Luo Ge followed Qi Jiu to the Tianzihao courtyard of the inn, and saw that everyone had been waiting there for a long time.

"Sister!" Luo Tian walked up to her in an instant and hugged her tightly.

"Good boy, my sister is back." Luo Ge stroked Luo Tian's head with a gentle look.

"It'll be nice to come back safely. It will save them all the worry." Shui Zekong sighed, "How come I don't see people caring about me like this?"

"Doesn't your guy care about you?" Wei Wuhen poked his elbow and teased.

"Please, Ruo'an has gone back to the Baihua Sect to practice in seclusion. How can she have time to worry about me?" Shuizawa rolled his eyes, but he was thinking of a certain beauty.

Yun Ci made iced plum soup and came over. When he saw Luo Ge coming back, he smiled and greeted: "Su Su, come and try the plum soup made by the slave family."

"Okay." Luo Ge held Qi Jiu's hand tightly and followed the crowd over.

Yun Ci placed the jar of plum soup on the wooden railing of the corridor, filled several bowls and handed them over one by one.

Luo Ge took a bowl and handed it to Qi Jiu: "A Ci's wine is good, and the plum soup is also good. Don't you want to try A Jiu?"

"Thank you Su Su." Qi Jiu smiled, took the bowl and took an elegant sip.

Luo Ge took the second bowl and drank heavily along the veil.

Finally, he praised with bright eyes: "A Ci's craftsmanship is really good. Please teach me someday so that I can make plum soup for Ah Jiu, Xiaotian and the others."

"Tsk, that stinky girl hasn't even walked in yet. She's just thinking about Yun Fanjun." Shui Zekong drank the plum soup, but felt strangely sour. He curled his lips and secretly pinched Wei Wuhen's arm.

Wei Wuhen gasped in pain and glared at Shui Zekong sideways.

"Mizusawa Sora, have you been kicked in the head by a donkey or something? Why are you pinching me when you're sore? Don't you feel good pinching yourself?" He transmitted the message into the secret and spoke through gritted teeth.

"Hey, doesn't it hurt when I pinch myself? I'm the one who got kicked in the head when I pinched myself. Why am I pinching you just because you feel the smell of your meat?" Shui Zekong raised his chin slightly.

"The water is empty!" Wei Wuhen slowly gritted his teeth and said these three words repeatedly.

"You can hear me!" Mizuze Kong grinned.

"I've been feeling itchy lately, so I'll take you to the ring and let's pinch it!" Wei Wuhen put down the porcelain bowl heavily, pulled Shui Zekong and walked towards the ring.

After the confused Shuizekong reacted, his smiling face suddenly turned ugly.

It's over, it's over, I dug a hole for myself, and I jumped down smoothly.

Everyone laughed heartily when they saw these two people.

"Su Su is joking, my craftsmanship is nothing more than clumsy skills." Yun Ci felt blessed and handed a bowl of plum soup to Xuanyuan Yunjing, saying softly, "Young Master, just drink the plum soup."

"Thank you A Ci." When Xuanyuan Yunjing took it, he accidentally touched Yun Ci's catkin.

Both of them blushed, but they didn't say anything. They just glanced at each other quickly and quickly looked away.

Two days later, after hearing that Luo Ge had returned safely, Su Chang'an, Xuanyuan Yun'an and other disciples of the sect, as well as the royal family, all sent many good elixirs to express their comfort.

Some people heard that Luo Ge and the others were practicing in the mortal world and had never joined any sect, so they had very little money, so they sent boxes of money over.

In response to this, Luo Ge just wrote a letter, declining their kindness, and then sent the boy at the inn to return the letter, together with the elixirs and silver, in full.

"Then I'm curious, stinky girl, you have been practicing for so long, where did you get the money?" Shui Zekong looked puzzled.

"To be honest, in our clan, money is an external thing, and only cultivation resources are king. My mother knew that I was cultivating in the mortal world, so she left a lot of those gold, silver, and copper coins for me in the spiritual world.

Hmm -" Luo Ge pondered for a while, "It's not much, it can be converted into ten thousand taels of silver notes, so it's only as big as Chang'an City."

Mizuze Sora: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Chang'an City is the second largest city in the Eastern Qin Dynasty. Its vast area astonishes tourists.

They don't know that Susu is showing off her wealth, they don't know.

Well, I don't know.

"Hey, but then again, Luo Luo, you—" Isn't it Ji Yunsu? After hearing what Qi Zhuo said about Luo Ge, Wu Qiu was stunned when he heard this.

"It's Luo Ge." Qi Zhuo secretly pushed Wu Qiu, blocking her unfinished words.

When Wu Qiu saw Qi Zhuo's wink, indicating that she should stop speaking, she immediately fell silent.

Everyone who knew that Luo Ge was Ji Yunsu remained silent.

Chang'an City is now full of heroes from all walks of life, and there are many people talking about it. If you accidentally let something slip, it will inevitably be spread widely by people who are interested.

As a result, Luo Ge will fall into one layer of trouble and one murderous intention.

But he said that everyone gathered together to practice for several days, and occasionally gathered around to drink and talk freely.

In the blink of an eye, it’s late June 5th.

Early that morning, Luo Ge got up early, woke up Xuanyuan Yunjing and others, and went to the wilderness to practice the art of controlling the air, and also tested their sword skills.

"A Jing, your swordsmanship still lacks some strength. When this sword thrusts out, it must be fast and accurate, and don't be hesitant!" Luo Ge felt that wearing a bamboo hat to teach was troublesome, so he went to wear a bamboo hat and put on half a golden dragon mask.

.At this time, she waved her sword to demonstrate swordsmanship to Long Buli while speaking sharply.

"Buli, remember this!" Long Buli bowed.

He understood quickly, and after Luo Ge pointed out his shortcomings, he quickly made up for it.

Luo Ge nodded and turned his attention to Xuanyuan Yunjing, who was fighting with Shui Zekong.

"A Jing, calm down and pick out his weaknesses. Don't be passive. I gave you the Chang'an Sword, not just for defense!" There was no gentleness in Luo Ge's eyes, and he looked like a stern gentleman.

This may sound like something anyone would say, but it is a word that wakes up the person in the situation. Xuanyuan Yunjing narrowed his eyes and calmed down, and quickly picked out one of Shui Zekong's weak spots, aiming at it and stabbing him hard.

"Damn it, stinky girl, you're going to ask your apprentice to murder me!" Probably because the force was a little too harsh, Shui Zekong was startled, and quickly stepped aside, transformed into a Chongli sword, and waved his hands angrily, "No more fighting.

do not fight!"

He was woken up by this stinky girl early in the morning without being lazy, and was dragged over to be trained by a group of stinky boys.

Not only did she disturb his dream, but she also asked her apprentice to be so cruel, which really pissed him off!

"Okay." Luo Ge stretched out his hand to sacrifice the water spirit bead and asked it to turn into a long sword. The sword pointed at the water and empty, and his voice was light, "Use the ice sword technique you practiced to fight with me."

Not far away, Qi Jiu, who had just come over to sit down cross-legged to pick up the piano and start playing, heard these words and subconsciously wanted to remind Shui Zekong not to be impulsive.

"Come here!" Unexpectedly, Shui Zekong's forehead felt hot and he actually responded.

Qi Jiu lowered his eyes.
Chapter completed!