The clouds were thick and the rain was pouring down.

Looking at Longyang City from the wild, the rain and mist are lingering, as if it is covered with a thin layer of gauze.

On the official road.

Jun Changxiao led his disciples to walk in the rain.

Because of the spiritual protection, the water droplets were ejected the moment they came into contact with the clothes.

"Head."

Li Qingyang said: "Junior Brother Long, won't you follow us back?"

"After all, he is a direct descendant of the big family, so how can he stay in the Iron Bone Sect forever?" Jun Chang said with a smile.

"Why."

Su Xiaomo said sadly: "I didn't expect that coming to the Long family with Junior Brother Long this time would be like saying goodbye."

Liu Wanshi cried and said: "Master, I don't want Senior Brother Long to leave. I hope that everyone will always be happy together."

Jun Changxiao looked up at the dark sky and said with complicated emotions: "Every party in the world has come to an end."

Everyone fell silent.

One year is not too long, but these disciples have long cultivated a deep sense of being together in the midst of laughter, laughter, and hard training.

Now that I am separated from Long Ziyang, I feel mixed emotions.

"Um?"

At this time, Su Xiaomo raised her head, pointed forward, and exclaimed: "Master, look quickly!"

Jun Changxiao, Li Qingyang and others looked around and saw a man who was soaked in water standing on the official road ahead.

His hair was wet and there were water droplets on his eyelashes, but his eyes were firm.

Who is it?

It’s Long Ziyang!

"Head!"

He clenched his fists, knelt down on the ground with a pop, splashed with water, and shouted loudly: "Unless you expel me from the school, I, Long Ziyang, will always follow you and will always be a disciple of the Iron Bone Zhengzheng Sect!"

Li Qingyang, Xiao Sinji and others laughed.

Liu Wanshi, whose eyes were filled with tears, also burst into laughter.

Jun Changxiao shook his head and walked over, then summoned the bamboo slips from the Historical Records, patted him on the head, and said: "The man of the Iron Bone Zhengzheng Sect has gold under his knees, stand up for me."

"brush!"

Long Ziyang stood up and straightened his back.

Jun Changxiao turned around and shouted towards Longyang City: "Master Long, this is your son's own choice. I, Jun Changxiao, will take him away today."

"Why."

On the city tower, Long Potian let out a long sigh.

son,
Chapter completed!