The two of these brothers were talking, and at this time, a slightly hoarse voice came from the carriage beside them: What are you brothers and brothers talking about? You are so happy to talk about, let me, the master, listen to it.

When he heard this voice, Wu Feng and Zhou Ming were both shocked. They turned their heads to look at the carriage beside them, and said in unison: Master, when did you wake up

The master just woke up and slept well. He had never slept so well for such a long time. When he woke up, he felt very comfortable. Master Qingfeng was lying on the carriage and looked at his two apprentices with a smile. The warm sunlight shone on his wrinkled face, warm, and there was an indescribable joy in his heart. The unhappiness that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time disappeared. At this time, Master Qingfeng suddenly felt that the happiest thing in this world was that the master and apprentice could be reunited again.

Master, did I wake you up when I talk to my senior brother? Why don’t you lie down and sleep for a while? My senior brother and I go to the side to talk. Wu Feng said hurriedly.

Priest Qingfeng shook his head and said with a smile: I can't sleep enough before I fall asleep, and I can't wake up.

As he said that, Master Qingfeng sat up with support and glanced at Wu Feng, and suddenly saw the little ghost baby in Wu Feng's arms. The little ghost baby's eyes were red, but his eyes were dull, as if he had been restrained by some powerful magic weapon, and his body was sucked away.

At this glance, Master Qingfeng couldn't help but stand on the spot and asked in a deep voice: Why is Feng'er, this little ghost baby, so this little thing is very cruel to you? Kill him quickly and keep it for it. It must be a big disaster.

Wu Feng was startled by his master's shocked expression and hurriedly stood up and said, "Master, don't panic. This little ghost baby has been restrained by his disciples. As long as it is by my side, it will not hurt people at will. Don't worry, old man.

Master Qingfeng looked at the little ghost baby in a doubt, then looked at Wu Feng, and then slowly sat down again. Now Master Qingfeng also had too many questions in his heart. He really wanted to know what happened in the past year after Wu Feng fell from the Broken Soul Cliff, but these things still have to be asked a little bit, because he wanted to know too many things. After pondering for a while, Master Qingfeng asked again: Feng'er, what happened after his master fainted? What happened to the Qingxu Demon Dao.
Chapter completed!