Seeing Lin Qiaoqian, Xinshan and others running away, Master Leran said in surprise: "Master Wukong, how did that bronze sword fall into the hands of Lin Qiaoqian's demon? Could it be that General Luo Chengluo was killed?"

Master Wukong put his palms together and said, "Amitabha! Good! Good! Just now, the donor Lin said to Brother Luo, you finally came to pick me up, come and save me quickly! From this we can see that Donor Luo gave him a knife to Donor Lin. It is also obvious that Donor Luo has a very small relationship with Donor Lin. The bronze treasure sword is the treasure of the Qingdao Sect, and Luo Cheng is the closed disciple of the Qingdao Sect. He holds the treasure in his hand, but gives it to a young girl. The inside story is definitely not simple. I just don't know how they smiled and how they have such a close relationship? Think about a few years ago, Donor Luo had nowhere to hide for the father and daughter of the Lin family. It's really changeable and unpredictable!"

Master Leran suddenly stopped and said angrily: "If this is the case, we shouldn't have come here to find out whereabouts of Luo Cheng. Master Wukong, please send your disciples to Lingzhou first to find out about this matter. Otherwise, we will be disgusting when we see Luo Cheng."

Master Wukong asked in surprise: "Master, where is the little donor in your arms?"

Master Leran said angrily: "Ruo Cheng was fascinated by the demon named Lin, so Pomni raised this baby by himself. When the baby is five or six years old, he will let him learn from you, Master."

Master Wukong put his palms together and said, "Amitabha! Good! Good! Junior Brother Wuneng, please take a few disciples to Lingzhou City to find out the relationship between Luo Cheng and Lin Qiaoqian, and why the bronze sword was in Lin Qiaoqian's hands."

"promise!"

Master Wuneng responded to the order and continued to walk towards Lingzhou City with two disciples.

Master Leran and Master Wukong stayed in the jungle to rest with a few younger disciples.

They use water to make fire and make porridge for the baby to drink.

The baby has not been named yet, and it is quite pitiful because he has no water to drink and no meat to eat.

“Woo wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow

At this time, he was hungry, swaying his hands and scrambling and cried.

Master Leran took water for him to drink.

He pushed his hands away, still crying.

Master Leran cried for him so much that he was so confused that he burst into tears without realizing it.

Suddenly, she remembered the baby's mother Fu Ying, the misery of Fu Ying, and the helplessness of Fu Ying giving birth to a child at a farmhouse at the foot of Hengshan Mountain.

Master Leran thought to himself: Luo Cheng is now famous all over the world, and the martial arts world no longer hates him, and the imperial court's collection of him is useless.

Why didn't he look for Fu Ying's whereabouts?

Has he forgotten Fu Ying, the wife of trouble?

Alas, all men in the world are the same, they are fond of the old and the new!

Master Wukong came over, put his palms together and said, "Amitabha! Good! Good! The little donor must be hungry. I will give him the energy and stop him from hunger for the time being."

Master Leran was shocked when he heard this and woke up.

She nodded with tears in her eyes.

Master Wukong gently placed his palm on the baby's head, raised his single palm in front of his chest, and combined his eyes to exercise his skills.

After a while, steam was simmering above the baby's head.

Slowly, the baby stopped crying, his eyes drooped, and fell asleep.

Master Leran breathed a sigh of relief.

Master Wukong also moved his palm away.

Over the past few months, Master Leran has been working hard to raise the baby.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!