For his father, he is grateful, but also ashamed and distressed.

In the eyes of the world, the head of the Wang family, who has seen the sadness and tears behind it?

He was a father and a widowed husband. When you enjoy the glory, you also naturally bear the responsibility.

Father, I won't let you down, but please don't let your son down, that's the woman he loves most in his life!

I don't blame you for not being able to give my mother, but for her hatred, I must pay for it with blood!

............

Heavenly Garden.

Under the peach blossom tree.

Mo Buyan and Beiyingxue sat opposite each other.

"Yingxue girl is here, I don't know what to do?" Mo Buyan was wearing a green fox mask, and his voice was still faint.

Bei Yingxue looked at Mo Buyan, for some reason, as long as she heard Mo Buyan's polite voice to herself, she would feel a little annoyed.

"Mo Buzhi, do you have to wear a mask to meet people?" Bei Yingxue suddenly became a little strange, her beautiful eyes were bright, as if she was a little annoyed.

"Doesn't Miss Yingxue usually wear a veil?" Mo Buyan asked rhetorically with a hint of a smile.

"This is different!" Bei Yingxue stood up, clasped her hands on the stone platform, and leaned towards Mo Buyan.

They were so close that their faces were almost together. Bei Yingxue quietly looked at Mo Buyan, and Mo Buyan also looked at Bei Yingxue quietly, and the atmosphere froze.

"Ink is not stained, I ...... I don't want to be strangers with you. Do you understand?" Bei Yingxue suddenly lowered her head, and looked at it quietly, her little face through the veil seemed to be a little ruddy.

"I don't think of Yingxue girl as a stranger, do you?" Mo Buyan replied lightly.

"You ......" Bei Yingxue sat down angrily, she stared at Mo Buzhi with those beautiful eyes, and her little face covered by the veil was red, as if it was about to explode, but it was cute.

"Mo Buzhi, the entrance selection of the Zodiac Sect is about to begin, if you have any needs, you can come to Luoyan Tower to find me. With that, Bei Yingxue got up and left. Her visit today was just to wake up and be unstained, but even she didn't expect her to say such a thing.

She really doesn't have the face to stay here anymore.

Mo Buyan glanced at the shadow that was gradually moving away, but did not say anything.

Although I have never heard of it, it is a sect anyway, so it is okay to let Yu'er go wherever she goes.

Mo Buyan stood up and looked at the sky, the peach blossoms were falling, and he was under the peach blossom tree, and his artistic conception was amazing.

At this time, Bei Yingxue, who walked to the door, glanced back. I saw the handsome and slender figure standing with his hands in his hands, he looked at the sky, full of vicissitudes and loneliness. The peach blossoms fall, the artistic conception is beautiful, better than a painting.

Who are you, where are you from, and what is your story?

Bei Yingxue silently turned her head and left......

Time flies, like a white horse passing through a gap, fleeting......

A month has passed, and everything is calm. Mo Buyan still often drinks tea under the peach blossom tree. As before, I boiled the ugly vine branches, full of longing and concern.

The fragrance of the vine branch can only be smelled by those who understand it. It's a call, a search for someone who has been lost for thousands of years.

He drank tea here for a month, but he still couldn't find her.

Mo Buyan looked back at the west room, and there was a hint of tenderness in his calm eyes.

He Qianyu had been dusted yesterday, although there was only one realm, but it was amazing enough.

Ordinary people cultivate immortals at the age of six and wash the dust at the age of eight, but He Qianyu only took a month, which is more than ninety percent less.

"Brother, are you drinking tea again?" and Qianyu walked out of the west room, and she was more dusty than before.

"Yu'er woke up. Mo Buyan looked at He Qianyu and said with a smile.

"Did you have a good dream last night?" Seeing that He Qianyu sat beside him, Mo Buyan pinched her small nose and said.

"Of course, Yu'er washed the dust yesterday!" said with a smile to Qianyu.

"What did you dream about?" Mo Buyan asked gently.

"I dreamed...... Dreaming of ......" and Qianyu scratched their heads, blinked their eyes wide, and their faces were a little blushing, "Brother, I seem to have forgotten." ”

"It's okay, as long as it's a good dream. Mo Buyan smiled and rubbed Kazu's head and looked at the distant sky.

"Yu'er, do you want to go to the sect to practice?" Mo Buyan turned his head and said gently.

"No, Yu'er still has to go to her grandfather. My brother also said that he would accompany Yu'er!" and Qianyu looked up at Mo Buyan, her eyes were very firm and a little scared.

"Of course, the elder brother wants to be with Yu'er, but the elder brother thinks that only when he becomes stronger can he protect the people he wants to protect, and he can live better. Yu'er, think about it, is it easier for the two of us to find the old man or is it easier for the huge sect to find it?" Mo Buyan was still smiling, very gentle and handsome, but at this time he was a little more worried. Even he couldn't figure out what He Qianyu would do when he learned that her grandfather was dead, and he could only do everything he could to hide it. A daughter of the He family, a jade of the He family, is enough to disturb the world! Not to mention a glass feather.

"It's just...... It's just that those sects will really help me find my grandfather?"

"Yes! Of course they will!"

............

July 15 is a big day for Shayi.

Because after twenty years, the will of the Zodiac Sect has once again descended on the border of this desert.

A huge piece of paper hangs over Shayi, it glows with bright golden light, and it is also printed with the will of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, where the vast sky, like another sun, high above, sacred and majestic.

"The Holy Sect of the Zodiac, the special will. Vast territory, blessings and blessings. Give Shayi a big city, you can choose 100 monks, and send them to practice like the Holy Sect. Must be at least 10 years old, 30 younger, good conduct, and a stable Taoist heart. In this way, Wang Zhiyan, Beiyingxue, Liu Minghui, Wang Zhixian, and Lin Yuan were specially recruited. A voice like a yellow bell resounded throughout the Shayi, and the monks gathered to kneel in unison, majestic.

At the same time, in the Shayi City Lord's Mansion, an elegant middle-aged man ushered in an old man with white hair.

"Elder Zheng Ming, after twenty years, we meet again. The middle-aged man welcomed the old man back to the mansion, and after taking a seat, he personally poured tea and served it.

"Xiaobei, I haven't seen you in twenty years, and you're still as young as ever!" Elder Zheng Ming took a sip of tea and said slowly.

"Elder Zheng Ming, when I met you twenty years ago, I was still a hairy boy. It's you, but it hasn't changed at all!" Beiwen Jian said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, much more stable than before, you know that you have patted me on the back, which is like twenty years ago, pointing at my nose and scolding. Elder Zheng Ming smiled, but Beiwenjian, a man in his forties, blushed, obviously very shy about the past he mentioned.