"Why, if you don't have the courage to kill us, you will only make trouble behind the scenes? Let me tell you, this time, I will let you go for the sake of Xiaohong's plea. If there is another time, I will let the two masters give a good comment!"

Xiaohong showed unbearable expression and pulled Luo Xiaoyu's arm and shook it gently.

"Brother Xiaoyu, don't be angry, they know they are wrong."

Luo Xiaoyu took a deep breath to calm down a little of her emotions.

A burly Taoist priest with a fat face suddenly stood up, with blue veins on his neck swelling, and shouted at the top of his voice: "We have all apologized in a low voice. What else do you want to do? Do you have to be right and be arrogant?"

Luo Xiaoyu's face turned red with anger, her eyes widened, and she slapped the table hard with a "pop", and the teacup on the table trembled.

"So what if I don't accept it? I remember your evil deeds one by one, and today's perfunctory apology is all about it and dreaming! I insist on complaining to the two masters, and see how long can you be arrogant!"

The atmosphere inside the house was instantly tense and was about to lose control.

Guanglingzi was so anxious that his forehead was covered with sweat. He stepped forward to the hot-tempered Taoist priest, raised his hand and slapped him angrily, "Shut up! Stop talking nonsense here, can you afford to cause a big disaster?"

He turned his head and bowed to Luo Xiaoyu again and again.

"Brother Xiaoyu, please calm down. He is ignorant. You must not be as knowledgeable as him. Let's have something to say."

Luo Xiaoyu's chest was fluctuating violently, and she gritted her teeth, glared at the Taoist priest who made trouble, and suppressed her anger and did not relapse.

For a moment, the house was in a stalemate, and no one dared to say anything more. Only heavy breathing sounds came one after another, and the storm became more and more intense on Kunlun Mountain, and I don’t know how to end.

Guanglingzi was so anxious that he stomped his feet, winked at the hot Taoist priest, and roared in a low voice: "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and apologize to Brother Xiaoyu!"

The Taoist priest blushed and was reluctant. He raised his eyes and saw Guanglingzi glaring at him, and was afraid of his master's majesty. He curled his lips and said in a muffled voice: "I... I said nothing but my words just now, don't go to my heart."

Luo Xiaoyu snorted coldly, her face calmed down, and she waved her hand.

"Okay, I'm angry, so I'll let it go this time. You guys will take care of themselves in the future. I won't talk too much in front of the two Taoist priests Qingfeng Mingyue."

When everyone heard this, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded quickly and said yes, and then dispersed one after another.

After everyone left, Luo Xiaoyu looked at Xiaohong and said earnestly: "Xiaohong, I act like this not only to vent my anger for us, but also to give the Prime Minister an explanation. I hope that through this matter, they can change their temperament in the future and don't bully others at will."

Xiaohong nodded obediently, her eyes full of trust.

"Brother Xiaoyu, I understand that you did the right thing."

At this moment, the wind outside the window was howling, as if telling the storm that it was calming down.

Luo Xiaoyu looked into the distance and thought about the follow-up matters in her heart. On Kunlun Mountain, life still needs to continue, and she only hopes that the future will be smoother.

The morning light shines on the eaves of the Kunlun Mountain Taoist Temple, emitting a faint golden light.

The stone gate that had been closed for many days slowly swayed, and the two Taoist priests, Qingfeng and Mingyue, were about to leave the customs.

For a moment, the disciples put down their affairs, sorted out their clothes, and rushed towards the retreat.

At the forefront of the crowd, Guanglingzi looked a little nervous, and he raised his hand from time to time to smooth out the wrinkles of his clothes. He secretly prayed in his heart, hoping that the previous entanglement with Luo Xiaoyu and Xiaohong would not have any troubles at this time.

Luo Xiaoyu and Xiaohong were also mixed in the crowd. Luo Xiaoyu was tall and looked cold, and her eyes were tightly locked on the stone door that was about to open, and her heart was mixed.

Xiaohong held Luo Xiaoyu's sleeve tightly, her big eyes were full of curiosity and expectation, and muttered in her low voice: "Brother Xiaoyu, they will definitely gain a lot of money in their retreat this time."

Luo Xiaoyu nodded slightly without saying a word.

The stone gate slowly opened, and the two Taoist priests, Qingfeng and Mingyue, came out side by side.

Taoist Qingfeng was dressed in white, holding a whisk in his hand, with a clear face and a peaceful and deep look, as if he could see through everything in the world.

Taoist Mingyue was wearing a moon-white robe, with a gentle temperament, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and a quiet and peaceful aura all over his body.

After the disciples greeted each other, they shouted in unison: "Welcome to Master out of the Pass!" The shouts echoed in the valleys for a long time.

Taoist Master Qingfeng raised his hand slightly and signaled everyone to avoid tribute, and the sound was like a loud bell.

"I have some experience in this retreat, and I will teach you later."

Taoist Master Mingyue nodded slightly, glanced at everyone, and said softly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you all?"

Among the crowd, Guanglingzi spoke first.

"Report to Master, everything is fine, I just hope Master will come out of seclusion and answer questions and answer questions for me." As he said that, he secretly glanced at Luo Xiaoyu, still a little uneasy.

Luo Xiaoyu's expression was still moving, but she was thinking in her heart whether she should tell the two masters truthfully about the bullying before.

Just then, a mountain wind blew.

Qingfeng and Mingyue walked into the inner room, turned around and greeted Luo Xiaoyu and Xiaohong to follow. The two looked at each other and quickly followed in.

When the door was closed, the disciples outside gathered in a few groups and whispered to each other.

"You said Luo Xiaoyu can really swallow this and not complain to his master?" a young disciple asked whispered.

Guanglingzi frowned slightly and replied in a low voice: "It shouldn't be true that he agreed. If he really sued him, we can only bear it. After all, it's our fault."

Inside the house, the breeze and bright moon sat down on the cushion one by one, indicating that Luo Xiaoyu and Xiaohong also sat down.

Taoist Master Qingfeng had a gentle look and asked softly: "What happened in the Taoist temple during these days of retreat?"

Luo Xiaoyu's heart tightened, subconsciously clenched the corner of her clothes, raised her eyes and looked at Xiaohong, who shook her head gently.
Chapter completed!