"Holy Messenger! Are you awake? ”

The believers who were waiting in the abode of the Holy Envoy of Hulu in the altar saw the old man standing against the door, and their faces showed reverence.

The old man smiled, and there was nothing to say to the believers.

"yes."

He smiled and sighed softly, "It's time to wake up, too." ”

Believers could not hear the mystery in the words of the holy envoy, only a simple smile.

He knew that the holy envoy was happy and quiet on weekdays, so he didn't dare to bother more, so he retreated with the work in his hand, leaving the red peace that permeated the grassland under the sunset to the old man.

The old man wore the most common leather jacket of the Northland herdsmen.

If you don't say it, who knows that this old man, who is so old that he even has a little rickety and crooked back, is actually a master of the dignified Saint King Heavenly Realm, and the god-like Teapot Lu Holy Envoy of the Arro Grassland.

A woman with a tall posture who could not see her specific age was quietly guarding the courtyard outside the door of the Holy Envoy's room at this time.

She had a very visible scar on her face.

The scar brutally spread from the corner of her left forehead to her right mandible, almost splitting her entire face in two.

The injury should have been so tragic that many years later, the knife wound had long since healed, but it still looked terrifying.

Although the woman was expressionless at this time, the scar, which was almost the width of a child's finger, still distorted her entire face.

This face looms in the blood-colored afterglow of the sunset, which is terrifying, and it can be the miraculous effect of a child's night cry.

However, the believers in the Hulu Shrine and the surrounding herdsmen have long been accustomed to it.

They knew that the woman just seemed to be difficult to get along with, but in fact she was also a very soft-hearted good person.

When the woman saw that the Holy Envoy of Hulu woke up, and even rarely held up her weakened body to the door to enjoy the sunset after a long absence, she immediately frowned disapprovingly.

She didn't frown.

Once he frowned, the left side of the eyebrow, which was crossed by knife marks, jumped, and it looked extremely vicious.

She disagreed: "You shouldn't have gotten up." ”

A kind smile appeared on Molaya's old cheeks, and he said, "Look, how beautiful this sunset is. Bo extinguished, I always have to hurry up and take a look at the beauty of this world. ”

The woman named "Bo Xuan" was silent when she heard this, and she stopped persuading her.

The voice of the Holy Envoy was already very weak, but his smile was warm.

"Bo Xuan, don't cry so sadly. The name I gave you 'Bo Xu' comes from the ancient Hanyong saying 'the newborn sun'. You have to smile more and don't be so bitter. ”

Bo Xuan was silent for a moment, and there was no fluctuation in his voice.

It seems that Bo Xuan is finally going to live up to the high hopes of the Holy Envoy. Whenever the Holy Envoy is awake, he will advise us not to suffer and to be more open, but how can we be open to your life and death?"

Molaya shook his head with a smile.

"Silly boy, people will die eventually, and who can escape. I'm just going to go my own way.

In this vast grassland, I have lived peacefully past the age of one hundred and fourteen, and I have not lost anything. ”

He didn't see his disciple Luo Zhuo, so he sighed and said:

"At this time, Luo Zhuo is not at the altar, presumably he is unwilling to die and went to Guanri Peak."

Bo Xuan was silent for a moment before he said, "You always have to let us do something." ”

She rotated with the young envoy of the Hulu Altar Luo Zhuo every day, one went to the nearby Guanri Peak to look for wild ginseng or elixir that could prolong the life of the holy envoy, and the other stayed at the altar to guard the sleeping Hulu Holy Envoy Modaya.

And today, it happened to be Luo Zhuo's turn to go out and stay with her.

"Idiot. What you cultivate is the 'Affectionate Dao', and it's just hard to see it.

Luo Zhuo's cultivation is the 'Ruthless Dao', why should he be deeply immersed in mud. It's my fault. ”

Bo Xuan immediately frowned and said: "The Holy Envoy is not at fault, you are the best and best person in the world, but we can't do the Tao at home, and we can't explore the way of thousands of red dusts." ”

Who would have thought that Bo Xuan, who had a cold and arrogant face, would actually practice the internal strength of the "Affectionate Dao";

And that person with a keen temperament, like a little hedgehog, is so young that Luo Zhuo actually cultivates the "Ruthless Dao" instead.

When Molaya heard this, his heart was astringent, and he looked at the woman with compassion.

In fact, Bo Xuan is now thirty-six years old, just because her martial arts realm is in the Mahayana Heavenly Realm, so she doesn't look like she's been in her teens.

When he rescued her, she was only thirteen years old, and in the blink of an eye, more than twenty years had passed in a hurry.

Molaya looked at the woman in front of him and sighed:

"Bo Xuan, because you have suffered a lot since you were a child, but your heart is biased towards practicing the 'Ruthless Dao', so more than 20 years have passed, although I have been a master and apprentice with you, I have never given you the title of master and apprentice, you will blame me."

Bo Xuan replied immediately without pausing for even a second:

"Of course not! The holy envoy treated me like a master and a father, and I have been painstakingly nurtured for many years, and my kindness is like a mountain, and I dare not forget it.

Because I have suffered since I was a child, you have experienced several wars, and you have cultivated the 'Affectionate Dao' by accident, so you dare not accept me as a beginner and let me become the messenger of the Hulu Holy Altar. You've never said this before, but I know it.

The higher the martial arts realm, the easier it is to empathize with the sorrows and sufferings of others.

The post of the holy envoy of Hulu is compassionate and compassionate, helping the world and saving people on the grassland. You are worried that with my internal strength, if one day you really become a holy envoy, you may be in love with each other, and you will not live forever. ”

Molaya sighed, "You can see, that's the best.

It is precisely because I myself have cultivated the 'Affectionate Dao' that I know that those who cultivate the 'Affectionate Dao' have a bumpy road in their hearts as the Holy Envoy of Hulu.

I really can't bear to let you be tormented by all the sufferings and empathy of the world every day.

Fortunately, I met the kid Luo Zhuo in my later years. His roots are particularly good at 'ruthless Dao', and I think that as the new messenger of the Hulu Holy Altar in the future, he will no longer be as sleepless as I am. ”

Bo Xuan's ghost-like face suddenly flashed a trace of confusion and sadness.

"You're always thinking about us."

- Even now in the twilight of time, when the day is precarious.

She turned away, refusing to face the holy envoy of Malaya, but the nasal voice between her words could not be concealed at all.

"Holy Envoy, Luo Zhuo is still so young, he is only eight years old, and he doesn't understand anything, don't you go, okay?"

The holy envoy of Malaya was affected by the woman's grief, and he felt uncomfortable, but he could not do anything, and he was speechless for a long time.

After a while, he still endured his sorrow, smiled lightly and comforted:

"It's okay, I've sent a letter to Kunling Snow Mountain, and I believe that the Lord of the Second City, Xue City, will arrive in these two days.

With the 'Suxue Sword Technique' that he taught Luo Zhuo Fuji City, coupled with his own 'Ruthless Dao', I think his future life will definitely not be bad. ”

Bo extinguished the bottom of his eyes and suddenly dropped large tears.

She stubbornly bowed her head and wiped it off, refusing to look back for Molaya to see.

"So. What about me? Is it for my sake that the Holy Envoy should take care of his body?

I am a helpless ghost in heaven and earth, if the holy envoy leaves this heaven and earth one day, Bo Xuan really doesn't know where else he can go. ”

Molaya's heart trembled.

He said abruptly: "Do you really refuse to go to Kunling Snow Mountain with Luo Zhuo?" ”

Bo shook his head.

"I'm learning knives, and it's a 'sentient way', I don't like the cold and cold Fuji City."

The holy envoy of Hulu wanted to persuade again, but saw a believer suddenly hurrying into the courtyard.

"Holy Messenger, Holy Messenger! The young envoy is back and he's still back. Also brought back two guests. ”