The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

"Hey, isn't this the famous Lin Guoguo? How are you practicing swordsmanship?"

The scarred man shouted inside from the gate of the yard, followed by Agui.

"What? Instead of practicing sword skills, I'm going to practice you?!"

Lin Guoguo raised the sword in her hand and spoke coldly to the two of them.

"Lin Guoguo, you are just as arrogant as you were when you were little. I'm going to make this clear today. As long as I, Wang Fugui, am here, I will make sure you disappear from this village."

Wang Fugui's figure is the same as when he was a child, and from a distance he looks like a piece of pork belly.

Then the two of them left.

"They have always been like this, just ignore them." Xiaojiu said with a blink.

Has it always been like this? Guoguo thought these people were ridiculous. Facing the cruelty of the demons, they did not resist, but only bullied the weak.

His heart was beating fast with anger.

He thought of his benefactor brother, what would he do?

Guoguo is Tang Yixien's little fanboy and takes him as his role model in everything.

Guoguo held a wooden sword in his hand, and his palms were covered with calluses from practicing sword skills.

Gululu....

Xiaojiu quickly covered her stomach, looked up and smiled awkwardly.

She is still the same as when she was a child, crying when she is hungry.

"Come on, I'll take you to buy some white steamed buns."

Guoguo slung the wooden sword over his shoulder boldly, just like when he was a child.

This made Xiaojiu giggle.

The two walked in the market that they had been familiar with since childhood. It was crowded with people and still very lively.

The boss selling steamed buns was still steaming buns in the white mist, but the wrinkles on his face were deeper.

"Fat boss, give me thirty white steamed buns." Guoguo said with his chin slightly raised.

In the white heat, the boss tried hard to see the person in front of him.

No one has called him that for a long time. He has lost a lot of weight in recent years.

It sounds like he is a regular customer.

In the white mist, the young man had a handsome face. He recognized the little girl next to him, who would come over occasionally to buy steamed buns.

Suddenly the boss seemed to remember something, pointed his index finger frequently, and said:

"Ahhh, I remember you, that little beggar-like kid... No... You've grown up so much now. Time really doesn't spare us."

The boss remembered the snotty little boy who used to beg for food.

Guoguo narrowed his eyes and said:

"Fat boss, are you being polite?"

.....

The steamed bun shop owner pretended not to hear and quickly lowered his head to pick up the steamed buns for Guoguo from the steamer, saying:

"The steamed buns are fresh out of the pot today, they are hot and delicious."

Guoguo looked at the steamed buns and remembered that when Tang Yixien gave him money, he also bought so many steamed buns.

"Guoguo, I finally waited for you." A familiar voice sounded.

It's Brother Jin...

Guoguo's eyes lit up and he immediately turned around to look. Tang Yixin and the others were already behind him.

"Guoguo, why didn't you tell me you were coming back?" Tang Yixien walked over and said softly.

"That's right. What? You left without saying goodbye?" Sheng Qingye suddenly stood between Tang Yixin and Lin Guoguo.

Guoguo is already eighteen years old, and Sheng Qingye doesn't want his master to pay too much attention to Guoguo.

Tang Yixien, a piece of wood, didn't know what he meant. He looked at Sheng Qingye who was blocking his way and took a few steps back.

"It's that scary little brother." Xiaojiu looked calm on the surface, but still a little scared in his heart.

Sheng Qingye recognized that this was probably the little girl who had scared him to tears.

Xiaojiu has grown up and is no longer a child. Sheng Qingye just smiled politely.

Xiaojiu still felt a chill on his back. It turns out that handsome guys can be so scary.

She looked at Xuan Yuran next to her and thought he looked good. He was wearing a red dress and was as fair and translucent as a doll.

"Are you here to see me?" Guoguo asked excitedly.

"Yeah." Jin Xiaoxiao turned the handle of the fan and said lightly.

Tang Yixien was blocked by the three little ones behind him, so he simply stopped talking.

Guoguo couldn't help but smile. His benefactor and three brothers actually came to see him?

This person is from Biling Peak.

This was something he had never thought of, and he was a little flattered.

"It's me who has caused trouble for the Tang family." Lin Guoguo said casually.

"You know that too, and you actually ran away." The woman's gentle voice suddenly sounded.

Lin Guoguo opened her eyes wide and looked in the direction of the voice. She saw Xiao Yan and Yun Zichu, and behind them was Yi Ran.

His heart exploded and his scalp felt cold. Is this possible?

Yiran was wearing a luxurious shimmering pink cloak, which did not match at all with the ordinary people around him.

"Gu Yiran, what are you doing here?!" Guoguo frowned and tilted her head, shouting in confusion.

"She said she was worried and wanted to come with us." Tang Yixien's voice sounded behind the three little ones.

Tang Yixin and his companions actually came here on a Qilin.

Xuan Yuran brought three more Qilins from the demon tribe, which was just right. When they were about to set off, Gu Yiran suddenly came over and hugged the Qilin's legs and refused to let go.

She said she was really worried about Guoguo. She had been waiting for a long time, but he still hadn't come back.

Gu Yiran held Qilin's legs tightly. Tang Yixin saw that she really cared about Guoguo, and it was not easy to pull a female disciple away, so he had to bring her over.

When the Qilin arrived nearby, Xuan Yuran learned his lesson and was afraid that they would kill all the nearby people, so he let the Qilin fly back to the Tang family.

"Ahhh. I remember this young man. How come you don't age?"

The steamed bun shop owner wrapped the buns and saw Sheng Qingye in surprise, pointing his finger and shouting.

"I'll give you the silver."

Guoguo handed over the silver to shut the boss up.

"The road to the village is blocked and I can't find any other way, so I'll wait for you here." Tang Yixien's clear voice came out.

Tang Yixin flew around a few times, but there was no village with a name and the navigation was useless, so he came up with this idea and waited at the place where the steamed buns were sold.

A few people followed Guoguo towards the village, leaving the steamed bun owner standing there in a daze.

It seems that something big happened in their town, otherwise so many monks would not have come.

He thought of his missing second uncle, and he was so worried that he couldn't eat steamed buns every day.

In the village in early spring, every household is busy planting rice in their own fields.

The rice planters were also busy. The hottest gossip in the village was that Lin Guoguo had returned.

"Oh, what a pity, he was a good child." The old woman, sweating profusely, raised her head from the field and said with regret.

"For ordinary people, why should we practice cultivation? Farming is the right thing to do. My son is getting married this year, and I will be able to have a grandson soon." said a thin woman next to her.

"Isn't it? The Tang family doesn't care about him this time." The man with the scar and Agui happened to pass by and said something.

Agui was naturally jealous. If it wasn't Guoguo, he would have been the one going to Tang's house. Jealousy can make people unrecognizable.

The fields are a great place for villagers to gossip in the afternoon.

"Hah!" The scarred man spat the melon seed shells onto the ground.

The old woman who was planting rice continued to work without saying a word.

"Lin Guoguo was so powerful back then, and look at her now." The scarred man continued.

"Please come this way, Immortal Lord. Be careful of the slippery road." The village chief's voice came from the other end of the field.

Then I saw the village chief and Tang Yixin and his group walking towards this side.

The gossipers were all stunned.

The woman who was planting rice stopped and looked at the person who came. She had never seen such a god-like person before.

The scarred man didn't even have time to eat the melon seeds that were near his mouth.

"Hey, what are you doing here? Go do what you need to do." The village chief said with a smile mixed with anger, annoyed that the scarred man was blocking the way.