The wooden door in my memory was wide open, revealing the courtyard full of flowers inside, and the bluestone paved path spread into a quiet path that spread to the depths of the sea of flowers.

"Mother! Look! Butterfly! Xiao Mingyao stayed in the sea of colorful flowers and saw the butterflies flying, and couldn't help but call out to his mother.

Mingyao's mother wore a white dress, her expression was gentle, and her voice was like a beautiful spring.

"Haruka, don't scare them away."

"Got it, mother!" Xiao Yueyao obediently squatted among the flowers and watched the butterflies shuttle in the sea of flowers.

Suddenly, the sky changed dramatically, time and space continued to change, and Xiao Mingyao hid behind a big tree.

Through the sea of people, I saw the mother who was besieged by the immortals on the competition platform in the distance.

Xiao Mingyao wanted to shout loudly, but his throat seemed to be choked by something, and he couldn't make any sound.

watched my mother die under countless swords.

As if she had lost her soul, she looked in the direction of Xiao Mingyao, tears condensed in her dark eyes.

Xiao Mingyao could only cry silently.

Yue Wudao was in Ming Yao's room at the moment, and after seeing Ming Yao struggling on the bed a few times, tears began to slip from the corners of his eyes.

My heart trembled.

Yue Wudao hurriedly stepped forward to hold her wrist and injected a trace of spiritual power into her, and Ming Yao calmed down.

Ming Shifeng was so worried outside that he kept looking in with the edge of the door.

In the end, Yue Wudao let him come in and see.

Xiao Shifeng knelt down on his knees and fell to the ground with his forehead. After saluting Shizun, his eyes fell on Ming Yao who was in a coma.

Yue Wudao sat on the rosewood chair opposite the bed, and said lightly, "You're worried about her?" ”

Xiao Shifeng turned his head and looked at Yue Wudao: "Yes, senior sister, she is the best for me." ”

Yue Wudao snorted and fell into deep thought.

Xiao Shifeng saw that Ming Yao, who had been in a coma for two days and had not woken up, was so worried that he couldn't do it.

In the past two days, he also probably knew that the person in front of him was Shizun, the person who brought him back to Canglan Mountain.

After getting along, Shizun does not laugh and despise him like others.

So he plucked up his courage and asked, "Master, will she die, Senior Sister?" ”

Yue Wudao looked at the tears on Xiao Shifeng's face and comforted, "No." ”

Xiao Shifeng breathed a sigh of relief, and ran to Ming Yao's bed again.

Lying on the head of her bed, just like lying on the side of the bed early in the morning and waiting for her to wake up.

Yue Wudao looked at Xiao Shifeng's back, he knelt beside the bed, lying on the edge of the bed with his hands on his cheeks.

A small one.

Has the demonic energy on its body never flareed up?

The trace of demonic energy that suddenly appeared above his head two days ago had no intention of harming people?

Yue Wudao secretly thought to himself: no matter what, he must get rid of the demonic energy on his body as soon as possible.

"Shi Feng," Yue Wudao called softly, beckoning to him, "Come here." ”

Xiao Shifeng got up from the ground and ran to Yue Wudao again, a pair of big black eyes staring at him.

Yue Wudao sat upright, his eyes full of coldness.

"Shifeng, after so long, what have you learned from Uncle Liu?"

Xiao Shifeng lowered his head a little ashamedly, and wanted to say what he had learned, but in fact he had not learned anything.

The only little flame that can be controlled is still self-taught, and he was afraid that his senior sister would scold him, so he said that he learned it from Uncle Liu.

At this moment, the master was in front of him, and Xiao Shifeng didn't dare to lie.

I had to shake my head slowly.

Because of the fear of the master's punishment, several little fingers were entangled and almost knotted.