"Why are you helping me?!" Chu Cha asked, his scarlet eyes glowing sharply, sweeping away the untimely charm caused by the proximity of the two.

"Because, ah......" Mingyu slowly spoke, he unconsciously tilted his head slightly when he spoke, his long silver hair poured down, his eyes unconsciously understood, and his handsome face was misty, revealing a bit of reminiscence.

Something flashed through his mind.

The hand unconsciously pinched tighter and tighter in the wide sleeves of the robe, gradually turning white, and gradually the green tendons burst out.

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"My life will be exhausted ......"

The first time Mingyu heard the Great Heavenly Master say this was three years ago, when he was only twenty-five years old, and the Great Dao had just been completed, and he had just obtained the qualification to go down the mountain and take care of some of the properties of the Qing Yu Sect.

On that day, before Qingyu left, he was summoned by his master to practice it again to his venerable teacher, Venerable Qingyu, in order to repay his kindness, however, on that day, he unexpectedly came across a picture that he would never forget in this life.

Then, when he had all things ready, he went back into the council chamber as usual.

It was obviously early in the morning, but the hall was dark and terrible, the incandescent lamp was not turned on, only a few red candles were lit, and as Mingyu opened the door, it shook weakly.

His master sat in the middle of the hall, on a rosewood carved chair, his head bowed, his whole face buried in the darkness, and he saw only a pair of old eyes, which moved from time to time. The whole person looked haggard and shriveled. There is no fairy wind bone in normal life.

"Disciple Mingyu, meet the Great Heavenly Master." Mingyu couldn't help but feel that her lips were tightened, and she was also extremely puzzled in her heart.

"You're here......" The Great Celestial Master opened his mouth hidden in the darkness and said slowly, his voice as weak as a mosquito and a fly, as if an old man who was terminally ill and in his last years was about to die in the next second.

This is, what's wrong?

Mingyu approached Qingyu Venerable uneasily, and said in a worried tone: "Master, what's wrong with you...... Sick? ”

Before the words fell, the door behind him slammed shut, and the Qingyu in front of him, who couldn't see his face clearly with his head down, instantly raised his head.

What kind of withered face is that?

The big eyeballs hung fragile on a skinny face, the cheekbones of the cheeks bulged out extremely high due to thinness, the chapped lips slowly opened, as if it was very laborious to say a word, and his body was covered by a loose Dao Break, and the exposed part of his neck and arms were skinny, very terrifying.

And at this time, the brilliance is as if the fairy Mingyu is standing here, and in contrast, the old man sitting on the carved chair is simply as filthy as a maggot.

"Master, what are you ......" Mingyu looked stunned, his tone couldn't be calm, how did his immortal wind and childish face become like this?

"Birth, old age, sickness and death...... Qingyu said lightly, hearing that Mingyu's ears were becoming more and more uncomfortable, his heart was a little sad, and he wanted to say a few more words, then Qingyu spoke again: "Do you know how old you have lived for the teacher?" ”

"Three hundred...... Three hundred and nineteen years old. ”

"Do you know what era this is......

"Modern...... It is also the era of the end of the law. ”

"Do you know how many years you have been managing this sect as a teacher?"

"According to the uncles and uncles, since the previous generation of sect masters delegated power to Yunyou, you have taken over the Qingyu Sect for two hundred years......"

"Ha, haha, ha......" Qingyu smiled, her shoulders trembled naturally with the laughter, but the laughter was weak and hoarse, and the trembling of her shoulders was also very small: "It is worthy of being my closed disciple, you answered well, not bad......" Then he changed his words and said: "Then you must also know that in our Qingyu Sect, and even in the entire Heavenly Empire, all the jurisdictional guardian families, exorcist families, sects, etc. have an ultimate task." ”

"Helping people to cross people...... Mingyu first opened his mouth, then thought about it and said: "Crossing the spirit." ”

"Yes, crossing the spirit, leading the lost souls of the world into the netherworld, this is the mission that every warlock from the world must complete, there are too many lost ghosts in this world, fallen ghosts, wandering ghosts, and even monsters and spirits that wander the world, these are the objects we want to extradite......"

"Master...... Why? Mingyu was very puzzled, why did he revisit those things that belonged to common sense, what did he sell well?

"Look at ......" was full of questions in Mingyu

"Why are you helping me?!" Chu Cha asked, his scarlet eyes glowing sharply, sweeping away the untimely charm caused by the proximity of the two.

"Because, ah......" Mingyu slowly spoke, he unconsciously tilted his head slightly when he spoke, his long silver hair poured down, his eyes unconsciously understood, and his handsome face was misty, revealing a bit of reminiscence.

Something flashed through his mind.

The hand unconsciously pinched tighter and tighter in the wide sleeves of the robe, gradually turning white, and gradually the green tendons burst out.

#####################愉快分割#

"My life will be exhausted ......"

The first time Mingyu heard the Great Heavenly Master say this was three years ago, when he was only twenty-five years old, and the Great Dao had just been completed, and he had just obtained the qualification to go down the mountain and take care of some of the properties of the Qing Yu Sect.

On that day, before Qingyu left, he was summoned by his master to practice it again to his venerable teacher, Venerable Qingyu, in order to repay his kindness, however, on that day, he unexpectedly came across a picture that he would never forget in this life.

Then, when he had all things ready, he went back into the council chamber as usual.

It was obviously early in the morning, but the hall was dark and terrible, the incandescent lamp was not turned on, only a few red candles were lit, and as Mingyu opened the door, it shook weakly.

His master sat in the middle of the hall, on a rosewood carved chair, his head bowed, his whole face buried in the darkness, and he saw only a pair of old eyes, which moved from time to time. The whole person looked haggard and shriveled. There is no fairy wind bone in normal life.

"Disciple Mingyu, meet the Great Heavenly Master." Mingyu couldn't help but feel that her lips were tightened, and she was also extremely puzzled in her heart.

"You're here......" The Great Celestial Master opened his mouth hidden in the darkness and said slowly, his voice as weak as a mosquito and a fly, as if an old man who was terminally ill and in his last years was about to die in the next second.

This is, what's wrong?

Mingyu approached Qingyu Venerable uneasily, and said in a worried tone: "Master, what's wrong with you...... Sick? ”

Before the words fell, the door behind him slammed shut, and the Qingyu in front of him, who couldn't see his face clearly with his head down, instantly raised his head.

What kind of withered face is that?

The big eyeballs hung fragile on a skinny face, the cheekbones of the cheeks bulged out extremely high due to thinness, the chapped lips slowly opened, as if it was very laborious to say a word, and his body was covered by a loose Dao Break, and the exposed part of his neck and arms were skinny, very terrifying.

And at this time, the brilliance is as if the fairy Mingyu is standing here, and in contrast, the old man sitting on the carved chair is simply as filthy as a maggot.

"Master, what are you ......" Mingyu looked stunned, his tone couldn't be calm, how did his immortal wind and childish face become like this?

"Birth, old age, sickness and death...... Qingyu said lightly, hearing that Mingyu's ears were becoming more and more uncomfortable, his heart was a little sad, and he wanted to say a few more words, then Qingyu spoke again: "Do you know how old you have lived for the teacher?" ”

"Three hundred...... Three hundred and nineteen years old. ”

"Do you know what era this is......

"Modern...... It is also the era of the end of the law. ”

"Do you know how many years you have been managing this sect as a teacher?"

"According to the uncles and uncles, since the previous generation of sect masters delegated power to Yunyou, you have taken over the Qingyu Sect for two hundred years......"

"Ha, haha, ha......" Qingyu smiled, her shoulders trembled naturally with the laughter, but the laughter was weak and hoarse, and the trembling of her shoulders was also very small: "It is worthy of being my closed disciple, you answered well, not bad......" Then he changed his words and said: "Then you must also know that in our Qingyu Sect, and even in the entire Heavenly Empire, all the jurisdictional guardian families, exorcist families, sects, etc. have an ultimate task." ”

"Helping people to cross people...... Mingyu first opened his mouth, then thought about it and said: "Crossing the spirit." ”

"Yes, crossing the spirit, leading the lost souls of the world into the netherworld, this is the mission that every warlock from the world must complete, there are too many lost ghosts in this world, fallen ghosts, wandering ghosts, and even monsters and spirits that wander the world, these are the objects we want to extradite......"

"Master...... Why? Mingyu was very puzzled, why did he revisit those things that belonged to common sense, what did he sell well?

"Look at ......" was full of questions in Mingyu

"Why are you helping me?!" Chu Cha asked, his scarlet eyes glowing sharply, sweeping away the untimely charm caused by the proximity of the two.

"Because, ah......" Mingyu slowly spoke, he unconsciously tilted his head slightly when he spoke, his long silver hair poured down, his eyes unconsciously understood, and his handsome face was misty, revealing a bit of reminiscence.

Something flashed through his mind.

The hand unconsciously pinched tighter and tighter in the wide sleeves of the robe, gradually turning white, and gradually the green tendons burst out.

#####################愉快分割#

"My life will be exhausted ......"

The first time Mingyu heard the Great Heavenly Master say this was three years ago, when he was only twenty-five years old, and the Great Dao had just been completed, and he had just obtained the qualification to go down the mountain and take care of some of the properties of the Qing Yu Sect.

On that day, before Qingyu left, he was summoned by his master to practice it again to his venerable teacher, Venerable Qingyu, in order to repay his kindness, however, on that day, he unexpectedly came across a picture that he would never forget in this life.

Then, when he had all things ready, he went back into the council chamber as usual.

It was obviously early in the morning, but the hall was dark and terrible, the incandescent lamp was not turned on, only a few red candles were lit, and as Mingyu opened the door, it shook weakly.

His master sat in the middle of the hall, on a rosewood carved chair, his head bowed, his whole face buried in the darkness, and he saw only a pair of old eyes, which moved from time to time. The whole person looked haggard and shriveled. There is no fairy wind bone in normal life.

"Disciple Mingyu, meet the Great Heavenly Master." Mingyu couldn't help but feel that her lips were tightened, and she was also extremely puzzled in her heart.

"You're here......" The Great Celestial Master opened his mouth hidden in the darkness and said slowly, his voice as weak as a mosquito and a fly, as if an old man who was terminally ill and in his last years was about to die in the next second.

This is, what's wrong?

Mingyu approached Qingyu Venerable uneasily, and said in a worried tone: "Master, what's wrong with you...... Sick? ”

Before the words fell, the door behind him slammed shut, and the Qingyu in front of him, who couldn't see his face clearly with his head down, instantly raised his head.

What kind of withered face is that?

The big eyeballs hung fragile on a skinny face, the cheekbones of the cheeks bulged out extremely high due to thinness, the chapped lips slowly opened, as if it was very laborious to say a word, and his body was covered by a loose Dao Break, and the exposed part of his neck and arms were skinny, very terrifying.

And at this time, the brilliance is as if the fairy Mingyu is standing here, and in contrast, the old man sitting on the carved chair is simply as filthy as a maggot.

"Master, what are you ......" Mingyu looked stunned, his tone couldn't be calm, how did his immortal wind and childish face become like this?

"Birth, old age, sickness and death...... Qingyu said lightly, hearing that Mingyu's ears were becoming more and more uncomfortable, his heart was a little sad, and he wanted to say a few more words, then Qingyu spoke again: "Do you know how old you have lived for the teacher?" ”

"Three hundred...... Three hundred and nineteen years old. ”

"Do you know what era this is......

"Modern...... It is also the era of the end of the law. ”

"Do you know how many years you have been managing this sect as a teacher?"

"According to the uncles and uncles, since the previous generation of sect masters delegated power to Yunyou, you have taken over the Qingyu Sect for two hundred years......"

"Ha, haha, ha......" Qingyu smiled, her shoulders trembled naturally with the laughter, but the laughter was weak and hoarse, and the trembling of her shoulders was also very small: "It is worthy of being my closed disciple, you answered well, not bad......" Then he changed his words and said: "Then you must also know that in our Qingyu Sect, and even in the entire Heavenly Empire, all the jurisdictional guardian families, exorcist families, sects, etc. have an ultimate task." ”

"Helping people to cross people...... Mingyu first opened his mouth, then thought about it and said: "Crossing the spirit." ”

"Yes, crossing the spirit, leading the lost souls of the world into the netherworld, this is the mission that every warlock from the world must complete, there are too many lost ghosts in this world, fallen ghosts, wandering ghosts, and even monsters and spirits that wander the world, these are the objects we want to extradite......"

"Master...... Why? Mingyu was very puzzled, why did he revisit those things that belonged to common sense, what did he sell well?

"Look at ......" was full of questions in Mingyu