At that time, he was very familiar with the aura of the Panda Elixir. Now when he saw Mo Huaying, Zhou Bin could be sure that the person in front of him was Xiaobao.

It's just that he grew up a little, became much more handsome, and lost his memory.

Therefore, Zhou Bin decided not to tell Wanying and Bailong about this matter for the time being. He wanted to slowly find a way to restore Xiaobao's memory.

If he told them both now, given their tempers they would definitely not be able to resist asking questions to the end.

By then things will be very complicated. It would be better for me to think of a solution quietly first, and then tell them when the time is right.

Thinking of this, Zhou Bin smiled and said, "Forget it. Brother Mo just lost his master and is very sad. Let's not cause him trouble."

Mo Huaying looked at Zhou Bin with gratitude, thinking that this man was a very good person, just like an older brother, making him feel warm and secure from the bottom of his heart.

Zhou Bin continued to ask: "Brother Mo, how could your master be killed by someone?"

When this matter was mentioned, Mo Huaying, who had been calm just now, immediately became excited: "This must have been done by the people from Xueqing Sect. They are so vicious!"

As Mo Huaying spoke, his eyes turned red again. He really couldn't accept the fact that he had lost his master.

He was an orphan since childhood. Fortunately, his master adopted him, brought him back to Kunlun Mountain and taught him martial arts. Without his master, he would have died long ago.

Therefore, whenever he talked about his master, he couldn't help but cry.

When Zhou Bin saw that Mo Huaying was very sad, he stopped talking and sat next to him with Wanying and Bailong, waiting to talk when he was in a better mood.

After a long while, Mo Huaying felt a little better and he began to talk about the forgotten past of their Qingxuan Sect and Xueqing Sect.

Mo Huaying has felt very strange ever since he became a disciple of the Qingxuan Sect.

Because in such a grand sect, there is only the master, and together with him, that’s all the people in the Qingxuan sect.

In other words, there are actually only the two of them, the master and the disciple, in the Qingxuan Sect of Kunlun Mountain.

Young Mo Huaying once asked his master about this, but his master was very secretive about it and never told him the reason.

Just like that, more than ten years passed in a flash, and Mo Huaying finally grew into a sixteen-year-old boy.

That day, the master taught Mo Huaying martial arts as usual, and Mo Huaying was practicing very hard.

Soon, today's practice was over, and Mo Huaying planned to quickly cook for her master and herself.

Ever since Mo Huaying grew up, he has been responsible for cooking and washing clothes, so the master can finally take a break.

But today, the master acted out of character and stopped Mo Huaying.

He said in a friendly manner: "Huaying, don't rush to cook. Come and sit for a while. The master has something to tell you."

Mo Huaying was very curious, so she sat down obediently in front of her master.

The master looked at him kindly and said, "Huaying, you have never been out since you came to Kunlun Mountain. Do you want to go out and take a look?"

Mo Huaying was very curious and asked, "Master, where are you going?"

The master smiled and said, "Of course, leave Kunlun Mountain and go to a big city for a stroll."

When Mo Huaying heard this, he immediately became excited. Ever since he could remember, he had been practicing martial arts with his master at the foot of Kunlun Mountain and had never had the chance to see the prosperous scenes of the world.

In fact, he was also very curious about the outside world, but he was very sensible and knew that it was not easy for his master to take care of him alone. He must study hard to be worthy of his master, so he never said anything.

Unexpectedly, the master would take the initiative to talk about this matter today, and his eyes lit up.

When the master saw his appearance, he couldn't help but sigh. He knew that the child was so pitiful. He had never been out of the house since he was a child. It was time for him to go out with him to see the world.

So the master said to him, "Well, Huaying, pack up in the next two days and we will go to Haizhou City."

When Mo Huaying heard the name Haizhou City, it sounded very unfamiliar, but for some reason it sounded very interesting.

So he asked carefully: "Master, what are we going to Haizhou City for?"