One of the old men stayed at the back and said kindly, ""Silly girl, I'll stay with you."
Huang Ying 'er knew him. He was the pavilion master of the seeking mirror Pavilion, one of the ten branches of Nebula sect. He had returned to the sect to do odd jobs for some reason.
He worked for a year and a half. During this period, he would come to the snow listening tower and help Huang Ying 'er chop firewood. He was a very kind grandfather.
Grandpa Chen, forget it. I'm enough. I don't need to drag you down. Huang Ying 'er declined with a smile.
Pavilion master Chen smiled kindly and came to Huang Ying 'er's side. He reached for the torch and said, " I'm just a bunch of bones. Let me use my afterglow to do something for the sect.
Huang Ying 'er was moved. She bit her red lips and said, ""Grandpa Chen, no need."
Pavilion master Chen patted her shoulder and said, "Could it be that you really don't wish to see Xia qingchen again? "
