Chapter 145: Mourning
"What's wrong...... Wrong...... Wrong......! The fox king's angry roar shook the entire Tianyi Gate, and even Mu Xin, who had been meditating on the highest peak for many years, was shocked and fell directly to the foot of the mountain.
The old man patted the snow all over his body, and he muttered in horror: "It's broken, it's broken, something happened to my junior sister!" Something big has happened in Zhaohui Valley! "Saying that, he didn't care that he was still at the critical time of the promotion to the Jindan period, risking the risk of qi and blood going backwards, and flew towards Zhaohui Valley!
Hearing this, there were also three other monks from Tianyimen, Qi Shan, who built the foundation of the Great Perfection, Lian Yi who was in the middle of the foundation, and Ma Xiaotian who was in the early stage of the foundation.
Mu Xin saw Hu Jiu sitting by the waterhole at a glance, his heart tightened suddenly, and he asked in a trembling whisper: "Mr. Hu, my junior sister her, how is she?" ”
As he asked, his faint old eyes were already full of tears. Hu Jiu raised his head, glanced at Mu Xin, who was embarrassed, and then looked down decadently thinking about his own thoughts.
"Senior sister, ——!" didn't get a response from Hu Jiu for a long time, Mu Xin thought that Liu Zhao had really died, he let out a sad cry and fell to the ground with Hu Jiu!
"Master, Liu Zhao, isn't she ......?" Qi Shan was the fastest, and as soon as he arrived at the valley mouth, he heard Mu Xin's heart-rending wail, and he staggered over, grabbed Mu Xin's collar, and picked up his master alive.
Mu Xin didn't care about Qi Shan's encroachment at all, he hugged Qi Shan, and his whole body trembled with grief, "It's a pity that Senior Sister is a genius, but she is ......" He choked up and couldn't go on, and cried bitterly.
Qi Shan was already cold at this time, and just muttered to himself: "How come, how come?" ”
"Sister ——!" Another loud sad voice came, Ma Xiaotian saw that Master Zu and Master Qishan were hugging their heads and crying, his feet were soft, and he sat on the ground and cried!
"Old man, what are you crying about?" A crisp female voice came from the wooden house by the waterhole, and then a woman in a snow-white dress stood in the doorway, looking curiously at the crying old and young.
"God is jealous of talents, junior sister, you are a brother to death!" Musin was still immersed in pain, crying and babbling.
"Old man, who is your junior sister, why are you crying here?" The woman's sideburns frowned slightly, and the watery Danfeng's eyes were full of sympathy.
"Woo woo, my junior sister is...... Sister? Mu Xin finally saw the woman in front of him clearly through the tearful eyes, he suddenly stopped crying, wiped his tears with the sleeve of his robe, and looked at the beautiful figure in surprise, the fiery red sunset behind her, reflected like a phoenix reborn from the fire.
"Sister, you're not dead?" Ma Xiaotian reacted the fastest, he got up, took Liu Zhao's hand, and looked her up and down, left and right, with tears on his delicate face.
"Liu Zhao, you, hello!" Qi Shan's mood changed from great sorrow to ecstasy, his voice was hoarse, and tears poured out uncontrollably.
"Mmmm, was everyone crying about me just now?" Liu Zhao's face darkened, she had just woken up, she was first scared half to death by a group of demon beasts, and then she was cried and mourned by a group of monks, this drama might as well be crossed!
"Mr. Hu, didn't you just say that my junior sister has fallen?" Mu Xin saw that Hu Jiu was still decadent, and sighed blankly at the waterhole, he was very puzzled.
"I just sigh, and you're crying like this." Hu Jiu raised his head, spread his hands, and replied with his shoulders on his shoulders: "Seeing you crying so sadly, I'm really embarrassed to disturb!" ”
Hu Jiu thought darkly, anyway, he was sad alone, so it was better to be sad together!
"Senior sister, it seems that you have recovered, right?" Mu Xin was excited about Liu Zhao's sobriety, and Hu Jiu once said that as long as she recovered her senses, there would be no big problem.
"Well, old man." Liu Zhao embarrassedly pulled out the hand that had been grabbed by Ma Xiaotian, and asked hesitantly, "Am I really your junior sister?" ”
"Senior sister?" Mu Xin's heart trembled for a while, he looked at Hu Jiu for help, and asked in a trembling voice, "Mr. Hu, what's wrong with my junior sister?" ”
The corners of Hu Jiu's mouth widened, and he smiled happily: "Liu Zhao has lost a memory, unfortunately, there are all of us in this memory. ”
"Sister, have you forgotten me?" Ma Xiaotian's dark eyes widened, and Liu Zhao's emaciated face was reflected in his clear pupils, and he looked intently at his fairy sister, hoping to arouse her memory.
"Huh? I don't have a brother, do I? Liu Zhao looked at the handsome man in front of her, she stirred her fingers uncomfortably and thought, in her memory, she seemed to be the only daughter of her parents, right?
"Liu Zhao, do you remember those years in the Lingwu Mountain Valley?" Qi Shan's face was also ugly, how could the softest memory in his heart be forgotten like this?
"Hey, who are you, stay away from my wife!" I don't know why, Hu Jiu just didn't like Qi Shan, he pushed Qi Shan away, hugged Liu Zhao into his arms hard, and swore sovereignty.
"I said, what should you all do, Liu Zhao needs to recuperate now!" Hu Jiu waved his hand, thinking about driving away the monks of Tianyimen. Just kidding, he has become a stranger, what kind of presence do these people who can't beat the eight poles here?
"Then ......" Mu Xin wanted to say something, but when he saw Hu Jiu's squinted eyes, he swallowed the words from his mouth again. But he still twisted his goatee and smiled at Liu Zhao, before stepping on the flying sword and leaving Zhaohui Valley.
"Goodbye, old sir!" Liu Zhao waved at Mu Xin's fast back as he left, whether she remembered it or not, the old man who had just revealed his true feelings for her really moved her.
"Liu Zhao, I'm really happy, really happy!" Qi Shan ignored Hu Jiu's darkening face, he walked in front of Liu Zhao, his deer-like innocent eyes looked at her deeply, and said incoherently: "Even if you forget about us, as long as you are good, it's really good!" ”
After speaking, he looked gloomily at Hu Jiu, who was holding Liu Zhao like a miser, turned around and flew out of Zhaohui Valley.
"Sister, I can make a lot of talismans now, when you have time, you come to me, I will draw you whatever talisman you want!" Ma Xiaotian bent down, put his head in front of Liu Zhao, and said as if offering a treasure.
And Liu Zhao seemed to remember something at this time, she subconsciously stretched out her hand and popped a chestnut on Ma Xiaotian's head.
Looking at Ma Xiaotian's sunny and smiling face after the rain, Hu Jiu felt extremely dazzling, he flew up and gently kicked Ma Xiaotian out of Zhaohui Valley.
"I'll definitely come to you when I have time!" Liu Zhao shouted loudly while waving at the cute young man who flew out upside down.
Lian Yi, who had been standing next to him, smiled at Liu Zhao and nodded at Hu Jiu's angry gaze, turned around and flew out of this lively valley.
"Xiao Zhao, what happened just now, how did I get pushed out of the Roselle space?" When Hu Jiu saw that all the monks in Tianyi were gone, he immediately put away his black face, lowered his head, looked at the person who was tightly hugged by him, and complained softly.
"Hu, Hu Jiu, you let go first!" Liu Zhao writhed in Hu Jiu's iron arms, bent on breaking free from the embrace that felt warm and dangerous for her.
"Don't let go! Lao Tzu finally managed to keep the clouds open and see the bright moon, and he will never let you go easily again! Hu Jiu simply clasped his arms and hugged the fragrant and exquisite body fiercely. (To be continued.) )