You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

On Saturday, he took out a stack of books from the small building and walked down the stairs. When Long Aotian saw it, he immediately came up to catch it.

"Meow~" A familiar orange figure passed by Saturday's feet, took a run-up, and jumped onto Saturday's shoulder with a "rub".

Saturday hurriedly hugged it: "Xiao Huang, don't make trouble."

Long Aotian was surprised: "Master, why is this yellow cat still around?"

Saturday sighed: "It came back somehow, and I have to send it away."

Seemingly able to understand Saturday's words, the yellow cat immediately puffed up and let out an angry growl.

"Okay, okay, if you like to stay, then you can stay, but on the top of Liulihua Mountain, there is no food, no drink, and no cat to play with you..." Shun Shunmao to Xiao Huang on Saturday.

"..." Long Aotian frowned slightly, the master is so soft-hearted, how did he pass the nine-day thunder tribulation and become an immortal?

If the master can pass the nine-day thunder tribulation, then there is no reason why he can't pass it, right?

The two of them returned to the top of Liulihua Peak and started retreating again. This time, they woke up on Saturday after not retreating for a long time. He was worried that Xiao Huang hadn't eaten or drank. He was in danger, so he couldn't calm down to practice.

After opening his eyes, he found on Saturday that Long Aotian was not in his position.

He was slightly surprised, thinking, maybe Long Aotian went back to the small building to check the books, or else, he just went down the mountain to buy things with the traveling merchants?

Xiao Huang, who thought he would run around, now obediently closed his eyes and closed his mind in the barrier.

Suspicion flickered, and Saturday closed his eyes again and went into retreat.

Before I knew it, another three months had passed.

"No matter what, let's send Xiao Huang away first..." Thinking like this on Saturday, he withdrew from the retreat.

The strong light of midsummer shone on Zhao Ritian's messy hair, he was still concentrating on it, and he didn't even move a bit, the grass around his feet grew a lot, covering his calf.

But there is still no one in Long Aotian's position.

What did Long Aotian do?

Looking at his empty space on Saturday, a bad feeling rose in my heart.

After walking in the woodland for a while, I found an orange-yellow animal drinking water by the stream on Saturday. It was as strong as a little leopard, so I didn't realize that it was Xiao Huang on Saturday.

It wasn't until it turned around and stared at Saturday with those dark eyes that Saturday exclaimed in surprise, "Xiao Huang?"

Holding Xiao Huang in his arms on Saturday, he re-enchanted Zhao Ritianxia.

He went down the mountain and came to the small town, thinking about giving the dean some more money this time, and asking him to assign someone to take care of Xiao Huang, it will always be fine.

Xiao Huang used to be so petite and weak. On Saturdays, he was always afraid that he would be bullied by other wild cats and dogs, and the children in the orphanage would compete with Zhao Ritian in skin.

Looking at it now, Xiao Huang is so strong and holds great weight in his hands. Even a child can't easily bully him. It's time to send him back to the orphanage with confidence.

Xiao Huang was restless all the way, and suddenly broke free from Saturday's arms midway, and jumped into the grass by the roadside.

Saturday hurriedly chased after him, walked into a back alley, the orange figure disappeared in a flash, Saturday took two steps, and suddenly stopped.

He saw Long Aotian, standing with his back to him, with a fire shining in his hand, obviously it was a spell.

Facing Long Aotian, there were three Yunxianzong disciples, their disciple uniforms were all burnt, and their faces were blackened by the smoke with terrified expressions.

"Hand it over." Long Aotian said slowly.

His tone was very calm, obviously it wasn't the first time he had done this kind of thing.

Saturday's heart tightened, he pressed his hand against the wall, and slowly retreated into the shadows.

"Don't make me say it a second time." There was a cold breath in his calmness, not at all like a boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

Those three Yunxianzong disciples threw something down in a hurry, and fled in a hurry. From their movements, it can be seen that most of them are at the level of the late foundation establishment stage. Speaking of which, they are two levels higher than Long Aotian. Long Aotian just built the foundation, but he was able to beat them, and forced them to flee in such a panic... Feeling strange on Saturday, he looked intently again.

I saw Long Aotian bent down and picked up a purple-glowing stone from the ground... Yes, a high-grade spirit stone!

"Who's there?!" Long Aotian suddenly turned around.

I saw the familiar white corners of his clothes protruding from the shadows, and the master who was standing at the entrance of the alley came out at some point.

Long Aotian's pupils shrunk, he knew that one day he would reveal his secrets, but he didn't expect it so early.

In the end, Master still doesn't trust him, otherwise he wouldn't have withdrawn from the retreat halfway and followed him here. Since he has doubts, everything is wrong. How long can he hide it?

Long Aotian's face became more and more serious, as if the one who made the mistake was not him but Saturday.

"Aotian, you..." Saturday didn't know what to say, he looked at Long Aotian, he couldn't speak for a while.

The disappointment in Saturday's eyes touched Long Aotian's nerves. Long Aotian turned his head sideways and stared at a small grass emerging from the crack in the corner: "Master, if you want to ask anything, just ask."

Saturday felt that the atmosphere was a bit dignified, looked at Long Aotian, this year, it was time to grow his body, and his stature has grown a lot, at first glance, he is no different from an adult.

"I believe there must be a reason for you to do this," Saturday said.

Only then did Long Aotian raise his eyes: "Master really thinks so?"

"Ah."

Long Aotian smiled: "These three are disciples of Yunxianzong. Last year, Yunxianzong recruited talented candidates in the town. They also came. At that time, a senior of Yunxianzong was very optimistic about me. Somehow It touched their nerves, and when I came to the town in the future, they repeatedly found fault with me, saying that I was a bastard without a father or a mother."

When I heard it on Saturday, I suddenly became angry: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Long Aotian smiled faintly: "I'm not Zhao Ritian, I have to cry to my master about everything I encounter. Since then, I have been concentrating on cultivation. Thanks to the opportunity of the radiance of the full moon, it can be regarded as foundation building now. Let's meet again today. For these three people, we must get some back."

"So that's how it is..." Saturday still felt weird, but he had already believed in Long Aotian emotionally, felt sorry for him being bullied, and now it is justifiable for him to come back for revenge.

"By the way," Saturday suddenly thought, "Then how did you beat them? I think they are also in the late stage of foundation establishment. In terms of strength, you..."

Although it is an objective statement, but seeing Long Aotian's eyes showing frustrated self-esteem on Saturday, he shut up and stopped talking.

"Yes, in terms of strength, I can't beat them, but I have a magic weapon." Long Aotian said.

"A magic weapon..." It's a magic weapon again. On Saturday, I wanted to persuade Long Aotian not to rely too much on the magic weapon, but this kind of statement was completely standing up and talking without hurting his back. The situation at that time was facing several villains who bullied him If you don't use a magic weapon, can you still be slaughtered?

"In the final analysis, it's still bad for Master. If I had realized earlier..." On Saturday, I always felt that Long Aotian was the kind of good student who didn't need to worry about it. Now it seems that he didn't care enough about Long Aotian.

As a result, it was impossible to persuade Long Aotian to use less weapons on Saturday.

"Master?" Seeing that Saturday was lost in thought, Long Aotian reminded him.

"Oh, I'm still looking for Xiao Huang, will you go with me?" Thinking of this on Saturday.

"No, I have something to do, I'll go back to the mountain after I'm done, and see you at the peak then." Long Aotian said.

"What's the matter?" Saturday couldn't help asking.

"Now that I have a high-grade spirit stone, I can buy the flying sword that I have been wanting for a long time." Long Aotian smiled.

"So that's the case, then you go." Saturday thought to himself, but you are only at the foundation building stage, and the flying sword can only be controlled at the golden core stage.

The two parted ways at the entrance of the alley, as if nothing had happened.

When I came to the sunny street on Saturday, I still felt a cloud of doubts hovering in my heart. Long Aotian was a child with deep thoughts, and he didn't look like a twelve or thirteen-year-old child. Perhaps, it had something to do with the loss of parents and childhood loneliness. You should take more care of him.

An orange-yellow shadow fell from the wall, and walked gracefully to Saturday's feet, looking up at him with dark eyes, which seemed to be full of worry.

"Xiao Huang, where did you go?" Saturday shifted his attention back to Xiao Huang, scolded him, and still held it in his arms, walking towards the orphanage.

After explaining Xiao Huang's matter to the dean, he returned to Liuli Huafeng again on Saturday, this time he was not in a hurry to settle down, but waited for Long Aotian to come back.

This wait lasted for one day, when Long Aotian came back, it was around midnight, and in the deep mountains at midnight, occasionally a night owl chirped.

After Long Aotian came back, he didn't say anything, and soon entered the state of cultivation.

Time is like running water, this retreat, five years have passed.