Immortal, save me!

"Fairy?"

Everyone looked at Mo Yin next to Luo Jin. In fact, they had noticed this fairy-like figure as soon as he came in. However, he had an outstanding temperament and they did not dare to provoke him. They heard Luo Jin call him "immortal". Could it be that this man is really a fairy?

"Thank you, Immortal, for saving our boss." Everyone thanked Mo Yin one after another.

Mo Yin said nothing and looked at this scene with an indifferent expression.

Luo Jin smiled and said, "Immortals are like this, so you don't have to mind."

The topic changed, and Luo Jin said in a clear tone: "I plan to leave Yicheng with the immortal, and I am here to say goodbye to you today."

"Why did the boss leave?"

"When will the boss leave?"

"Will the boss come back?"

……

everyone asked.

Luo Jin: "I have something to do and I have to leave."

He is not from here. He is a stranger in a foreign land. He is no different from a homeless person. He is just going from one foreign land to another. What's more, he has not avenged his family's revenge. How can he live safely in this country? What about a corner?

"As for the time to leave, listen to the immortal." He looked at Mo Yin and smiled.

"As for whether I will come back, if that day comes, I will come back to see you."

Someone asked, “What does that day mean?”

Luo Jinxin said that of course it was the day he was alive. If he did not die after taking revenge, he would come back to see them, but the day of revenge was still far away, and one person and one hand were not enough to withstand thousands of troops.

Thinking of this, he secretly clenched his fists and his eyes were a little cold.

"You will know in the future. I have not touched the things here, leaving them to you. When encountering problems, you should listen to Zhu Zhu as much as possible, or discuss and solve them together..."

After speaking, Luo Jin stood up straight and stood on one foot. He said, "I'm leaving, you guys take care of yourself."

When everyone saw Luo Jin landing on one foot, they realized that his leg was injured.

"Boss, your legs!!"

Luo Jin smiled: "I'm fine, my legs will be fine. Also, I have a name now. You can call me Luo Jin, Ying Luo's Luo, Jin Yu's Jin, remember? Don't call me by mistake."

"Remember, boss."

Luo Jin reached out and grabbed Mo Yin's sleeve, looked up at him and said, "Immortal, let's go."

Mo Yin nodded, picked up the young man, stepped away, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Back at the inn, Mo Yin put the person down, hesitated all the way, and finally asked: "If you don't want to leave, why do you want to leave with me?"

When Luo Jin heard this, he smiled in surprise, with a big smile: "Why does the immortal ask like this? Do I look reluctant to leave?"

Mo Yin: "..."

Is not it?

Luo Jin saw what he meant and raised the corners of her lips slightly, but there was no smile in her eyes.

"They and I are not from the same world. These beggars were all saved by me. I protected them, and they worked for me and took what they needed. The instructions just now were just for the sake of our friendship over the past few years. Their last advice was completely benevolent and righteous, so how could I let them hinder my progress?"

Luo Jin looked into Mo Yin's eyes and said with a half-smile: "Immortal, don't think too simply. Who knows whether those gestures are true or false? How could I know they didn't leave me because of that? What about this protection and unwillingness to give up?”

What if your thinking is too complicated?

Mo Yin looked at his mocking eyes and did not say these words. Since he thought so, it would be useless to say it.

Luo Jin always looked at him, as if she had seen through his mind, and said: "This world is inherently complicated. If you don't think about it complicated, will others think of you as simple? There are many people in this world who are treated as complicated. Those who think inside and bring about disaster.”

With that said, Luo Jin jumped up to Mo Yin, stretched out her index finger and tapped his chest, tilted her head and said with a smile: "Immortals have extremely simple minds, so they can easily be exploited and bullied." Just like me.

Mo Yin looked at Luo Jin's movements. The young man had a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold.

"You're right." Mo Yin nodded.

Seeing this, Luo Jin suddenly remembered a poem she had heard before.

The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the twelfth floor.

"Immortal, what was the place where you lived before? Is it paved with white jade?"

"No."

"Does that mean there are five cities on the twelfth floor?"

"No."

"What's that?"

"There is a group of people like wandering clouds and wild cranes, with flowers and berries, medicinal herbs and poisonous plants, plowing fields and thatched huts..."

"Isn't that no different from here?"

"There is a difference. There are spiritual beings there that are not here."

"for example?"

"The wolf that became a spirit."

"Wolf?" Luo Jin looked at him curiously and asked, "What kind of wolf can be called a spirit wolf?"

Mo Yin just said it casually, but he didn't expect to be questioned. He recalled the wolf in his memory.

"He is as tall as an adult, has shiny black hair, understands human nature, and can practice training to transform into a wolf."

Luo Jin narrowed her eyes: "Isn't it a demon?"

"It can be said like this."

"Immortals live in the legendary Penglai Immortal Island, right? Can demons be allowed to exist in the important land of the Immortal Family?"

"All things have spirits. The wolf was brought back by me and became a demon by his own cultivation, and he has become a part of it. What's more, he practices spiritual arts, which is comparable to ordinary monsters."

"It seems that the immortal likes that wolf very much."

"Yeah." Mo Yin nodded.

Luo Jin smiled and asked, "What is spiritual art?"

"A technique that uses spiritual energy as a medium." Mo Yin said and looked at Luo Jin: "If you want to practice it, it will be difficult."

The smile on Luo Jin's face faded a little. He stared at the ground with his eyes lowered and his tone was very soft: "Why do you say that? Do I have poor qualifications?"

He raised his head and looked at Mo Yin: "How does the immortal know that I want to practice spiritual arts?"

Mo Yin: "I'm not a fool. Your intention of following me is obvious."

"The Immortal knew and allowed me to follow..."

Mo Yin interrupted him and said, "You like me, so I let you follow."

Luo Jin smiled.

"How lucky I am to meet an immortal."

Mo Yin continued: "It's not a problem of your qualifications, but a problem of this world."

Luo Jin: "What's the explanation?"

"I asked you about the war between immortals and monsters during the day. This may be the reason for this war."

Mo Yin frowned and recalled the fragments of that battle, and said: "As early as eight hundred years ago, the vitality of this continent had declined inexplicably. Both the Qingqiu Monster Clan and the Penglai Clan were deeply affected by this. In order to survive, Both sides have to find new opportunities."