Zhuo Hua

Chapter 300 Death Calamity
Thinking of what the old guy said before, his little apprentice would be doomed, moreover, Patriarch Wuji was very flustered.

However, even though his heart was full of worries, he could only do his best to save his apprentice's life.

However, how could this inevitable calamity be passed so easily?

He could only do his best to give his young apprentice some protection.

Patriarch Wuji stared at the hair on Zhuohua's head, pursed his lips, and hesitated whether to tell Zhuohua about the death disaster.

"Master?" Zhuohua raised his head in confusion, looked at the master who suddenly fell into silence, and was a little confused.

Master Wuji sighed, but decided to tell her.

Even knowing this matter may cause Zhuo Hua to fall into boundless troubles, but Patriarch Wuji feels that Zhuo Hua has the right to know about this matter.

Besides, maybe Zhuohua will be more vigilant after knowing about it.Being able to avoid this disaster is of course a happy ending for everyone.

Therefore, Patriarch Wuji told those words he heard back then
Relayed to Zhuo Hua.

To his surprise, Zhuohua was only slightly stunned after listening, and then returned to his original state.

If it wasn't for the momentary stunned moment at the beginning, Patriarch Wuji thought that Zhuo Hua would have known about this a long time ago.

In fact, when Zhuohua heard the news, her reaction was too indifferent.

In fact, Zhuohua's tranquility is too normal.As a female supporting role who died tragically in the original script, Zhuo Hua was already walking on thin ice.Moreover, every time the hallucinations allowed her to see herself die tragically, she felt a little numb.

She knew very clearly in her heart that Tiandao never meant to let her go.

'Take a step, watch a step. ' Zhuo Hua pouted slightly, suppressing the gloomy feeling in his heart.

Patriarch Wuji's lips moved, but he still didn't say anything after all.

Maybe there are too many things to tell, but at this moment, I can't say anything.

"Oh, let's go." Patriarch Wuji put his hands behind his back and turned his face to the other side, so that Zhuohua could not see his expression.

Zhuohua sniffed, then took two steps back and knelt on the ground.She placed her hands on the ground, then slowly kowtowed three times.

Seeing this, Patriarch Wuji felt very complicated in his heart, but he didn't move his feet after all, and accepted this great gift.

"Master, take care." Zhuo Hua solemnly said with his head down, then turned and went down the mountain.

Patriarch Wuji looked at the empty ancestral peak, feeling a little empty in his heart.

'They're all gone again. '

He turned around and walked slowly towards his backyard.The sunlight stretched his shadow so long that his back gave people a feeling of incomparable loneliness.

Patriarch Wuji sat cross-legged on the futon, holding a jug in his hand.He closed his eyes, waiting for someone to come.

Zhuohua, who hadn't walked around the sect for a long time, actually felt an inexplicable sense of happiness.

"This is... uncle?"

There was a gasp from the side, and Zhuo Hua couldn't help but turn his head and look over.

It seems to be an outer disciple, not very old, with buns on his head and bulging cheeks.Seeing Zhuo Hua look at her, Bai Nen's face turned crimson in an instant.

The little girl has never seen Zhuohua, and like most of the disciples in the sect, her impression of Zhuohua comes from "what other people say".

Now that I see a real person, I feel that the descriptions in the crowd are applied to a real person, which is extremely pale.

(End of this chapter)