Yi Junhao hugged the old bustard, and said helplessly, "I knew today, why bother at the beginning." The cause of your own sowing will have to be ended and borne by yourself. ”

The old bustard seemed to have no power to say more, so he only took out a bright yellow sachet from his body with difficulty and put it in Yi Junhao's hand, and opened and closed his mouth weakly.

When Yi Junhao saw it, he instinctively leaned down and put one ear to her lips, wanting to hear her last words clearly.

At this moment, the old bustard suddenly caught a glimpse of Yi Junhao, who was leaning down, and the red mole hidden behind his ear in a position that she had been familiar with all her life and could no longer be familiar with, and her eyes suddenly widened in surprise.

"What do you want to say?" Yi Junhao leaned down and asked softly in his ear.

However, the old bustard suddenly stretched out his hand, raised all the greatest strength he had left at this time, grabbed one of Yi Junhao's shoulders tightly, and said very weakly and excitedly, "Hao'er, my son, my Hao'er......"

Yi Junhao leaned over and listened for a long time, he was sure that he had done his best, and after listening to these words, he slowly got up and left her ear. The bustard's voice was too weak for him to make sure he was hearing.

Suddenly, his warm and charming peach blossom eyes looked at the bright yellow sachet that he was holding tightly in his hand, and wanted to try to reconfirm the last words of the dying man in front of him, and said, "You said that this sachet is for ... Hao'er, right? Who is Hao'er, is he a boy, is he your son? Or is it someone else in you? Is he in Nan'an? ”

However, the old bustard had long since stopped responding to him, and had been staring at him as if he had stopped breathing, but his pale face was full of a satisfied smile, as if he had no regrets in this life.

Yi Junhao couldn't hear it for a long time, and then moved from the sachet to her eyes in a blink of an eye, only to find that the old bustard had passed away.

For a while, for some reason, he suddenly became a little inexplicably sad. I saw him sigh softly as if he was very sorry, and then slowly reached out to help her close her eyes. Swearing: "Don't worry! This sachet, this son will definitely find a way to help you find the owner. ”

However, as soon as the words fell, he was once again stunned by the face that reappeared in front of him like an incredible gorgeous corpse transformation.

Although after the Ice Beauty Gu was broken, he had already foreshadowed this shocking change in the Gu Refining Man in advance, and even said that he should have some expectations, what did such a vicious woman look like when she was young? I saw that his eyes widened instantly, and he couldn't believe what he saw with his own eyes at this time, "How could it be, how could it be your ......" After a while, he finally woke up and said in surprise.

Indeed, as Yi Junhao said, the old bustard in front of him who had indeed lost his breath really faded away from his bloated state and the weather-beaten face that had been ruthlessly carved by the years.

Her face and graceful posture really returned to a person, the best youth in her life, the eighteen-year-old water and spirit.

But this face is obviously Yi Junhao, who will never forget it for the rest of his life

Remember, it is the face of the most gentle and kind nurse in the world, and he is surprised and happy in his heart at this time.

It turned out that the old bustard in Wanjiao Pavilion, the top poison Gu master from Nan'an, was the nurse he hadn't seen for a long time.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand all the ruthless things that had happened to her over the years.

Back then, it was precisely because of his father and mother that his nurse left her hometown with resentment and left her homeland in Nan'an.

Hatred ravaged her day and night, until she met the scheming, sinister and cunning Tuoba Ze, and was bewitched and used by him, one wrong step at a time, and finally became what she is today, until she was cornered and died in a foreign land.

Yi Junhao stared at her face silently, her face was full and ruddy, and she looked as if she was asleep.

Yi Junhao held the sachet tightly in his hand with one hand, and hugged the old bustard in his arms with the other hand, letting it lean against the side closest to his heart, between his solid and warm chest.

He slowly closed his eyes, and suddenly saw two lines of late tears flowing quietly down the corners of his eyes.

He embraced her quietly, bathed in a rare piece of warm sun, and the golden sunlight sprinkled on them through the gaps in the shade of the trees, as if to bring them back to his childhood, when the nurse gently hugged her, basking in the sun in the yard, teasing him, and humming the ballad that the nurse had sung only for him.

Yi Junhao closed his eyes and couldn't help but cry and hummed softly, "Little doll, round and round, eat more, grow up quickly, marry a girl, and enter the house." Between heaven and earth, all things are born, all things are born, and a hundred grasses grow. I am affectionate, you concubine, I save people, you make medicine, be a couple, live Bodhisattva ......"

After a while, he choked up and apologized again and again, "Nurse, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all Hao'er's fault, but it's you who suffers......"

His heart was full of mixed feelings at this time, and although she was tight-lipped about everything he asked about her past, and did not want to say a word about it, he could not ask any more, even if it was one more, she might not have left this world so desperately.

At this moment, Yi Junhao thought to herself: At the last moment of her life, she knew that the person who was by her side and sent her away was her Hao'er, what about me?

……

In the willow forest not far away, after a fierce battle, all the Northern Lieliu Kou had been successfully taken down by Cheng Liang's men and horses.

Only the leader of the guards and Cheng Liang were left, still holding their swords tightly in their hands, striking each other one after another. Both of them are very clever and agile in swordsmanship, and they are both fighting with all their might. The two swords struck each other, their voices buzzed, and the sword light was terrifying, and at this time, I don't know how many rounds had passed.

Suddenly, the leader didn't seem to have reacted yet, only to hear a loud sound, and Cheng Liang had already taken himself