Luo Ju grew up day by day.
If I don’t make use of this time, will I have to wait for him to grow up or recover his memory?
If I can bully him, I will bully him.
There aren’t many opportunities like this!
I Can’t miss it!
However, Ming Shu found that Luo Ju seemed to reject the spiritual qi. The bigger it was, the more obvious it was. In the end, she was not used to it.
Ming Shu could only take him away from Flower Valley and return to the cave where he lived before.
He was more suitable to live in a place surrounded by demonic qi.
In the beginning, Ming Shu could teach him a few things.
But in the end, it was all his own instinctive cultivation. He didn’t need her at all.
Shua --
The young man’s white clothes were as white as snow. His facial features were exquisite, like a work of art carefully carved by God. His Peach Blossom Eyes had a shimmering light, making people intoxicated.
Luo Ju’s appearance was no different from before.
