Fortunately, a monk exchanged his daughter for the items he carried.

My daughter, who escaped by chance, was about to express her gratitude to the monk.

But he left in a hurry because he seemed to have something urgent.

I don’t know what life the savior’s life is, I only remember his face.

At that time, my daughter used the water mirror technique to describe the appearance of the monk to herself.

I immediately remembered it in my heart.

It should be this person.

But, only a little time.

Why did this person become so old?

"Who is that person?"

Lu Xichan asked Dongfang Yao with a voice.

"It's really here!"
Chapter completed!