Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Death of Zen Summer

"Master!" Master Xuanshi prostrate on the ground, breathing in a low voice, like a lost dog, Mo Chan Xia on the recliner was covered with elixir, wrapped with a piece of white cotton cloth, his face was expressionless, his fingers rubbed lightly on the armrest of the chair, cold sweat oozed from Xuanshi's back, soaked his clothes, wet and sticking to his body, his knees kneeling on the ground were numb, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

"Hmph, do you think this seat is about to die?" Mo Chan Xia snorted coldly and asked coldly.

Xuanshi sweated like rain, trembling, as if facing the abyss, and trembled, "Don't dare, the master will definitely be able to recover as before, and dominate the fairy world!"

"Yan Que Anzhi Honghu Zhizhi!" Mo Chan Xia sneered, "It's not just the fairy world that I want to unify! Master Xuan, I treat you well for my teacher, do you know!"

"The apprentice understands, the apprentice understands!" Xuanse kowtowed.

"Okay, for the teacher, I want to be alone and quiet, you can retreat!" Mo Chanxia said lightly.

"Yes, apprentice retire!" Master Xuan respectfully retreated to the door, closed the door, trembling all over, sweat flowing from his head to his dry cheeks like rain, "It's time to make a choice?" Xuan Shi muttered to himself, turned around and disappeared.

"Come out!" Mo Chanxia said to the void, an owl obediently flew to Mo Chanxia's hand, he gently stroked the owl's back with his other hand, the owl narrowed his eyes comfortably, "Owl, only you are the most loyal and obedient to me!" Mo Chanxia's voice carried a slight invisible warmth.

Mo Chanxia let go of the owl, let it lie on his lap, took off the cotton strip on his eyes with his hand, opened his eyes, empty and godless, and made a strange and weird handprint with his hand, a burst of black appeared on his fingertips, slowly urging it into his eyes, and slowly his eyes began to glow, and his gray eyes changed into black and purple alternating colors, and finally returned to gray, and a cool smile appeared on the corner of Mo Chanxia's mouth.

"Venerable Lord......" a soft voice sounded outside the room, "Come in!" Mo Chan Xia commanded.

I saw a woman with black hair hanging down from the ground outside the door, wearing a white Tencel robe, her face was like jade, her face was like a silver plate, her body was plump, she hung a string of purple prehnite anklets on her bare feet, and she was holding a pot of bamboo leaf tea in her hand.

Mo Chanxia got up from the recliner, sat opposite the woman, took the white jade teacup handed over by the woman, the green and quiet tea soup, pleasing to the eye, Mo Chanxia took a sip, looked up at the woman opposite, and said gently, "Yue'er, today's craftsmanship is getting better and better!"

Yue'er frowned and said indifferently, "It's good if the lord likes it......"

"Yue'er......" Mo Chanxia stared at Yue'er's face, her eyes were in a trance, "Wait for me, when I come back from the experience, I will go to the capital of Xizhou to marry you, wait for me!"

Yue'er knew that Mo Chanxia just remembered the past, so she didn't dare to say more, so she held back the bitterness in her heart and smiled, "Okay, I'll wait for you......"

Yue'er looked at Mo Chanxia's eyes, and secretly felt sad in her heart, "What the Lord likes is just Yue'er's skin, but his heart died a thousand years ago......"

Mo Chan Xia muttered to herself, "Mo Yue, Yue'er, I have a family mission, I must be strong, I have no choice, for the sake of the clansmen to ascend to immortals, immortal, I must do my best, I can't have a moment of slack! You have to wait for me to ......" The dark and brown tears in the corners of her eyes kept falling, Yue'er sighed, got up and walked to Mo Chanxia's side, hugged him gently, patted his back slowly, and whispered softly, "I know, I'm waiting for you......"

Mo Chanxia reached out to hug Yue'er, leaned her head on her shoulder, whimpered and cried like a child, black tears stained Yue'er's shoulder.

Yue'er stroked Mo Chanxia's hair distressedly, and sighed lightly, "It's also a kind of happiness to be able to be a shadow to accompany him......"

Feng Mo and his entourage finished pranayama, and in order to avoid long dreams at night, they quickly marched in the direction of Xizhou.

"Sister, there is a small building in the middle of the lake ahead!" Mo Tianyu exhaled lightly, "Everything looks normal here, and the immortal energy is abundant, it shouldn't collapse like the Yunyao Capital." ”

Feng Mo looked at this place that was exactly the same as the one presented in the illusion, and sighed with emotion, "Let's go, hurry up and go in, the people sent by Wind Valley will arrive in two days, and I can breathe a sigh of relief." ”

A small building in the middle of the lake, surrounded by water on all sides, there is a half-cliff bridge in front of the house leading directly to the center of the lake, the wooden bridge behind the house is directly connected to the back mountain, there are large fairy houses on the mountain, all of this is under the protection of the enchantment, intact as before, and then the back mountain settles everyone, Mo Qianchen and Vermilion Bird are placed in the room of the small building in the center of the lake, Feng Mo took out two more Qingxin pills for the two of them, and saw that Mo Tianyu was still accompanying him, "Tingyu, you just recovered your immortal body, hurry up and rest, I will take care of them." ”

Mo Tianyu knew that he was physically exhausted, so he obediently went to the side hall to rest.

Feng Mo felt dry at this time, opened the Qiankun bag and wanted to pour himself a cup of bamboo leaf tea, and found that the food inside had already been eaten by Suzaku.

looked at the tea table, and found that the tea soup thousands of years ago was still slowly steaming, so he quickly picked it up and poured a few sips, only to find that he was a little more comfortable, but the ensuing fatigue made Feng Mo's hands and feet suddenly weak, and he was forced to hurry for many days, and he was indeed a little overdrawn.

Looking around, I found that the room furnishings were similar to those of the Wind Valley, simple and simple, a few bookshelves, full of books, on the tea shelf next to the tea table, there were all kinds of tea sets, and the incense burner was lit with all kinds of incense, the fragrance was fragrant, everything was so quiet.

"Mother's ......" Feng Mo's voice came from behind Suzaku, "I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry!"

Suzaku was sleepy-eyed, "Mother, Suzaku wants to eat crisp beans." ”

Feng Mo pulled Suzaku and sat down, "Suzaku is obedient, the crisp beans are gone, my mother will give you a few elixirs first, and when Aunt Fengling comes in two days, let her make something to eat for you!"

Suzaku said a little tiredly, "Okay, mother, I still want to sleep for a while." Lying on the floor next to the tea table and falling asleep, Feng Mo wanted to carry him back to the bed, only to suddenly react, Suzaku urged the Heavenly Soul Pill, the immortal body advanced, and now he is no longer a child, he can't hold him anymore, so he has to take a brocade quilt and help him cover it. poured another cup of bamboo leaf tea, and fed it to Mo Qianchen.

Mo Qianchen was still asleep, Feng Mo was glad that he didn't have the memory of a thousand years ago, otherwise he would see the entire capital city collapse under his nose, and it was estimated that he would be angry and unable to let go!

Feng Mo muttered to himself, "The world says that immortals are good, what is good about immortals? It's not that the troubles are not extinguished, the greed and hatred are sufficient, and there are tens of millions of times more longevity than mortals, and the pain is also ten million times greater, if you have a choice, maybe ......."

At night, quiet and peaceful, Feng Mo sat by the tea table and slowly fell asleep, the wind outside the window gently blew in, mixed with the fragrance of colorful hornwort, and slept very heartily.