"Mother-in-law!"

Under the cover of the two elders of the Imperial Sword Sect, Murong Yunsheng, who had already retreated to the clouds outside the Baizhang Kai, after Mo Tear exhausted her life's cultivation to spell out the last move, and returned to the light, she could no longer scruple too much to dare to make a move, she followed her original intention and concern, and flew over in the air.

On the clouds, the three thousand troubles fell like snow, the old face returned to the glow of Mo tears, and the arm no longer had the slightest strength, as if it was a man who had passed away, and let go of Chu Muyun softly. And the eyes that had been clouded for seventy years, after a trace of clarity appeared, slowly and tiredly closed, and then the whole body fell from the air.

Murong Yunsheng was like a holy and flawless cloud, floating over, gently holding on to the fallen old figure.

Slowly landing on the ground, Murong Yunsheng's bright and beautiful eyes unconsciously appeared tears, and her jade hand brushed Mo Tear's cheeks: "Why are you so stupid! You haven't reunited with your uncle, you haven't taught Yunshang Sword Pavilion to learn the sea, how can you use up your cultivation, how can you bear to ......?"

In the eyes of the world, the noble and holy phoenix girl, the reluctance and sadness in her heart turned into tears of sorrow, overflowing from her eyes.

Murong Yunshang burst into tears.

If there is anyone who is closest to her in this world, maybe others will say her parents, her grandfather. But from beginning to end, she knew very well in her heart that this mother-in-law, who had been grounded in the Sword Pavilion and had accompanied her for more than ten years, was the first person she wanted to sue whenever she was depressed, happy and sorrowful.

She was sent to the Imperial Sword Sect to practice since she was a child, worshipping the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect Master, and in the eyes of the world, Murong Yunshang was a noble saint who combined the favor of the sect and the immortal talent.

But in fact, for more than ten years, this noble saint has lived alone on the side of the Sansheng Cliff in the back mountain, without friends who can talk to her heart, and without igniting the teacher who ascends the tower to guide the practice, from the first day of going up the mountain, she has wandered between the cold sword pavilion and the quiet bamboo forest on the side of the cliff in the back mountain.

Her daily compulsory courses, in addition to quietly watching the clouds on the cliffside, are practicing in the Sword Pavilion against the sea of countless classics and books.

The world thought she was noble and cold, because all saints were like that.

But no one has ever really cared about her thoughts, and her opinions are just like those who secretly set up a marriage with Prince Qinglong without her. What they cared about was Bai Feng's bloodline, not herself.

There were many times when she followed herself and said that she didn't like this, that she didn't like this life.

She wants to be like the ordinary girl under the mountain, who can carry a basket of incense and laugh in the sea of flowers, unrestrained. She wanted to take a stroll around the bustling town and see the bustling world.

But the elder of the sect, the sect master of the sect, told her that she was the future head of the Imperial Sword Sect, she should always remember her identity, she should focus on cultivation, and in the future, she would be able to afford the reputation of the three major sword sects and be able to shine on the lintel.

So she became obedient, year after year, the mountain wind blew more than a dozen reincarnations, and more than ten years were like a day.

Her cultivation is progressing very quickly, although she is only sixteen years old, she has already completed the second transformation and awakening of the power of the bloodline, she did not disappoint the sect family, became the top of the Qingyun list, and became the only peerless lady in the same age in the western frontier of the Fengyu Domain who can be compared to the Qinglong Prince.

What she showed to the world was flawless.

What she left for herself was silence and loneliness.

In the past ten years, what has allowed her to persist is not the Edgeworth Sect Master, not her grandfather, but the mother-in-law in her arms.

Every time, when she was in a mood because of the boring books of the Sword Pavilion, when she was happy because of the beauty of the petals of the Three Lives, when she couldn't talk to her grandfather because she was full of depression, she would come to the Sword Pavilion and snuggle up in the arms of this mother-in-law who looked crazy, looking at the green lantern stupidly, while pouring out her thoughts stupidly......

Therefore, in the past ten years, no one knows that there are lonely old and young people living in the Sword Pavilion.

Beautiful maidens often snuggle up in the arms of crazy old women and talk to themselves.

The beautiful girl often hugged the crazy old woman tightly and listened to her talk to herself.

......

Feeling the familiar breath, the familiar softness, the familiar temperature in her arms, the old Mo tear opened her blurred eyes tiredly, her trembling dry palms, groping in front of her without finding a direction, when she felt Murong Yunsheng's pretty face with pear blossoms and rain, she said exhaustively: "Good child, mother-in-law can't accompany you anymore." ”

"No, you won't die! Yunshang still has a lot of things on her mind to talk to you, and Yunshang still has to listen to the legend of the Jade Bone Ice Heart......"

"Silly child, you are already slim and beautiful, how can you always accompany me, a dirty and crazy old woman. ”

Mo tearful's wrinkled fingers lightly swept across Murong Yunsheng's cheeks, and at this time, Chu Muyun and Bancheng Hongxuan had already rushed to the side.

Mo Tear, who was returning to the light, knew about the arrival of Chu Muyun and the others, and immediately a reassuring smile appeared on his old face.

She beckoned her hand and called Chu Muyun.

Chu Muyun stepped forward and knelt beside him.

The smile on Mo Tear's face became more reassuring, she took Chu Muyun and Murong Yunsheng's hands, then folded them in her palm, and shook them tightly: "Although Uncle Shi saw you for the first time, he can also observe your character. ”

Chu Muyun knew that this sentence was for himself.

"In the future, with him taking care of you, my mother-in-law will be relieved. ”

Murong Yunshang knew that this sentence was for herself.

"This life is frank, but there are ups and downs. After 70 years of madness, I thought that Bingxin was gone, and there was no longer any concern, but I didn't expect that now my eyes are extremely poor on Huangquan Road, but I saw the unwillingness to be sealed in the dust. ”

"Jade Bone Ice Heart, although life can be separated, but death will not be separated. ”

"There is only one thought, I hope that the inheritors of my future generations, one day, can point to the South Heavenly Gate, blood my wish!"

The aftermath is broken, and no tears are gone!

However, this endless farce of grievances did not end with the fall of Mo Tears.

Because Shangsang, whose cave heaven boundary wall was broken, was already angry at this moment.

Because the three Cave Heaven Realm elders who joined forces with the famous sword and the hidden sword also forced it in front of them in the blink of an eye.

And the three Sword Pavilion elders who were responsible for guarding the Sword Pavilion and responsible for imprisoning Mo Tears also appeared at the top of the clouds.

What the Sword Pavilion Elder of the Imperial Sword Sect asked for was Mo Tear's body.

And what the Hidden Sword Famous Sword Elder asked for was Chu Muyun's life.