Sixi was a little distracted, he raised his steps and walked towards the source of the sound step by step. "Even if it's fake!" www.biquge.info even if it's ...... I just want to see grandpa again......"

Sixi's mood was heavy, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were full of determination. In a few moments, he came to the door of the house, and looked at the unchanged door, and he slowly raised his hands.

"Squeak"

There was a soft knock, and the door of the old house whispered like a hoarse old man. Sixi's eyes were blurred, and when he saw the familiar back, his eyes were filled with tears.

"I ......"

Sixi slowly stretched out his hand and touched his cheek, "I'm in tears?"

At this moment, Sixi felt a little incredible. Since the night he woke up six years ago, the night he was white-headed and tears were dry. It stands to reason that I have no tears to shed in this life, but now?

"I ......"

I saw that the haunting body turned around, his face was wrinkled, smiling, and his face was kind and amiable......

"You're back...... Why didn't you come into the house, why did you cry, did you hurt somewhere......

The old man stepped forward anxiously, and as soon as he exited, he was greeted by a series of inquiries. Sixi hadn't heard these "nagging" for six years, and when he heard it again, his nose was sour.

Douda's tears kept flowing outward, even if he kept reaching out to wipe it, he couldn't stop it at all!

"Grandpa......" Sixi wanted to say something, but he only spit out two words and couldn't speak. There was a voice in his heart that kept shouting: "It's all fake! It's all fake!!

But in the face of the voice, Sixi couldn't listen to it at all. He kept replying loudly in his heart, "No! even if it's fake! Please let me stay a little longer...... I'm ......"

Sixi finally stopped his tears, and he forced out a smile. "Grandpa, I'm back......"

"Huh...... Sixi, you ...... You've finally grown up......"

The old man looked at Sixi with a look of relief, and when he saw the old man like this, Sixi felt that it was worth letting him die now! In addition to complaining about the old man's nagging, he didn't care about the old man's feelings at all.

Even...... I didn't even spend more time with this old man!

"Come on, come on, Sixi has eaten, I made your favorite dish tonight, can you taste ......it?"

"Grandpa, I will be with you for the rest of my life!"

"Hey~~~ Sixi is really filial......"

Being held by the old man, feeling the cocoon and temperature on his old hand, Sixi's heart trembled. At this moment, the shouts that came from his heart had all been dismissed by him.

Fake? No, this is true!! what immortal? What kind of way? Where can it be more important than accompanying the old man?

The outside world, the source.

The source was calm, and there were hundreds of people sitting cross-legged in front of it. Almost all of them had their eyes closed, some with struggles on their faces, others with smiles. The only one with his eyes open was Moto-Mako, his forehead covered in sweat and his face distorted as if he was enduring great pain.

His eyes kept scanning the surroundings, only to see someone smiling all over his face from time to time, and his body dissipated into powder and dissipated between heaven and earth. In just a few hours, these hundreds of people have been reduced by half. Seeing the last dozens of people in front of him, Yuan Zhenzi's heart was dripping blood. This time, they Tianshuguan poured out the nest, but they didn't expect that the source had not been completed, and there were only dozens of people left who had died in Quanguan!

After another half a day, Moto's complexion changed greatly. I saw that there were small wind currents around Sixi's body, and whenever someone had such a situation, that person would turn into powder and dissipate after holding on for less than half an hour at most.

"Damn! This kid won't be able to survive the trial of the Nine Heavens Annihilation! The Nine Heavens Annihilation Wind is focused on burning his mind, how can this kid's Dao heart be so weak......" Yuan Zhenzi gritted his teeth, "It's not scientific! Uncle Yuqing's valued person shouldn't be so unbearable! What if this kid dies in my ...... Then how can I explain to Uncle Yuqing and them!!"

Moto-Mako endured the pain, and he slowly stood up. His hand touched the storage bag, and a pale yellow talisman appeared in his hand.

"This is the only pure heart talisman I have, it's cheap for you kid!"

Yuan Zhenzi touched the rune paper in great pain, and then he shook it hard.

"Go!"

As if his eyes had opened, the talisman suddenly stuck to the cover of Sixi's Heavenly Spirit. After doing this, he felt dizzy, and when he lost his strength, he sat cross-legged again. "This source is actually consumed with me!damn !!"

In a dream......

In the blink of an eye, it has been three days, and in these three days, Sixi has been with the old man all the time. He was happy and satisfied. The cry in his heart had long since disappeared, and not only that, Sixi seemed to have forgotten that he was a monk! But he didn't care about any of this, as if he had never been out of Xiaosang Village. Even, there was only one thought left in his heart. If possible, he would like to live like this for the rest of his life.

However, on this day, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared in the sky.

The whirlpool stirred the sky and shook the earth. Sixi was naturally attracted by this vision, and he raised his head and looked at the whirlpool carefully. I saw that a human figure instantly appeared within it, and this human figure was just a figure at first, but as it slowly landed, its appearance began to be clearly visible.

When the figure was completely on the ground, its face was completely transformed. It was a woman with large, watery eyes. The cunning eyes were so charming, Sixi had a feeling that he had seen this woman somewhere. However, he frowned and thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't remember.

"You...... Your name ......"

"My name is Yao Xiyue, hee-hee, Maruko, don't you remember me?"

"Yao Xiyue ......"

Sixi frowned, and kept muttering the name on his lips. Every time he repeats it, his head "buzzes". The humming sound was unpleasant, as if someone was slapping him on the head with a brick. Sixi covered his head, he really didn't want to think about it anymore, and even wanted to leave Yao Xiyue quickly.

"Maruko, you !! of wood"

"Maruko, you badass! Big badas!! do you know I'm going to die?"

"Maruko, and me, I'll always be ......"

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But the moment he stood up, he found that he couldn't move his feet. Yao Xiyue's appearance was deeply imprinted in his mind, and a breeze blew, and Yao Xiyue's figure continued to dissipate. And these words kept echoing in his ears. Sixi felt that he had a splitting headache, he kept covering his head, looking at the slowly dissipating figure, his hands unconsciously stretched forward.

"Yue'er ......" (To be continued.) )