3.474 Memorials
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The little fat man pinched Mata's cheek several times, "Does it hurt? Does it hurt you?"
"I'll go! you let me pinch and see, do you hurt!" Mata recovered from the shock and stretched out his hand and twisted back.
"Duanmu, I'm not dreaming, am I?" Zhou Dan secretly twisted his thighs, and then opened a pair of eyes.
This student, this student is going to ...... Oh my God!
It was not easy for everyone to come back to their souls, and once again fell into the terrible news that "Miss Qiao holds the secret realm".
"Wow! there's so much to eat here!"
All:......
Especially this child who spoils the scenery, everyone was still intoxicated with the scenery, and was yelled down by Qi Xuanxuan's voice, and there was no mood.
Yang Xirong was stunned and turned her head to look at Qiao Mu, "My Qiao Qiao, what you see in front of you is real?"
"It's real!" Qiao Mu nodded, took Yang Xirong's hand and stroked a peach tree in front of him, "Second Senior Uncle, have you felt its breath of life?"
Yang Xirong was excited and emotional, and was more full of joy, so she suddenly took the child into her arms and patted her on the back hard, "You kid, Uncle Shi still doesn't worry about you all day long, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it......"
With this secret realm in hand, what else does Qiaoqiao have to fear, even if he encounters a strong enemy, at least there is a place to hide.
Her little Qiao has such a big opportunity, no wonder her cultivation has risen so quickly.
What kind of ghost realm to find on Brinsette Island!
Their little Qiaoqiao's Cave Heaven Immortal Mansion is a pure natural spiritual domain.
"Second uncle, it's good for me to take you to a place. ”
"Good, good, good. Yang Xirong nodded again and again, and thin tears of joy welled up in her eyes.
Her Qiao Qiao is blessed with deep fortune, and she is a child with great luck, and when Master Jiuquan learns it, she will definitely be able to laugh three times.
"Come with me. Qiao Mu took Yang Xirong's hand, and with a movement of his mind, he took a group of Shenshui Sect sisters to the peach source slope full of peach blossoms.
Facing the peach blossom forest, Taoyuan Slope is surrounded by a circle of clear water, gurgling and flowing.
The slope is covered with flowers and green grass, and the fragrance is pleasant.
A lonely grave, a frozen coffin.
When the disciples saw it, they couldn't hold back their tears, and they rushed forward with the sound of crying, and knelt down in front of the grave one after another.
Feng Chen glanced at the prince with some incomprehension.
But seeing him standing far away under a peach tree, his eyes were full of reluctance, looking at Qiao Qiao's thin back.
At this time, Mo Lian is not worried.
He thought that more than three years ago, this little guy picked up the bones of her uncles and sisters one by one, and he didn't know how much time she spent to create this lonely tomb with her own hands.
The small figure seemed to emerge in front of him, piling up soil in front of the grave, in a daze, silently weeping, kowtowing, until he lost his voice and cried bitterly.
The heart was pantothenic, and the pain was unpleasant.
"Bang!" The sound of smashing the wine jar made Mo Lianwu ease up from his chaotic emotions.
When I raised my eyes, I saw Yang Xirong holding a bowl of wine in her hand, and raised her glass with the two hundred disciples of the Divine Water Sect.
The belated memorial service is being carried out in a solemn silence.
Everyone raised their necks and drank it all, only to hear Qiao Mu say softly, "Get drunk today, and Yang Fan will set sail tomorrow." Live up to the sect and hit the future hard! We will use thousands of glory to comfort the souls of the heavens. ”
"I'm here, the sect is here!!"