"Promise me to take care of my son for me."

At the moment when she passed by Yueming, she heard this sentence clearly, without any hesitation, Mo Kongjing immediately nodded and solemnly agreed, "He is my companion, I will not abandon him no matter what!" ”

Yueming, who was walking in a hurry, didn't know what her expression was after hearing this, the only thing she knew was that Yueming's footsteps suddenly became much easier.

Four hundred years ago, the demon invaded, and it was rumored that because of the lack of the protection of the sacred tree Fusang, the Xiaoyao Sect was almost wiped out.

It is said that at the last moment of the demon invasion, a shocking female disciple suddenly appeared in the Xiaoyao Sect, she was dignified and Qinghua, noble and beautiful, holding the crystal Changxiao and fighting with the abyss demons for three days and three nights, and finally drove all the demons who came to attack the Xiaoyao Sect back to the abyss!

This is a battle that burns vitality, how powerful the artifact Begonia Xiao is, countless demons and countless mortals have witnessed it with their own eyes, and the mortal body of Yueming cannot really control the power of the artifact even if it consumes all its vitality.

By the time she relied on the power of the artifact to drive the demons out of the Valley of Freedom, most of her vitality had been consumed, and even if the ancestor of the Freedom Sect, Yun Moling, was alive, there was no way to return to the sky.

Staring at the picture in the water curtain, Mo Kongjing could only vaguely see some scenes that were not very clear, and the moon in the picture holding the artifact Begonia Xiao was like a goddess descending to earth.

"Yueming, you" After the battle, seeing Yueming, who had no vitality at all, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, and Yang Xuzi stared at the figure that was about to fall in a very complicated way.

"I have exchanged my own strength for a moment of peace in the Xiaoyao Sect, can I ask the sect master to take care of my son for the sake of my great achievements?" Her face was terrible pale, but until the last moment of her life, what Yueming thought about in her heart was still her son.

"Yueming, I'm sorry that I neglected your mother and daughter all these years." Half a ring, the corners of his lips trembled and Yang Xuzi, who had been speechless for a long time, finally began to reflect on what he had done for so many years, he worked hard to become the pillar of the sect, wanted to be a sect master praised by everyone, but ignored his family, his wife

He cared too much about his sect, and even did not hesitate to hurt his wife and son for the sake of the sect.

"I know that you also hope that Mi'er can become a weapon and become an excellent disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect who takes on the responsibility of bloodline like me, but I don't want him to be like this, I just want him to spend his life in peace and stability. This is my last wish, husband—will you grant me? Unable to support his body anymore, Yueming, who was weak and weak, stayed in Yang Xuzi's arms for the first time.

She smiled shallowly, and there was only deep expectation and care in her clean and bright eyes.

"I promise you." All the words were stuck in his throat, and the corners of his lips squirmed up and down for a moment, and Yang Xuzi finally replied in a choked voice.

"In this way, Yueming is relieved, I only hope that my youngest child can spend this life worry-free, although this possibility is really small and small."

Yueming died after this war, even if her wishes and expectations are so slightly weak compared to others, but as a mother, it is Yueming's greatest wish to be able to find a stable life for her children.

Through the picture in the water curtain, Mo Kongjing saw the life and death of others.

After Yueming's death, she clearly saw that the young Yang Xuzi at that time had turned his temples white because of excessive thoughts, and he also sealed the artifact Begonia Xiao in Yueyi's body according to Yueming's entrustment before his death, helping him completely get rid of the invasion of nightmares and demonic energy.

Because of the artifact, Yueyi in his childhood survived, and because of Yueming's selfless love, he survived, even if everything was based on Yueming's death.

The power of the artifact is enough to help the young Yueyi completely get rid of the nightmare and the invasion of demonic energy, but the mortal body and mortal fetus are simply not enough to contain the power of the artifact.

In the mist, the passage of time seems to become faster.

And the young Yue never knew where his mother went, only that he never had nightmares since then, and everyone in the sect was very kind to him.

And he began to fall asleep, and often woke up from a sleep without knowing what year it was.

He spent the spring, autumn and summer cold in a daze, but he didn't know that whenever he fell into a deep sleep, the sect master of the Xiaoyao Sect would always personally take the elders to remove the demonic qi for him.

For four hundred years, four hundred years, his body has not changed in any way, and he has not even grown taller in the slightest.

In the past four hundred years, he has only been awake for a handful of days, and he will always have the impression of a big tree and a few tenacious grasses growing outside the door, and he can no longer see other things or other scenery in his vision.

He never saw his mother again.

For four hundred years on and off, he spent it in a deep sleep, and four hundred years later, because of the full help of Yang Xuzi and the elders, the power of the artifact was finally completely sealed, and the demonic energy in his body was completely eliminated, and he could finally live the same life as ordinary people.

And that year, the suzerain of Xiaoyao Sect, Yang Xuzi, was in danger because of the enemy's plot, and unfortunately fell into the mortal dust on the way to escape, and in the same year, the young emperor of the country succeeded to the throne, and he picked up a child in the same day and met an old man whose life was in danger.

He adopted the child, saved the old man, and when the old man regained consciousness and said goodbye, the old man made a promise, and the young emperor had already made his own plans at that time, and he gave all the love of the world to the child, gambling on the eternal glory of the empire.

"It turns out that I also picked it up" Seeing the truth of the matter from the water curtain, Mo Kongjing lowered his head and muttered to himself, and for a while he could only feel the horror of this world.

At that time, her father was only in the age of a weak crown, but the calculation in those eyes really made her feel terrible!

Ten years of dormancy, ten years of cultivation.

When the Sect Leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, Yang Xuzi, had recovered most of his injuries, he met a girl who made him ecstatic-Mu Yanran.

In the same year, he accepted an excellent disciple and fulfilled his promise to bring the young emperor of Fengqian Country to the world of cultivating immortals.

All the stories and truths appeared in front of her eyes, she didn't know why she saw this, but intuitively, she understood, these are the truth, the truth that will never be forgotten in the long river of history.

In the dark, maybe there is really providence.

Otherwise, she would not have come here, would not have met Mu Yanran, would not have met Yang Xuozi, would not have met Shizun, would not have met her senior sister, and would not have embarked on this unswerving road to becoming an immortal

Whether it is the misty fairy aura lingering, or falling into the quagmire and never recovering, it is all in one thought!

Now that you've chosen, don't have any more regrets.

Even if she is just a crowd of beings on the road to seeking immortals, she only wishes to live up to her original intention!

(To be continued.) )