Outside the "Boom ......" temple, the thunder was loud and shocking. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Mingrou subconsciously shrank and continued to sleep.

Jiu got up and carried her to the fire to make her warmer.

The long night was long, and it rained for three or four days, and finally it had the meaning of stopping.

It just so happened that Mingrou's illness was almost better at this time.

"Let's start our journey today. Mingrou's little face was still a little pale and weak, and her voice was soft but clear.

Jiu's hand was lighting a fire.

He couldn't figure out why the little guy in front of him wanted to hurry up earlier?

Mingrou didn't mean to explain much, she turned around, turned her back to Jiu, silently packed her things, and prepared to go on the road.

Jiu didn't ask why, and Mingrou naturally wouldn't say.

If she is going to be an immortal, an immortal, she can't be emotional.

She has never been emotional for 10,000 years, and this time, she must also prevent the germination and occurrence of feelings.

Why? Because, love words hurt people.

The corners of Mingrou's mouth were slightly raised, but there was a bitter and difficult smile.

She has been suffering for 10,000 years, and she doesn't want to let her heart hurt again because of unnecessary feelings.

Jiu didn't know what was going on in her mind, and she didn't want him to know, she just urged Jiu to hurry up and get on the road.

In order to...... Hurry up and end this thing that shouldn't have happened.

"I packed it up. The elegant male voice reached Mingrou's ears, interrupting her thoughts.

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In the mountains and forests after the rain, the water droplets on the branches and leaves have not dried, the weather is cool and fresh after the rain, the soft soil brings the slightest direction, and the birds return to the trees and continue to show their perfect high singing voices.

The picture is beautiful, but the only thing that doesn't look so harmonious is Ming Rou and Jiu.

The two people who walked side by side and walked at the same pace, neither of them spoke, and they chose to be silent.

"This is the village you are talking about, right? I don't know how long she walked, Mingrou suddenly stopped, she didn't turn around, just looked at the village in front of her, and said to the man behind her.

For some reason, her tone was a little uncomfortable......

"Yes, indeed. Jiu took a few steps forward, keeping a close distance from Mingrou.

"Well, I'm done...... Hurry in, I should go too. Mingrou pressed her head very low, her nose was sore, and it seemed that if she was not careful, a tear would fall from her eyes. And she didn't want the man in front of her to see this scene, nor did she want this scene to happen.

She is an immortal, the new immortal of the fairy world, how can she be impulsive?

Mingrou was ruthless, turned around, and was about to go back.

Suddenly, her hand was grabbed, and a deep male voice came: "Is this just the way to go?"

Is it just gone?

Ming Rou looked back, looking at the same deep Jiu, and suddenly didn't know how to speak.

If you don't, so what?

Stay?

"Of course I have to go, this is not my home. Mingrou tried her best to make her voice normal, but anyone could hear the tremor in her voice.

The corners of her mouth curled into a mocking smile. This is not her home?

But even she didn't know where her home was.

Since she was a child, she has been accustomed to living a life of home, wandering, and never having a fixed place for her to stay and rest.

The concept of home was a void in her mind.

After being silent for a long time, Jiu finally spoke slowly, and his tone was very flat: "Here, it's not my home. I am an orphan and I have no home. ”

What the?!

Mingrou's heart was shocked!

He, like himself, is also an orphan?

Then why did he come here?

One by one, questions were generated in Mingrou's mind, and finally turned into a curious look.

"I'm here to find an old friend. ”

"The deceased?"

Jiu hooked his lips slightly, and that faint smile was filled with many good memories of the past: "When I was a child, I grew up with him, and he, like me, was also an orphan, fatherless and motherless, wandering around. The two of us have known each other since we were very young, and the so-called dependence on each other probably refers to the relationship between me and him. ”

It's a pity that she doesn't even have a person who has depended on her since she was a child, and she only relies on herself.

Ming Rou smiled faintly, I don't know how much sadness it contains......

"Would you like to come with me to see this old man?" Jiu took Mingrou's hand, and his eyes just met her somewhat distracted eyes, and he made an invitation.

Let's go see this old man?

Mingrou was a little overwhelmed, she was a little confused.

"Let's go, you're here anyway. Jiu's words were like a gust of breeze, blowing slightly. It's like it's for Mingrou, it's more like it's for yourself......

And Mingrou was pulled over by him involuntarily.

In the village, the view is good. Yellow hair hangs down, and the girl woman is happy and happy. Everyone's face was filled with joy. Obviously, they are happy to live here.

It is conceivable that his deceased is also doing well here.

Mingrou looked up and looked at the side of Jiu's face. Under some dazzling eyes, it looks very eye-catching and charming.

It's just that his expression doesn't seem to be so natural......

Unconsciously, the lively place gradually moved away from them, and what caught their eyes were clumps of trees and loess covered with the ground. A gust of wind blew, and the yellow sand flew up all over the sky, making people a little unable to see the sight in front of them, and a little faint.

"Your old friend, live here?" Mingrou was a little puzzled, what kind of person is he who is willing to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests and not be associated with the lively world outside?

"It's here. Jiu's voice rang in his ears. He motioned with his eyes for Mingrou to look at him.

Mingrou was a little puzzled, but still looked over.

"Dah. Suddenly, Mingrou took a step back involuntarily, and the expression on her face changed from confusion to disbelief in just a moment.

No wonder......

I saw a simple tomb located in a towering tree, in front of the yellow sand pile, a tombstone, on which four big characters were clearly written, "Gu Cheng's Tomb".

Gu Cheng is probably the name of Jiu's old man......

"He's dead. Jiu's face was very calm, and his voice was also very flat, as if all this was a dream and had nothing to do with him.

But Ming Rou could see from Jiu's eyes that the grief, although very light, was so faint that it was almost invisible. However, existence is existence, and no matter how much you try to hide it, you can't really disappear it.

The deceased is a close friend and a deceased person.

Ming Rou opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something comforting, but she didn't know how to speak, so she just looked at Jiu silently.

"He said that he would always depend on me for his life, from childhood to adulthood, from beginning to end. He is not related to me by blood, but he is like my own brother. ”