Chapter 79: Desolation
"I can't believe you, don't you wonder where I got the young master back?"
"Isn't it the Heaven of Food?" Gu Yi was very curious.
"Originally, it was in Shizhongtian, but Mo Yan encountered a little accident when she picked her up, it seemed that the young master's previous enemy was eyeing her, so she sent Mo Yan back to report the news. ”
"What! Mo Yan, that kid, how can he leave the young master and come back alone!"
"That's it, don't you know how to pull the young master in the direction of the sunset tower?"
"Okay, it's useless for you to blame Mo Yan here, according to him, it was the young master who asked him to come back, and he didn't seem to be very worried looking at his expression, so I was puzzled. ”
Lou Xuan interrupted.
"That kid has been cultivating since he sent the young master back last time, and he likes the young master at a glance, so there's no reason to leave the young master and come back alone. ”
"yes, and then?"
Leng Ao was tickled by Lou Xuan's words, and wanted to know what happened later.
"When we find the young master, guess what?"
Lou Xuan deliberately sold a pass here.
"Boss !!"
The crowd was dissatisfied.
"We first found the bodies of two Xuan Sheng, and then followed the footprints to find the young master. ”
"Xuan Sheng! corpse!" Leng Ao gasped.
"Well, there's something that surprises you even more. ”
Lou Xuan slowly took a sip of tea and continued.
"Mo Yan and I watched the young master slap a low-level Xuan Saint to death with one palm. ”
The three Xuan Saints all died extremely miserably, and Lou Xuan didn't explain much, for fear that his four old friends would be frightened.
However, the young master's methods are really ruthless! The killing is decisive, and he is really suitable for leading them and the others in the sunset.
"Really?" Gu Yi was a little skeptical.
"The boss saw it with his own eyes, could it be that there is still a fake? Second brother, you are really going back more and more!"
Leng Ao has always liked to go against Gu Yi, but he doesn't really have any suspicions with him, but he has been twisting and pinching, and he doesn't feel like a gentleman, chasing someone he likes and secretly poking and poking, anyone with a discerning eye can see it, and he still doesn't say it, it's really annoying!
"Second child, you should talk less. Yun Han agreed.
Gu Yi heard Leng Ao's attitude again, and was about to refute, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Liu Yiyi frowning at him, and he shrank his head in his heart, and sat on the chair and stopped talking.
This cold old man! If he encounters trouble in the future, he will definitely not help! Whoever helps is a beast!
Surprised to surprised, after the five of them sighed after Mu Yanxi's cultivation, they also put a lot of heart.
With such a young master, even if the landlord is not there, the sunset building can still deter a lot of people.
Waiting for Mu Yanxi to come back, they began to discuss some of the things that happened in the building recently, and it had been a few hours since the time passed, and someone finally noticed that something was wrong.
"Why hasn't the young master come back yet?"
And over there, after Mu Yanxi passed through the magic circle, it turned out to be a desolate open space!
Looking around again, the familiar palpitations disturbed her brow.
Here it is!
She and her grandfather are at home in Luoli Town!
The small courtyard where she and her grandfather spent six years safely!
Nothing! Nothing! Nothing but land!
"Grandpa!"
All the way to the path where they had confronted the mysterious man along the traces of the flames, the hidden path that was still dense and overgrown with trees and weeds was now bare, and the cold wind blew, and the air was filled with a bleak atmosphere.
Mu Yanxi's eyes were red, and she was crazy looking for any clues that could find her grandfather, but there was nothing!
"Grandpa, where are you?"
One after another, he gradually became hoarse in despair.
His cheeks were full of tears, his eyes were scarlet, and the glimmer of hope in his head was gradually crumbling at the edge of the cliff.
"The hosts. ”
A granny voice pulled her back from her desperate situation.
The small white-haired ball slowly flew out of the pocket of her clothes and landed on her shoulder, the small pink paw hugged Mu Yanxi's neck, and her voice was choked.
"Master, don't cry, as soon as you cry, the ball wants to cry too. ”
"Grandpa will be fine, the master won't cry~"
While comforting, he rubbed his tears on Mu Yanxi's neck, muttering, milky in his milk.