Ahem, be dignified, serious, serious, it's not easy for the elderly, you can't be cranky!

……

"Huh? You've all arrived, and it's good. ”

The girl's cool voice sounded behind her.

"Sensen!" Mu Ye's eyes lit up, "Are you okay?" ”

Mu Sensen took a step back, avoiding her overly enthusiastic brother.

"I'm fine."

Mu Ye looked at her, indeed, except that his face was a little paler and his cheeks were a little thinner, there was not much change.

The eyes are still bright, the lips are still rosy, and they are still as beautiful as flowers.

He was overjoyed, and finally realized something.

“…… Who are you holding in your arms? ”

Mu Tian also wanted to ask.

Didn't you say that Mu Sensen was sick?

Is this what it looks like to be sick? It's a lot of life.

What sick girl can hold a heavy person for so long without even panting?

He couldn't do it anyway.

Mu Sensen was holding a woman in his arms.

A woman wearing a white robe with beautiful facial features. She closed her eyes, and her cloud-like black hair fell from the crook of Mu Sensen's hand, looking peaceful and sleeping.

"Well, I'll talk to you later." Mu Sensen was not in the mood to explain now, and looked back, "Sanqi, you hurry up." ”

Seven or eight meters behind him, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy walked slowly in a wheelchair.

The young man had a handsome face, but there was frost on his face, as if he was owed millions.

After being urged, he glanced at Mu Sensen coldly, and his face became colder and smellier.

He simply stopped, took out a black umbrella from the back of his wheelchair, and slowly stretched it out to block the head of the man in the wheelchair.

"What's the hurry? Isn't this the time to arrive? ”

"Of course it's urgent. Cremation is also an auspicious time. ”

Fire...... Change?

…… Who is cremated?

Mu Tian Muye and Gong Baoxiang's eyes glanced back and forth at the woman in Mu Sensen's arms and the wheelchair pushed by Sanqi.

Sanqi noticed this gaze, and glared back fiercely, "It's not my master, right?" ”

Mu Ye furrowed his brows, "Isn't Pei Ji seriously ill?" People haven't woken up yet, have they? If you don't keep it well, what do you come out to toss around? ”

Pei Yu, a dying person, just lay on the helicopter and followed them to Qingjing Mountain, Mu Ye saw his unconscious face at that time, and countless MMP sentences rushed out in his heart.

His sister is going to marry a normal good man, not a dead man, fall!

After Mu Ye said this, Sanqi snorted coldly, pushed the wheelchair and turned around.

"Stop." The man's hoarse, weak voice rang out.

The frost on Sanqi's face faded instantly, and his eyes were full of little stars, "Master, are you awake?" Oops, isn't it too much sun for you? I'm ......."

"Turn back."

"......" smiled on his face, and Sanqi reluctantly turned his wheelchair.

The man's blood-colored phoenix eyes matched Mu Sensen's eyes.

Belch......

For a moment, Mu Sensen had the illusion of being caught doing something bad on the spot.

She really wanted to take advantage of Pei Ji's wake-up and let Sanqi be a witness, so that she could solve this big problem happily and neatly.

I didn't expect him to wake up, it was really not the right time to wake up.

However, she quickly raised her head.

"Well, take another look, I'm going to burn it now. Old lady Pei sent Qingjing Mountain, just to dispose of it with me. ”

"You're here, don't look at it." Pei Ji said, and sure enough, he didn't glance at her arms.