Mo Hua looked helpless, but in his heart, he was quite moved.
And so, everyone left one by one.
In the usual days, living together, attending classes, cultivating, there didn't seem to be anything special. But now, parting suddenly, thinking about when they would meet again, everyone felt a pang of sadness, their eyes slightly red.
For those who cultivate the Dao, life is long, but the bonds are shallow.
After this goodbye, whether they can meet again in the vast cultivation world in their lifetime, that will really depend on destiny and fate.
The encounters in life, the joys and sorrows, always leave one feeling lonely.
And thus, one by one, the little companions who had once been together day and night, all left.
The Disciple's Residence also became quiet.
As the "Junior Brother", Mo Hua bid farewell to each one of them, and in the end, he was left all alone.
He wasn't in a hurry to leave.
