Qing Ling asked Emperor Hao for his decree and hurried to Chongwu Mountain with Luo Yao.

After a few years of absence, since Yuan Qing passed away, Qingling has never returned to Chongwu. And this time he returned to his homeland, but it was to bid farewell to a senior brother.

Qing Ling's heart seemed to sink into the abyss, and he was no longer able to take care of the surrounding things.

The imperial public opinion escorted by the forbidden army slowly stopped outside the Huaqing Palace.

Qing Ling looked through the window and saw the elder brother Chenyue who was haggard and standing alone, and remembered the first time he returned to Chongwu as an emperor, the five senior brothers with wide robes and wide sleeves and a clear posture, standing behind the master to greet him with a smile, and couldn't help but have red circles in his eyes.

Changed......

Changed.

Chenyue stepped forward to meet Qingling Luoyao, "Little six, little seven." ”

I haven't seen him for a few years, and his demeanor and speech are as steady and decent as before, but there is a state of vicissitudes of fatigue in his eyes.

Qing Ling threw himself into his senior brother's arms as he had when he was young, and choked up, "Senior brother." ”

Chenyue was also sad, but said with a smile on the surface: "They are all married big girls, why are they still the same as when they were children?" ”

He looked up at Luo Yao behind Qing Ling, "Little Liu, this girl, didn't let you suffer too much, did you?" ”

When Luo Yao and Qing Ling got married, he did not invite his mother, nor did he invite Chongwu and others. In his heart, whether it is his mother, his master or brother, they are all people he really values and cares about, and it is precisely because of this that he does not have the courage to let them witness a fake wedding that Qingling called "fake acting".

And Qing Ling also had the same idea and acquiesced to Luo Yao's arrangement.

At this moment, when she heard Chenyue mention her marriage, she couldn't help but look slightly pale and said with red eyes: "Senior brother, what are you talking about?" I'm a senior sister, okay? Where is there a senior sister who bullies a junior brother? ”

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When I arrived at Tangting, the mood that was originally a little gloomy sank again.

In the red and enchanting vine canal and begonia bushes, a snow-white silver-leaved autumn pear blooms quietly, indicating that in the sacred mountain of Chongwu, a new disciple has been buried.

Chen Yue stopped in front of the court and said to Qing Ling and Luo Yao: "Master has spent a lot of cultivation in order to help the fifth junior brother heal his injuries in the past few years, and his body is not as good as before. When you see him later, try to say something happy and don't make him sad again. ”

Entering the inner hall, I saw Mo Qian, dressed in white clothes and white hair, sitting on the main seat in the center, and the third senior brother Ling Feng supported the unconscious Li Zhong and sat aside.

Li Zhong's younger siblings had been staying in Chongwu to take care of their brother, but only the disciples of the Tang Ting could enter and leave the inner hall, and this time the people gathered in the sect had nothing to do with outsiders, so the two of them had to stay in Yuefeng and entrust Li Zhong to Ling Feng's care.

Luo Yao hesitated at the door of the inner hall for a moment, remembering that Mo Qian had expelled himself from the Chongwu Sect after the Gan Yuan Conference, and he couldn't decide whether he could enter or not, but he saw Mo Qian gently raise his eyes and said in his direction: "Come in." ”

And they were seated.

Qing Ling looked at the master who had obviously lost weight, his nose was sore, and he remembered the advice of the senior brother before entering the door, controlled his emotions, called "Master" softly, and turned to Ling Feng again, "Third senior brother." ”

Luo Yao also saluted one by one.

Mo Qian's expression was as cold as before, and he said indifferently: "Zhenglang's death was not an accident. He has half Terran blood and has lived for more than 800 years, which is the limit. You don't have to grieve too much. ”

He slowly took out a puppet from his arms, "Before Zhenglang passed away, he still had something to say to you, so he left this puppet." ”

After speaking, he threw the puppet to the hall, and his right hand focused on it, injecting divine power into it.

The puppet grew and took on a human form, and sat cross-legged on the ground. The figure below the shoulders is not yet formal, but the beard and appearance are exactly the same as Zhenglang, and his expression is kind and smiling, as if he himself is sitting in front of everyone.

The puppet opened its mouth and uttered a low whisper that seemed to be dying: "Master, there is no need to alarm the senior brother and the third junior brother...... That's it, that's it. ”

Then he closed his eyes again, opened them again, as if he had opened some spell, and said leisurely: "Senior brother, I have worked very hard over the years, and I, the second junior brother, should have helped to share the burden, but unfortunately I lack ability and people are clumsy, so I am afraid that I will disappoint my senior brother." ”

He paused and continued: "I remember that when I first joined Chongwu, I was still an ignorant and ignorant child, and Senior Brother, who was already a tall and tall boy with a good cultivation, led me to practice in the earth forest every day. I'm not a smart kid, I always have to work harder to learn things than others, but fortunately, I have been favored by God and have the best brother in the world. Since I was a child, Master has always been an unattainable existence for me, and I never had the luxury of hoping to be able to compete with him one day, and my only wish in life is to become a person like Senior Brother......"

"Zhenglang" is slow and gentle, as if caught in the reminiscence of a distant youth. The morning moon on the side has already wet her green shirt with tears.

"Later, the third junior brother also came to Chongwu." The puppet continued: "I was secretly excited in my heart at that time, thinking that I had finally become a senior brother, and in the future, I would have to guide and love him well like Senior Brother Chenyue. But Senior Brother Ling Feng is a smart and hardworking child, and in a few years, he can easily defeat me. I'm a senior brother, hehe, I really don't know whether to be happy or depressed. ”

After a pause, "The third junior disciple has a strong temperament, and he usually doesn't smile, he looks cold, Li Zhong and Qing Ling were very afraid of him when they were young. But I understand that the junior brother is just too resolute and direct, and he doesn't know how to speak in a roundabout way, and after suffering a few losses, he would rather keep his mouth shut and become silent. Brother, do you remember when you were a child, you would follow me all day long and talk non-stop? I actually want to make you live like that all the time......"

Ling Feng helped Li Zhong and sat with his back straight, but his head gradually lowered, hiding the painful look on his face.

"Li Zhong shouldn't have woken up at this time, right? I'm useless as a senior brother, and I can't help him with anything. I'm afraid that the puppet made by the last bit of divine consciousness won't last long, and I won't be able to leave anything for him. ”

"Zhenglang" was silent for a moment and smiled, "Fortunately, Xiao Wu is an open-minded child, and when he wakes up, he won't see the second senior brother, so it's good to cry for one time at most, and I have nothing to worry about...... Xiaoliu, it should be more sad...... That child is the most affectionate, when the fourth senior brother went, she was so sad, "paused, as if Qing Ling was in front of him, and added a bit of helplessness and apology to his tone, "In the future, the second senior brother will no longer be able to make you good food......"

Qing Ling raised his hand to cover his mouth, trying his best to suppress the choking that swelled up in his throat.

As Zhenglang said, in terms of cultivation ability, he is not as good as many people under Chongwu, and he is a little clumsy in his words and actions, even if he has a good heart, he wants to maintain and help his junior brothers and sisters everywhere, but he is often unable to do so. He understands his shortcomings, so he gradually shifts his focus to taking care of housekeeping, managing the diet and daily life, and trying his best to support his younger siblings in life.

Qing Ling has been a gluttonous cat since he was a child, and he loves to chase after the second senior brother to eat. Zhenglang, like the rest of Chongwu, loves this youngest sister very much, and cooks food for her in different ways.

"Still, it's okay,"

The puppet smiled leisurely, "The person who the junior sister married is the seventh junior brother." Xiao Qi's child is the smartest and witty one of the people I know, and he is also very good to Xiao Liu. I still remember that in the past, Xiaoliu was grounded by the master, and the junior brother found me, learned to make Xiaoliu's favorite snacks, sent it to her, and lied to her that it was something given by the emperor. Hehe, so Xiao Liu married Xiao Qi, I am very relieved. I also left a copy of the recipe for lemon fragrant pork ribs, if the junior sister loses her temper in the future, make this for her to eat, and she will definitely be able to make her happy......"

His tone turned slightly lower, as if sighing, "When they got married, they didn't be able to go and see it, and I always felt that I had some regrets in my heart......"

When Qing Ling heard this, he couldn't hold back his emotions anymore, put the back of his hand on his face, got up and ran out.

She ran into the begonia bushes, crouched down and buried her head in her lap, and began to cry bitterly.

It is true that the second senior brother is Shouyuan to the limit, but if it weren't for the fact that the matter of Casting Dingtai implicated Yuan Qing and Li Zhong in death and injury, which made him sad and ill, perhaps, he would not have left so soon......

If the master hadn't been depleted day and night to renew Li Zhong's life, perhaps, he would have been able to find some way to prolong Zhenglang's life......

At least, if it weren't for her choices and actions, he wouldn't have so many regrets when he left......

Qing Ling folded his arms, turned all the guilt and pain into tears, and cried out.

I don't know how long it took, Luo Yao slowly walked to her side, leaned over and hugged her, and comforted: "Don't cry." Have you forgotten what the elder brother told? ”

Qing Ling sobbed and said, "If it weren't for me, Second Senior Brother wouldn't have left so early, and he would definitely be able to live for a long time......" wiped away his tears, and suddenly gritted his teeth, "One day, I will kill Mo Ninghao!" Kill Mu Han! ”

Luo Yao raised his hand to wipe her tears, and brushed a few strands of wet hair behind her ears, while saying: "Kill them, there will be other enemies, instead of thinking about revenge, you should think about how to stay away from danger, protect yourself, and spend more time with the people you really care about." ”

Qing Ling was enraged by Luo Yao's words, and stood up with him aside, raised his eyes to meet his scorching eyes, and suddenly remembered the words left by the second senior brother just now, and his arrogance weakened a little, and a series of hurtful words only turned into a short sentence "I want you to take care of it!" ”

Luo Yao was not annoyed, and wiped her tears again, "I just want you to have a comfortable life." After a pause, "If you are not in a hurry to return to Lingxiao City, you can stay in Chongwu for a while longer and accompany Master." ”

Qingling has this intention, and he is as good as a stream.

The two then moved into their former residences on Huaqing Peak and lived. Luo Yao used puppetry to make some waiters again, and served everyone in the mountains as before, eating and living, which made Chongwu, who had been cold for several years, suddenly a little more popular.

Qing Ling wanted to get close to the master, but he always felt that the master was very disappointed in himself because of the incident of the last casting of the Dingtai, so he always felt a little estranged in his heart, and he didn't dare to be as coquettish as before.

Having lived in Chongwu for more than 300 years, she is well aware of the strangeness of her fellow disciples to the struggle for power, and she also understands that it may be difficult for them to understand their environment and helplessness. Just as the second senior brother willingly believes that it is a good thing for her to marry her junior brother, but she does not understand the many conspiracies behind this marriage at all......

She longed to be Chongwu's Xiaoliu again, but she felt as if she had already lost that qualification.