She was crying, her shoulders staggering, her wet chest, all showed that she was crying, Chu Jinghuan was at a loss, he didn't know how to comfort this girl who had lost her parents since she was a child, at that time, she was only seven years old, such a little girl, how helpless she should be, if it wasn't for saving him, perhaps, she would have been able to meet her mother, no, if it wasn't for saving him, then she would have bumped into Jiang Qing, and he would never see this little girl who haunted her soul again, at this moment, he was very glad that he had delayed her trip back then, He knew that this kind of thinking was selfish, but he didn't regret it, so let himself be selfish.

The two went to Genting Mountain, looked at the old site of the hospital, the fire of the year burned everything, ten years, the original desolate land has been lush, nature once again demonstrated its tolerance of all the bearing, the mother loved pure all her life, but for the world to stay in the world, after her death, the master chose an isolated place for her, in previous years, when the master occasionally took her to travel, she also worshipped, although she did not know that the tomb was lying in her mother's family day and night, The demon slayer found the tomb that the master had set up for her mother, and she knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

"Mother, I'm your little demon, I remember. You have been healing all your life, they have not forgotten you, the little demon is very happy, you can rest in peace. She cried and laughed and talked for a while, until the evening breeze dried her tears, and Savali looked at the people around her.

"Mother, this is Chu Jinghuan." Chu Jinghuan heard this, and knelt down, "It's very good-looking, it's him, he used his beauty to confuse the little demon back then, and the little demon didn't see you for the last time, but don't blame him, if it weren't for him, the little demon would have already gone with you, my daughter likes him very much, of course he also likes his daughter very much, mother, you are over there, you want to bless us." “

Chu Jinghuan heard the demon slayer say the love in his heart for the first time, he was very happy, and solemnly kowtowed three times to the tombstone.

"You are the mother of the little demon, that is, my mother, mother, I love the little demon very much, I love her more than she thinks, give her to me, you can rest assured."

The two worshiped the ancestors, it was late, so they stayed at the inn, the demon Deepavali was really tired this day, she fell asleep quickly, Chu Jinghuan secretly stuffed her snack bag, and applied a hot towel to her red and swollen eyes, stroked the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears, and returned to his room when he was done.

"Sect Master, tomorrow there will be a funeral in Wolong Villa, do you want to avoid it?"

"Jiang Yehan is dead?"

"It's Jiang Qing." Wei Hu was speechless, sect leader, even if you hope that it is Jiang Yehan who dies, you can't say it, this will be known by Miss Tu, hum~

"What's that look on your face?"

"No, the subordinates just wanted the sect leader to work too hard, and they forgot to read this morning's flying pigeon biography."

"It's a bit hard." Chu Jinghuan recalled that the beauty was in her arms, and the warm fragrance of nephrite couldn't help laughing.

His expression frightened Wei Hu, you must know that Wei Hu has followed the sect leader since he was a child, and he has never seen him smile so obscenely, is this possessed? A man in love is so scary~

"Why are you still here?"

This is the question, when will your old man let people go, thinking so in his heart, he doesn't dare, Wei Hu respectfully retreated, huh? What are you doing here?