Moreover, with the Eight Trigrams Disc provided by the master, everyone no longer needed to exert effort in Sword Flight, they could just take this convenient ride.
Zhou Qing watched as his master, Mo Xingjian, sat alone in the front, holding that letter and reading it over and over again, occasionally revealing a warm smile, which filled Zhou Qing's heart with warmth.
In the eyes of their master, the four of them were the closest people. Although they usually bickered and teased each other, when faced with danger, their master would unhesitatingly risk his life to protect each one of them.
Zhou Qing turned his head and looked at his third senior brother, Yan, who was conversing quietly with seven True Disciples about something.
"Senior Brother Zhou!"
At that moment, Lu Yaoyao's voice suddenly rang out, and she appeared, her face beaming with a bright smile.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Qing asked.
