All the Xuanqing Sect disciples present moved when they heard the sound, and the clear tune of the Pure Heart Mantra was lightly plucked away by the wisps of internal force, like flying rain and moving like light dust. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The neighing of the beasts in the depths of the woods gradually subsided.

The woman frowned, sending all the internal force to her lips, and the rhythm became faster and faster.

The beasts faltered in place, roaring in great pain, as if they were being tortured greatly.

Yun Xiao, who had been standing by and watching, also took out the bamboo flute when he saw this, and sent out thirty percent of the internal force.

The deadlock was broken in an instant, and the woman was hit by the internal force, and she covered her heart and vomited blood.

"Ahem, you're still so capable that you came up with such a method!" She wiped the blood from her lips, still smiling coquettishly, "I hate that I can't tear you apart today......"

Yun Xiao sneered coldly, "Second Elder, it's better not to be too self-righteous. Whoever tears whom apart, it's not necessarily. ”

The woman got up with a steady breath and handed him a charming eyewave, "Okay, the slave family is waiting for you." ”

After speaking, his figure flashed, and he left quietly and ghostly as when he came.

When everything was silent, Yun Xiao's flute continued to play the last part of the Pure Heart Mantra until all the beasts in the forest retreated.

Hui Ming stood on his horse, his face was full of reverence, and Chen said earnestly: "I heard from the master that your sect has a way to break the beast gate, and today it is really extraordinary!" ”

The rest of the people also showed a look of approval, the beast control gate has been a disaster for many years, and the most important thing is nothing more than their evil song that can control all kinds of beasts.

Now that the Xuanqing Sect is using music to control the enemy, it can indeed be said that it has fundamentally solved this problem.

Yun Xiao smiled faintly at the flattering voice of the people around him.

Hua Jiang shook the horse under him, a little absent-minded.

Listening to the tone of the two elders, they didn't seem to know that the elder brother could practice occult arts.

Thinking about it, she was slightly distracted, the assassin that day was not necessarily here to assassinate her brother, after all, she also went to Yun Xiao's room......

"Asha! Asha ......"

Murong Chengyu's mournful voice came from behind, and everyone hurriedly turned their heads to look over.

The little doctor sat on his knees, clutching the squire's shoulder, and wept very sadly.

Hua Jiang happened to be not far from him, and the more he looked at it, the more unbearable he became, so he hurriedly dismounted and ran to his side, "Don't cry, I'll help you bury him together." ”

Yun Xiao said indifferently at them in front: "It's getting late, you can't spend the night in the forest, don't delay any longer." ”

Other people in the rivers and lakes also showed anxious looks, and they just died a subordinate, and they threw it away. As for crying dad and calling mother? A child is a child!

Yun Yi groaned beside Yun Xiao and spoke, "Master, why don't you go first with the seniors of each faction, and I will take the two of them to follow." ”

"Don't delay too long, it's not safe after all." Yun Xiao narrowed his eyes, unable to see joy or anger.

"Yes, master."

……

The three of them found an open field deep in the woods.

Hua Jiang pulled out his long sword without saying a word, lowered his head and began to plan.

Seeing this, Yun Yi didn't care about taking out her saber and stepped forward to dig with her.

Murong Chengyu was holding on to the corpse of the attendant, and he was about to cry.

Why didn't you find out that this little miracle doctor loved to cry so much?

Hua Jiang sighed, and his subordinates didn't stop, "Murong, don't cry, it's weird at night." ”

"You don't understand!" The little divine doctor sobbed and glared at her, "Never, no one has ever played with me, only Ah Xia ......." Now even Asha is gone......"

It is rumored that the Murong family is all infatuated, and the head of the family has a wife for a generation. By Murong Chengyu, it is already the third generation of single transmission.

The person in front of him doesn't know how many children of the family have aroused the envy of the children.

envy the love of his parents, envy him for his fine clothes and food, and even envy him for not having infighting in the house and not being involved in sinister people's hearts......

But even those who are favored by the heavens no longer have others who can't see it and are heartbroken.

"How could I not understand," Hua Jiang lowered his head with an uncertain expression, "My father and mother were buried by me." ”

Yun Yi's movements paused, and his gaze fell quietly on her.

Murong Chengyu's sobs became lower and lower.

"There's no obstacle you can't get over, even if you feel like you can't live anymore. After a long time, everything will fade. ”

The girl's voice was light, "You just have to do your best to live well and let them feel at ease below, and that's fine." ”

Yun Yi looked at Hua Jiang's beautiful side face, and his mood was a little complicated.

The child who didn't understand the world three years ago has finally grown up.

The cool breeze of the night blew through with a slight eerie chill.

Yun Yi carefully surveyed the grave again, Hua Jiang handed the finished tablet to Murong Chengyu, and his expression became gentle, "Who said that you only have Axia, in the future, you will be my brother and my brother's friend." ”

The little divine doctor looked at the two of them with red eyes, and trembled and inserted the tablet in front of the grave.

The barren grass is vast, and the aspen is also bleak. The horse is looking up to the sky, and the wind is self-depressed.

The dark chamber has been closed, and it will not return for a thousand years. What is the way to die, and the body is the same as the mountain.

……

Hua Jiang sat on the small dirt bag on the side, looking at this familiar scene, and unconsciously became distracted.

In fact, in my memory, my mother is not a bad person.

She is very gentle, and she is no different from other people's mothers. I will make delicious pastries, and I will stay up all night embroidering purses for my father. Of course, when I do something wrong, I will pump hard with a straight face.

Therefore, Hua Jiang never dared to believe that the one who led the beast to the Yun family and mutilated the lives of innocent people was actually his mother.

On weekdays, a kind and soft-hearted mother.

She was stabbed into the heart by Yun Cang's sword and died, and her eyes were wide open when she died.

When she arrived, her heart had already dried up, and the weeds under her had turned a miserable red makeup.

The other members of the Beast Control Sect had already abandoned her and fled, and there were relatives and friends in the Yun clan who had been victimized, and they all wanted to break their mother's body into pieces.

It was the little aunt who hugged herself and knelt in front of those people, kowtowing for I don't know how many times, until Yun Cang was relieved, and then she kept her whole body.

Yun Cang said that the son of the Yun clan and the demon girl of the Demon Sect are not worthy of being buried in the ancestral grave of the Yun clan.

The little aunt found a carriage and took herself to look for it all night, and then found a secluded place at the bottom of the mountain that was a little better than a mass grave.

The little aunt said, "Your father and mother were very loving when they were alive, and they will be very happy to be buried together." ”

Back then, I seemed to reply like this, "Daddy won't be happy, she killed grandma, she is a demon girl!" ”

The little aunt seemed to be silent for a long time, and finally touched her head, "Don't blame your mother, she is too...... Confused for a while, just a poor man. ”

I don't remember that day very clearly, but I can vaguely remember that it was evening when I was buried, and there was still a large sunset like blood on the horizon.

The little aunt kept wiping her tears beside her, singing the elegy that the Great Jin people would play when they entered the ground.

"The wild grass is boundless, and the aspen is also bleak. In the middle of September, send me out of the suburbs ......"