: "Master, Daddy's poison was only cured not long ago, I didn't mean to not tell you."

Master Wu Liao said angrily, "If you meet Mr. Li, no matter how good your cultivation is, you will be furious."

Li Lianhua scratched the bridge of her nose. "Well, I was also cured of the poison recently. The reason I didn't write to tell you was that I wanted to come and see you in person and give you a surprise."

Master Wu Liao was flattered, his expression softened a little, and he glanced at Li Lianhua, "Where's the letter?"

"The letter..." Li Lianhua's eyes turned and looked at the vixen who was tearing the paper. She pointed at the vixen and said, "You... yes, you. Where's the letter? Did you eat it?"

The vixen looked at Li Lianhua innocently and wagged its tail happily.

Master Wu Liao closed his eyes and started to chase people away: "The sword appreciation competition of Baichuan Academy is about to begin, you should go quickly. Don't stand here, I am itching to do it when I see you now."

Li Lianhua raised her eyebrows, stood up, straightened her clothes, and walked away leisurely.

Guo Guo also stood up and bowed to Master Wu Liao, "Master, we are leaving first."

Master Wu Liao nodded slightly, "Go ahead."

When Li Lianhua and Guoguo arrived at Baichuan Courtyard, they saw it was crowded with people.

Guo Guo said to Li Lianhua, "Dad, you go in first, I'll be there later."

After saying that, he turned and left, and soon disappeared from Li Lianhua's sight.

Seeing this, Li Lianhua had no choice but to walk towards the gate alone.

As a result, just as he was about to enter, he was stopped by the disciples at the door, who asked for an invitation and told him that he could not enter without an invitation or an introducer.

Li Lianhua was stunned for a moment, then handed over the invitation given by Master Wu Le, and the disciple let him go.

At this moment, he heard a sneer from behind him, "Li Lianhua, what on earth have you been doing for the past ten years? You were stopped at your doorstep."

Li Lianhua sighed, turned around and asked, "Why are you here?"

Di Feisheng, who was wearing a mask, smiled and said, "What do you think?"

After saying that, he ignored him and walked past him inside.

Li Lianhua stood in the crowd, staring at the Young Master's Sword placed in the center of the martial arts field, her brows slightly furrowed.

Fobi, Baishi and others stood on a high platform and spoke politely.

Xiao Zijin stayed close to Qiao Wanwan, paying attention to her movements at all times.

There was a hint of sadness between Qiao Wanwan's brows, as if she was in a daze.

Di Feisheng crossed his arms across his chest and looked at the people on the platform with sarcasm, as if he was looking at a clown.

After Ji Hanfu finished his polite words, the competition officially began.

Li Lianhua caught a glimpse of a figure flying over from a distance and landing on the stage, and started fighting with the warriors on the stage.

This person was Fang Duobing, whom I had met once before.

Li Lianhua yawned out of boredom, crossed his arms, and leaned slightly towards Di Feisheng, asking curiously, "Hey, Ah Fei, what's the name of the knife behind you?"

Di Feisheng glanced at him and said, "A knife."

"Ah?" Li Lianhua was a little surprised, "No name?"

Di Feisheng sneered, "A knife is just a knife, what's the point of giving it a name? Giving it a fancy name will only make people admire it."

Li Lianhua shrugged and stopped talking.

Di Feisheng suddenly attacked Li Lianhua, trying to push him onto the arena, but he dodged.

Li Lianhua said unhappily, "What are you doing? Stop messing around."

Di Feisheng asked in confusion, "You actually want others to admire your personal sword? Li Lianhua, I really don't understand what you are thinking."

Li Lianhua: "Just watch and don't make trouble."

As he was speaking, Fang Duobing had already snatched the hydrangea and obtained the qualification to observe the young master up close.

He held the Young Master's Sword, a hint of excitement flashed across his face, and he carefully pulled out the Young Master's Sword.

Just then, a red figure suddenly appeared on the roof.

He took out a thunder and fire bomb and threw it at Fobi Baishi.