At this time, Murong Xiu stood at the mountain gate, looking at the flowers and plants around him, his eyes were full of sadness, once upon a time his Jian'er lived in this beautiful place, but in the blink of an eye, things were wrong, just like the scenery in front of him, ethereal and made people feel unreal.

Seeing Murong Xiu's figure from a distance, the eldest grandson Jingru only felt that he had lost a lot of weight, and his heart was sour.

"You're here!"

The eldest grandson Jingru didn't know what to do, she should have been happy to see this person, but now she couldn't be happy anyway.

"Senior sister!"

Murong Xiu bowed very politely, his words and deeds were slightly distant, not as easy-going as before, and the eldest grandson Jingru saw it in his eyes, and his heart was particularly uncomfortable.

"Come with me! I want to come to the master, she has a family for a long time, and now I want to see you!"

Suddenly turned around, and the eldest grandson Jingru tried her best to hide her mentality at this time.

Murong Xiu nodded to the two senior sisters guarding the mountain gate again, and followed the eldest grandson Jingru. This is the first time he has entered the Yanyu Building, he has seen it from a distance outside, originally he wanted to wait until the wedding day with Jian'er to have a good visit, but everything is unpredictable, I didn't expect this to come so quickly, but unfortunately the person around him is not Jian'er, and he doesn't have the slightest mood to watch.

The two did not talk again until they crossed the magnificent hall and came to a more remote place, and the eldest grandson Jingru stopped and saluted the simple wooden house in front of him.

"It's Xiu'er here, come in!"

Before the two of them knocked on the door, the voice of Sikong Jing's old man came from inside the house, and the sound of 'Xiu'er' made Murong Xiu's nose sour, and he almost shed tears.

With the sound of squeaking, the door opened by itself, and Murong Xiu outside the door could see it clearly, the space of this wooden house was not large, and as soon as the door was opened, he saw Sikong Jing sitting alone inside.

Compared with before, the current Sikong Mirror seems to be much older, there is no trace of blood on the pale face, the silver hair on the head is also a little messy, and the pair of empty eyes are full of sadness, as if there is no life in sight.

"Master!~"

Staggered into the house, Murong Xiu could no longer suppress his mood, even if he was strong in Murong Bai and the others before, but when he saw Sikong Jing's current appearance, the emotions that had been suppressed for many days finally broke out at this moment.

Du Nan'er didn't flick when he had tears, but before he was sad, Murong Xiu at this moment was more like a sad child seeing his mother, turning all his sadness into helpless tears, and even kneeling and crawling in front of Sikong Jing, burying his head in Sikong Jing's arms and crying.

His 'Shi Niang' also made Sikong Jing's heart tremble, Shi Zhi is the father, the master is the mother, the old and the young hug each other and cry like this, and the eldest grandson Jingru is also a pear blossom with rain to hide her tears, almost crying.

These days, Sikong Jing has been locking himself in the wooden house, except for the eldest grandson Jingru, few people come to disturb her, she is also afraid that the master will become depressed because of this, she has also persuaded before, but unfortunately it is not very effective, and now Murong Xiu's appearance may be a turning point, which can make this sad old man cheer up again.

"Good boy, don't cry, crying means that we accept our fate, hasn't Jian'er ever been, she is not dead, but waiting for you somewhere, the master is old, she may not be able to help much, but you must be strong, you must get Jian'er back. ”

After a long time, Sikong Jing barely cheered up, and like a loving mother, he wiped away his tears for Murong Xiu while persuading.

Suddenly, a burst of emerald green light full of vitality emerged from Murong Xiuhuai, causing the three people in the room to stop crying at the same time and look at this side in unison.

I don't know when, Mao Bai poked his head out, and stretched out two paws, in front of his paws was holding the shining green Sansheng Stone, and it could be seen clearly from the Sansheng Stone, as if there was a tear on it that I didn't know whether it was Murong Xiu or Sikong Jing.

"It's ...... Sister?"

Seeing the smiling face that appeared in the beam, the eldest grandson Jingru suddenly exclaimed with joy, although the smiling face disappeared without a trace in an instant, but they all recognized that the smiling face that suddenly appeared belonged to Jian'er.

"Xuanyu Stone, also known as Sansheng Stone, is said to be the stone of Nuwa Niangniang, which has the ability to absorb the most primordial vitality of the earth, and the vitality of the main life. It seems that Jian'er's words at that time were not vain, there is indeed her spirit sealed in it, there are always some things that we can't understand, child, you must protect her, the old body believes, there will be a time when we will see each other again. ”

Stretching out the wrinkled old hand and gently stroking the Sansheng Stone, as if soothing his own child, Sikong Jing smiled happily at this moment, as if he saw hope, and his pale face was rejuvenated.

Murong Xiu also hid his tears and nodded firmly. This time, he was no longer the only one who saw it, and it was impossible for him to hallucinate at the same time as Sikong Jing and Eldest Sun Jingru, so he was even more convinced that he would definitely be able to save Jian'er.

"Master, have you ever heard of the Living Immortal Grass?"

Although he didn't have much contact with Sikong Jing, Murong Xiu didn't feel unfamiliar at all, and helped Sikong Jing to the table with his eldest grandson Jingru, and asked after sitting down.

The eldest grandson Jingru on the side obviously hadn't heard of it, and she didn't know the magic of the living fairy grass, so she looked at it with a puzzled expression.

"Alas, it doesn't matter if you have heard of it, such strange things are rare, and they are rare for hundreds of thousands of years, and even if they appear, no one may recognize them, and those who know their nature will collect them for later use. ”

At this point, Sikong Jing glanced at Changsun Jingru intentionally or unintentionally, and did not explain much, and then thought about it again.

"If you have made up your mind, then you can go to Huadu first, looking at the flowers and plants, only this sect is the most understood, maybe you can get a little clue about the living fairy grass, but the Huadu style is also good and evil, you have to be prepared in your heart. ”

Unexpectedly, Sikong Jing's knowledge was also as rich as Ci, and he explained where Murong Xiu was going to go next, it was not a loss that he was an older generation master who had been famous for many years, and he knew no less than Murong Bai.

"Old man, uh, my master is like this, I want to go to the flowers no matter what, if the flowers really have a clue to the living fairy grass or maybe the living fairy grass is a collection, I will get it at all costs. ”

Talking about the immortal grass Murong Xiu is bound to win, he lowered his head and looked at the Sansheng Stone held by Mao Bai, he showed a rare gentle smile, and reached out to stroke Mao Bai's head.

He didn't calculate it before, Mao Bai would be so fond of the Sansheng Stone, he was worried about how to properly keep the Sansheng Stone to be the safest, once he fought with people, it would be difficult to ensure that the Sansheng Stone would not be damaged. Now that there is Maobai, the machine spirit, it is enough to ensure that the Sansheng Stone is foolproof, and of course he is at ease.

"This road is dangerous, you must not be in a hurry, I will be in retreat in the next few days, you can consult Ru'er if you need anything. In addition, you must not forget, in addition to the real murderer hidden in the shadows, you also have to be a special feather killer, these days the feather killer has lost in the hands of your Qi Sect people There are not a few masters, and the consequences of being targeted by such a poisonous snake can be imagined. ”

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