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He was running very fast. He didn't want to be here. He wanted to find a place without people and quietly savor the pain. He wanted to leave this place and imagine that it was all not true.

Just by looking at the speed of Mo Yu's flowing lights, he knew that it wasn't good. He immediately used all his strength to chase after her and hope that nothing would happen to her! He sighed in his heart, "Why is senior so miserable? Oh god, why don't you even give me the last bit of comfort!"

In one breath, he flew to the forest at the foot of the mountain. The moonlight reflected off the mottled black figure.

His speed was too fast, and when he stopped, he was in a hurry. Normally, he would have been fine, but now that he was injured physically and mentally, he slid three meters away and fell onto the warm ground. A stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the wound on his right palm was torn open again.

"Hiss!"

His gaze glanced at the tassels on the jade flute, and a flash of hatred passed through his eyes. Thus, Mo Yuying took the jade flute that was stained with blood from her waist and looked at it, and then she tightly clenched her fingers. With a kacha sound, the jade flute broke into two pieces and fell onto the marble floor, causing a few crisp sounds.

He held his left hand to his chest and felt waves of pain that made him wish he could be paralyzed, because only when the pain was so great that he would not feel the pain in his life.

Pale face, bright red hands.

A pitch-black afterimage, and a shattered flute!

The truth was like the blade of death. Was it because Zhen'er thought so, or because she loved him too much? Do you hate her for the impurity of her motives, or do you blame her for dying? The distance between wrong love and life and death was gradually getting farther and farther away.

If he had known the reason behind this, would he have loved it for five years? If he had explained it all as a misunderstanding, would it have ended, or would he have been happy? Even though his heart was in pain, he would still feel his heart ache. He would blame himself, he would be angry, and misplaced love was also love. How could he just give up so easily?

"Ha …!"

From the forest came a loud howl of laughter. It was unclear whether it was a cry or a laugh, but the pain in his chest reminded him of the discomfort and pain.

"Senior!" Senior Brother, where are you? "

The light charged into the forest, shouting in panic, unable to hear the answer.

He looked around in panic. He had clearly heard the sound earlier, but why was it gone? The thought of what might happen made his mind flutter like a headless fly, and he yelled and looked around.

His gaze was focused in the middle of the forest, and the violet-clothed man on the ground was dazzling.

"Senior Brother, Master, please wake up."

Guang Zhen jumped down from the tree branch in a fluster and rushed over to hug the black jade stream of light. He subconsciously extended his hand to take a breath, and only after a long while was he able to calm down.

The moonlight was clear and cold, and the fresh blood on his palm was like a rose under the sun, red and breathtaking.

The hand of light trembled as it picked up the black jade stream of light. As it moved, two things that glowed with a faint light slipped out of the corner of Mo Yuying's eyes.

After walking out of the forest and looking at the directions, it would take at least two hours to get back to Rose City. He looked at the pale face of his master and his closest senior brother, and felt that it would be safer to go back to the Clear Wind Ridge.

Bright gradually replaced the darkness, and a ray of morning light shone into the room.

Yao Sisi pushed open the door with a bowl of thin meat porridge and walked to the bedside in a soft voice. She saw that Mo Yuying had already woken up and was leaning against the wall beside the bed lifelessly.

Yao Sisi smiled and said, "LiuGuang, you've woken up. Come and drink this bowl of porridge."

Mo Yuxian did not object, nor did he agree. Even the expression in his eyes did not change much. Yao Sisi even thought that she was paralyzed.

With one hand holding the bowl of porridge and the other holding the spoon, he carefully blew on it. He couldn't see if it was hot or not, so he put it to Mo Yuxu's mouth. Mo Yuxun blinked his eyes and swallowed a spoonful of porridge.

"Hur hur, it's time to eat. Come and eat a little more!"

As if coaxing a child, Yao Sisi fed spoonful after spoonful into Mo Yuying's mouth.

From start to finish, Mo Yuzhu did not say a single word as he passively cooperated.

After eating the porridge, Yao Sisi sat with him for a while. Seeing that Mo Yuxian was not paying attention to her, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, so she packed up and pushed open the door. However, she didn't see her turn around and leave, Mo Yuxian smiled at her back, "If we meet again, I will definitely take you. But unfortunately, everything is beyond my control. "

"Fourth Palace Master, has the master eaten yet?"

Guang Chong rushed up, grabbed Yao Sisi and asked anxiously.

Yao Sisi smiled and waved the empty bowl in her hands in the air. "I'll eat it!"

He let go of Yao Sisi as joy appeared on his face. His hands intersected each other without knowing what to do. He was very excited and happy. He gratefully looked at Yao Sisi and said, "Fourth Palace Master, you have a way."

Yao Sisi shook her head. "No, I don't have any other options. It's something Liu Guiyi ate herself. I think he probably figured it out, so you should watch him a little more closely."

With that said, Yao Sisi carried the empty bowl into the kitchen.

In a flash, three days had passed, and after three days, all of the sword elder's hair that was originally half a hundred already had turned white.

He lightly knocked on the door of the black jade door.

"Come in!"

The sound of light came out from inside the house. The sword elder hesitated for a moment before opening the door and walking in.

Guang Yi looked at him and said with dissatisfaction, "Why is it you? Get out! Get out!"

As he spoke, he quickly stood up and tried to push the sword elder away.

Light was very worried that Sword Elder's appearance would once again provoke the Black Jade Streak of Radiance.

"This old man, I have something to talk to your master about."

Mo Yuying turned to Guang Guang and said, "Let him go. If you have something to say, say it!"

With a white glance, he retreated to the side and stood there. With that attitude, as long as Sword Elder dared to anger Mo Yuxian, he would definitely kill him.

The sword elder did not expect Mo Yuying to agree to listen to him so easily, and felt a burst of surprise in his heart. He did not hesitate and immediately said: "My daughter has been through hardships all her life, this old man knows that she is not worthy of being a father. I have let down Zhen'er, so I wanted to find an extremely good grave for Zhen'er, and hope that I can be happy in the future. Now that the tomb had been found, it was located on the hillside of the Clear Wind Ridge. "So …"

"Light, immediately send someone to the Ice Pavilion to deliver the corpse to him."

Mo Yuying interrupted the sword elder's words, and said with a cold and clear tone.

"Master!"

Light rushed over and shouted anxiously. Seeing that Mo Yu was unmoved, he fiercely glared at Sword Elder, then turned his head and said: "Senior brother, how can you agree to this? Weren't you always cherishing it?"

He just wanted to avoid mentioning Meng Zhen'er's name. He really didn't want Master to get angry and agree like this. He believed that Mo Yuying would definitely regret it later, but after burying her, he didn't even want to think about it anymore.

"Don't say anymore, Junior Brother. Let's just listen to Senior Brother one more time!"

Mo Yuxian sighed and looked gently at the light. It was the first time in so many days that he had spoken so kindly to someone, so he had to say that his words were very useful. He could not refuse and could only nod his head helplessly.

"Are you sure you want to?"

The sword elder did not know what to say, he did not think that Mo Yu Guang would agree without saying anything, but seeing that his face was still pale, the sword elder seemed to understand, it seemed that the truth had truly injured him.