"Yue Wumu, I want you to abolish your cultivation, otherwise I will kill Rao Yixue."

Rao Fenghua took the opportunity to capture Rao Yixue and forced Yue Wumu to submit.

"Uncle Yue, leave me alone, just take action."

Rao Yixue has lived for the past 20 years, and before she met Yang Fengzhi, she has always longed for maternal love.

Now that she knows that her mother is still alive, Rao Yixue is willing to give her life for her mother.

"Yue Wumu, you have thought clearly, would that woman want to see her daughter die tragically?"

Saying that, the hand that pinched Rao Yixue's jade neck increased a little harder, and Rao Yixue was pinched so much that she was almost out of breath.

But she didn't send any distress signals.

Yue Wumu, who was not far away, regained some of his senses.

"Okay, you let her go first."

Yue Wumu dissipated the momentum on his body, looked at Rao Fenghua and said, although he was extremely reluctant, but as Rao Fenghua said, Rao Yixue was Mo Tianxue's only bone and blood,

If Mo Tianxue, who is still alive, learns that her daughter has died, the white-haired person will send the black-haired person.

And how heartbroken will it be?

"Humph! If you want her to live, just do what I say, I'll count to three, one, two, ......"

"Okay, I'm useless!"

Yue Wumu, without saying a word, slapped his palm on his chest, and his cultivation was in vain.

Seeing the red dust on Yue Wumu's body, which could only enter and exit, Rao Fenghua didn't mention how happy she was in her heart.

"Rubbish! For the sake of a woman, self-cultivation, since this is the case, then you will die for me! ”

Now, Rao Fenghua no longer intends to continue pretending.

Rao Yixue is just his pawn, and he is willing to give up everything in order to achieve the Red Dust Fairy.

After that, Rao Fenghua was ruthless in his heart, and a teleportation came to Yue Wumu's side, and he was about to slap his palm on Yue Wumu's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Yue Wumu's body once again erupted with a terrifying momentum.

Backhand hoops Rao Fenghua and buys Rao Yixue time to escape.

"Uncle Yue."

"Miss, look away, leave Lingxiao Palace, return to Yang Gongzi, and be with them, it is possible to ensure your safety."

Yue Wumu seems to be explaining the aftermath, and this is indeed the case, he has already activated the forbidden technique, plus he has abolished most of his cultivation before, and his current state is just a return to the light.

He's literally run out of gas.

"Uncle Yue, if I don't leave, I'm going to die, let's die together."

"Silly girl, listen to Uncle Yue, go quickly, only if you survive, can you have any hope of saving your mother."

Speaking of this, the corners of Yue Wumu's mouth overflowed with blood again.

"Hahaha! I thought you really had a back hand, but it turned out to be just a hard hold. ”

"Six-character mantra!"

Rao Fenghua, with a soft snort, a six-character spell, clinging to the surface of his skin.

Rumble!

Pound!

Yue Wumu was severely injured by the six-character Great Ming Mantra and fell to the ground without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Rao Yixue pounced on Yue Wumu's body.

Desperately screaming.

"Uncle Yue, wake up! Uncle Yue, open your eyes and look at Yi Xue...... Woohoo......"

At this moment, Rao Yixue only felt empty in her heart, as if she had lost something precious.

This was the second time she had experienced this feeling, the first time was at Fu Demon Peak, the god of war, when Yang Feng was pierced through her body with a knife and fell in front of her.

And this time it was Uncle Yue, the person who took care of her since she was a child, Rao Yixue was cold-blooded on the surface, but in fact, her heart was as hot as fire, but she was afraid of burning others.

"Ahem...... Little, miss, don't, don't cry, let's go...... You, you are not Rao, Rao's daughter...... Walk ......"

Yue Wumu's faint voice sounded intermittently.

"Uncle Yue, you, what you said is true? So, who is me, my biological father? ”

It's just that as soon as Rao Yixue asked, Yue Wumu died of anger, he was so seriously injured that he had reached the point of running out of oil and running out of lights, but he didn't save Mo Tianxue, who had the grace to know him, until he died.

"Old thing, finally dead, as for you, my good daughter, go with your father!"

After speaking, Rao Fenghua forcibly took Rao Yixue away.

"Uncle Yue......"

Rao Yixue wanted to resist, but the gap between her and Rao Fenghua was too big.

I had to look at Yue Wumu's figure with my eyes open, getting farther and farther away from him.

After Rao Fenghua's father and daughter left for a while, Xu Sanniang and Jingyi arrived here.

It's just that the scene in front of her made Xu Sanniang cry silently.

"Old Ghost Yue, you, what's wrong? Open your eyes and look at me again, I'm Sanniang! I'm back......"

Xu Sanniang hugged Yue Wumu's corpse and grieved.

Jingyi also showed a sad mood, although she didn't get along with Yue Wumu for a long time, Yue's impression of Yue Wumu was not bad.

Especially after learning about some of Yue Wumu's deeds, he admired Yue Wumu even more, but such a person actually died.

And he is still dead, you can imagine how unwilling Yue Wumu was before he died.

"Lingxiao Palace, the old lady and you don't share the sky!"

Xu Sanniang was angry, Yue Wumu and her met when they were young, and Xu Sanniang was not the owner of Wangchun Building at that time.

Xu Sanniang is not, she was born rich and noble, on the contrary, Xu Sanniang's family was poor, her mother died early, and even her only father passed away.

At that time, Xu Sanniang was only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old cardamom girl, with no financial resources, and her family was poor, so she had to sell herself to bury her father.

At that time, Yue Wumu was also hunted down and killed by mistake because of manslaughter, but fortunately met Mo Tianxue.

At this point, it is fifty years, for Hongchen Monk, fifty years have passed in a blink of an eye, but for Yue Wumu and Xu Sanniang themselves, it is a kind of torment.

Until fifty years later, the two met again, you are not married, I am not married.

But after all, they are no longer young, and it is impossible for them to let go of everything they have now and fly away with each other.

It's just that I'm afraid they never thought that this encounter would be so short.

Xu Sanniang, carrying Yue Wumu's corpse, was about to leave.

Careful Jingyi, but noticed the traces left on the ground after Yue Wumu's body left.

The word "ancient" is a shallow ancient character.

"Sister Xu, look at the words on the ground."

Xu Sanniang, hearing Jingyi's call, turned around and looked down.

"This is the handwriting of Old Ghost Yue, Gu, what does this ancient character represent?"

Xu Sanniang, something flashed in her mind, but she couldn't catch it.

"Sister Xu, could it be someone's name?"

"Name...... It can't be, Gu, it can't be him! ”

Xu Sanniang, with a frightened face, seemed to be very afraid of the name with the ancient surname.

Looking at Xu Sanniang, who reacted like this, Jingyi didn't ask again, but gently erased the shallow ancient characters on the ground without a trace.

At night, a figure appeared again in the Rao's Garden Mausoleum.

"Humph! Xu Sanniang, you also have to get involved in this matter, I'm afraid that the Forgotten Spring Building behind you will not agree! ”

This figure is none other than Rao Fenghua.

Drunken Hibiscus,

Yang Feng and Fandu, when they saw Xu Sanniang and Jingyi with sad faces, they immediately guessed something.

"Uncle Yue, Uncle Yue, what's wrong with him?"

"Blame us for being late, when we find Uncle Yue, he, he's already like this."

Jingyi's voice whimpered.

"Who did that?"

Some people died, but not completely......