"Qinghe."

Ji Xin walked to Ji Mo Qinghe's side, Ji Mo Qinghe stood up, looked at her bright eyes very seriously, a thousand words were in his heart, and after a while, he raised his hand to comb the sideburns in his ears for Ji Xin.

"I live up to it in this life."

He spoke softly and firmly.

Live up to you, and live up to myself, salary, life in the world, karma reincarnation numerology, we have seen too many lives that can't see tomorrow, too much grief, remorse and helplessness, don't leave, don't give up. Jimo Qinghe said repeatedly in his heart.

He has always been kind and gentle, with the appearance of an immortal, when there is so much reluctance and attachment in his eyes, Ji Xin looked at him, only to feel that he suddenly couldn't hear any sound in his ears.

"I live up to it in this life."

The salary is spoken word by word.

Ji Moqing and the corners of his lips hooked up a smile, and then took Ji Xin's hand and pulled out the soft sword.

"Let's go. Let's go out. ”

Outside the entrance of the cave, Su Kuishou and Lei Sheng stood outside, the miasma was thick, and Su Kuishou's face gradually slowed down.

"No one has come out for so long, have you gone crazy and died?"

He ordered Lei Sheng.

"Go ahead and see what's going on inside?"

Lei Sheng stood behind Su Kui.

"Yes."

He lifted the long knife in his hand, looked at Su Kuishou's back, and a trace of coldness suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Since the patriarch has this in mind, why don't you go in and take a look yourself?"

At this moment, a voice came from the entrance of the cave, and Su Kui looked at it, that is, Mo Qing and the Hundred Blades Monarch who was holding a cold light that was exuding, and the people on the side were expressionless, and the people behind them didn't seem to be injured.

"How so?"

Su Kui opened his mouth in disbelief.

"Jimo Qinghe? You actually came to Yuqin? ”

"Patriarch, I haven't seen you for many years, but your demeanor is still the same."

Jimo Qinghe spoke indifferently.

"Where's your master?"

Su Kui suddenly felt a chill, and Mo Qinghe's hand holding the sword squeezed tighter.

"He's dead?"

Su Kui saw that no one answered, his body shook twice, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Jimo Qinghe, you even dare to kill your master? You villain who has lost his conscience! ”

"Lost conscience?"

Ji Xin's eyes were like sharp blades, and he mocked coldly.

"When the patriarch regarded my father's life as a mustard, why didn't he say the words "lose his conscience?"

"Your father?"

Su Kuitou pointed at her.

"The inheritance of the clan motto, the holy daughter of the witch doctor clan will be the shadow guard, and guard the Haotian monarch to the death, why should my daughter give up her life for a person she never knows! I protect my children, what's wrong! But you ......."

He was full of disdain.

"You have been a prince and nobleman since birth, and you enjoy the best things in the world, and you will only let others sacrifice for you, what qualifications do you have to teach me!"

Jimo Qinghe's body was filled with a cold breath of silence.

"Before the master died, he said that he was atoning for himself and the witch doctor clan."

"Atonement?"

Su Kui's voice gradually deepened.

"No, I've never done anything wrong."

"You put a physically weak man in danger of losing his life for the sake of your glory and wealth, do you dare to say that you have never done anything wrong!"

Su Ye, who was being held by Shuoge, suddenly spoke, he was a little weak, but his words were extremely fierce.

"You, what are you talking about?"

Su Kuishou's expression suddenly became flustered.

"The witch doctor clan has been out of healers for a long time, right? You don't have the power to heal and save people! ”

The more he talked, the more angry he became, that is, Mo Qinghe looked at Su Kui's head and confused, and suddenly remembered his master's words before he died, and atoned for the sins of the whole clan......

"What nonsense are you talking about! My witch doctor clan has practiced medicine for generations, how can I not know how to heal? ”

Su Kuitou shouted.

Su Ye held on to his injured shoulder and took a step forward.

"If there is no blood of Yan Angui, what incurable diseases can the witch doctor clan cure? Even you, the patriarch of the witch doctor clan, can only use poison, but Yan Angui, is he a member of your witch doctor clan, he is already weak like that, and you still force him! ”