Half of the ancestral hall has long been destroyed, leaving only a small and lonely ruin.

Qiao Mu looked at the miniature of the sect's disciple's life lamp with a dull expression.

Watching the second senior sister Xue Xiao fight against the enemy at the last moment, her dilapidated body was picked apart......

The arbor could no longer shed tears.

She held her cheeks with one hand and looked at the miniature of the life lamp one by one.

When he saw the sect master dragging an old man with a rickety body to rush up to the snow peak and blow himself up, the whole person suddenly froze.

She knew this old man, and outside the gate of the second courtyard in the south of Qixia Valley, she had a relationship with this old man.

Later, she had seen the old man in the arena.

Isn't he the guest elder of the ghost gate? What is the rumored middle six mansions in the market? Could it be that this guest elder of the ghost gate is actually from the middle six mansions?

She didn't find Murong Xun's life lamp, probably because the ancestral hall collapsed, and more than half of the disciples' life lamps were smashed down by stones.

Qiao Mu lowered his head and searched in the cracks of the stones for a long time but could not find it, but dug so hard that the fingers of both hands were broken.

"The hosts. Jiu Jiu didn't dare to speak, and called weakly, "You don't dig it." It must have slid down to the snow peak with the avalanche. ”

"Murong Wei. You big liar!" said Xiao Mian with a blank face.

Why do you still have a master, what will be the master will definitely accompany you in the future, what is the master who never lied to you!

"Chirp, do you know?" said in a low voice, "I'll ...... There is no Master anymore. ”

"Hahaha, there is nothing that Master is afraid of. Little beauty, as long as you are willing to go back with my brother and me, and ensure that you eat and drink spicy food in the future, life will definitely not be bad. A shrill laugh suddenly broke into Qiao Mu's eardrums.

She got up and took a step, kicked something like a hard iron plate on her toes, bent down to pick it up, looked through it, and sucked it away into the inner realm with a cold face.

Then, he raised his eyes to look at the group outside the ancestral hall.

She knew the son of the master of the Senluo Sect, the Fei Qing who was sick and looked at the disciples of the Shenshui Sect all day long.

The ghosts of the ghost gate do not pass through the elders.

The demon mother-in-law of Hehuanmen, one of them, is Qiao Mu's old friend.

When she was competing for the Taoyuan Land, Mo Lian helped to draw a wisp of her life soul, Yao Ji of Hehuanmen.

At this time, her life soul was still in Qiao Mu's inner realm, so when Qiao Mu looked at her coldly, Yao Ji's eyes shrank slightly.

"You perverted embryo! Three sentences don't change the old problem. Qi Mei'er of Hehuan Gate covered her mouth and giggled, shook her body in a charming manner, and smiled at Qiao Mu delicately, "Little junior sister, you are the only one." Tut-tut, crying, look at it, on that little face with pear blossoms with rain, tsk, the tears have not dried. If the three peaks of the Shenshui Sect saw it, they would be very distressed. ”

Qiao Mu stared at this woman with cold eyes, and said coldly, "What's the matter, the ghost gate is not waiting to come and fall into the well?"

Fei Qing of Senluomen smiled pretentiously and said, "Where is it, our three sects also heard that something happened to the Shenshui Sect, so we came over to take a look and offer condolences." Little sister, don't be afraid, come, come, come to my brother, my brother will protect you. ”