Ling Yu looked at the woman curled up on the ground in front of her, frowning slightly.

The white bone old man frowned and looked at the woman on the ground, could it really be that he was wrong?

Mo Yao is a disciple he has carefully cultivated, and thanks to this woman's tenacity, forbearance, and can learn the method of concealing the aura.

If Mo Yao died, he would have to lose a lot of help to cultivate another person, but it would take more than ten or twenty years, and he really didn't have the heart to wait.

He immediately stopped manipulating and snorted coldly: "Hmph, don't let the teacher find out that you have betrayed me, otherwise you will be worse off than dead." ”

Mo Yao was in pain, and he didn't even want to speak, but he had to say respectfully: "Master, please believe the apprentice, maybe someone planted the blame." ”

The woman's voice was very soft, but it made the old man frown.

After a moment, Mo Yao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She said weakly: "Master, if the blueprints are still in the hands of the Hades Emperor Sect, the other party just wants us to take the lead and take the opportunity to put aside the relationship with the treasure map, and no one will think about them anymore." Furthermore, if the drawings really disappear, it is very likely that someone else planted the blame on our Gu Gate, so as to reap the benefits of the fisherman. ”

Bai Gu Lao Dao didn't speak, but obviously listened to Mo Yao's words.

He didn't say much more, and ordered: "You are good to stay here, and go to the Canglan Sect for the teacher." ”

Mo Yao nodded in response: "The disciple obeys orders." ”

Seeing a group of people coming in a hurry and leaving in a hurry, Mo Yao frowned slightly.

When everyone left, her figure fell to the ground, like a helpless little pitiful, and the whole person curled up in a ball.

It's cold, it's cold......

It's as cold as an abyss hell......

This dark day will soon be over, as long as she has the treasure map as a bargaining chip, Fan'er will be saved.

As for her, it doesn't matter if she lives or not.

There is nothing in this world that makes her nostalgic, and in her memory, even her father and mother have become blurred.

Her father and mother were busy all day long when she was young, and when she was nine years old, they both left, and she never enjoyed any warmth in her life.

Perhaps, she should not have come to this world.

Mo Yao's face was pale, her tears had dried up a few years ago, and now she can neither laugh nor cry, and her life has no meaning.

Or a figure appeared in her mind, Mo Yao's eyes changed slightly, and that half-demon was so stupid to save her a useless person.

Suddenly, at this moment, a figure fell in front of him.

"Why do you look like you're dying every time I see you?"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Yao was stunned.

Mo Yao's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, because the injured relationship weakened, she didn't even notice when this person appeared in her room.

She looked at the half-demon in front of her, her mouth moving slightly.

It's just an ordinary sentence, but it sounds like it makes people want to cry, as if all kinds of grievances are about to pour out.

——

Her father and mother were busy all day long when she was young, and when she was nine years old, they both left, and she never enjoyed any warmth in her life.

Perhaps, she should not have come to this world.

Mo Yao's face was pale, her tears had dried up a few years ago, and now she can neither laugh nor cry, and her life has no meaning.

Or a figure appeared in her mind, Mo Yao's eyes changed slightly, and she was also that half-demon.