Going down the mount

Inside the main hall, Zhouzhou sat on the ground, using both her hands and feet to tightly hold onto Li Yuanming's legs. The little girl's forehead was smooth, but she wore a worn-out Taoist robe that had been washed white and was patched up everywhere, making her look like a little beggar.,Hearing this, Li Yuanming felt a touch of emotion. Sometimes his apprentice was a bit of a prankster, but he was still thoughtful.,"Hmm." Zhouzhou nodded, taking three steps back for every one step forward. Watching this, Li Yuanming felt a pang of sadness.。