As soon as Yang Yue'er said this, the other three men all changed color, the monk surnamed Su and another middle-aged monk were fine, their main concern was that Senior Brother Yang only had Yang Yue'er's child, and if he was really taken away by this senior who didn't know the origin, then Senior Brother Yang would probably be extremely sad.

Putting this aside, just from the perspective of an elder, you can't watch Yang Yue'er use herself to change the medicine like this, if the other party is a better-hearted person, if you meet someone who doesn't treat people as people, it will be a pain for this child.

Even more anxious than them was the other young man standing beside Yang Yue'er, he had long been thinking about Yang Yue'er, if not, he would not have sacrificed his life to accompany him to the interior of this Divine Beast Forest.

At this time, when she heard Yang Yue'er actually say the words of being a slave and a maid, her whole heart was in chaos in an instant.

"No! Yue'er, you can't do this!"

He was in a hurry, and he didn't care about worrying that there was such a master as Mo Qing present, so he directly reached out and grabbed Yang Yue'er and shouted anxiously.

Yang Yue'er had a sad look on her face, let him grab her hand, and just looked at the young monk like this, tears rolling down the corners of her eyes.

"Brother Xiao, for so many years, you have always taken good care of me, and I have kept it in my heart all these months, you... Yue'er knows what you mean for me......" she said, her face blushing a little,

She is a woman, in front of so many people, it is really a little difficult to say such things, if it is usual, such a thing, she is not easy to say, but since she has said it at this time, then simply say it.

The monk surnamed Xiao, who was in a hurry, became a little quiet at this time, with an irrepressible smile on his face, looking at the woman in front of him, if it wasn't for the presence of too many people, he would definitely hold her tightly in his arms.

He held Yang Yue'er's hand tightly, wanting to say something, but seeing Yang Yue'er gently raise her hand and signal him not to speak, he quickly stopped, looking at the woman, his eyes were full of doting.

"But Yue'er only has one father, what is the relationship between Yue'er and her father, you also know ...... Brother Xiao" Yang Yue'er said, her voice became a little low.

"It's okay Yue'er, I will definitely help you find the dragon beard grass, Uncle Yang will definitely be fine!"

The young monk didn't wait for Yang Yue'er to finish speaking, and hurriedly spoke, his voice firm.

Yang Yue'er shook her head slowly, and her tears left more:

"If we can't find it, we won't have any more time to look for it...... Brother Xiao, forgive Yue'er for being selfish, I can't lose my father......"

With tears on her face and an indescribable smile, she looked at the man in front of her and said slowly but firmly.

When Yang Yue'er shook her head, the monk surnamed Xiao's heart twitched, the hot light in his eyes slowly dimmed, and the hand holding Yang Yue'er slowly let go.

yes, you can't do it yourself...... What a sad thing to do.

Mo Qing, who was on the side, watched this scene, couldn't help but sniffle, and looked himself up and down, he looked like a wicked person like this?

Looking at the woman in front of her who was like life and death parting, crying pear blossoms and rain, Mo Qing was a little speechless for a while, and he didn't have any intention of beating the mandarin duck with a horizontal knife.

Mo Qing raised her voice lightly, looked at Yang Yue'er, who finally broke free from the man's hand, and said helplessly: "I don't seem to say that I want to accept you, right?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was stunned, the monk surnamed Xiao was happy at first, and then became angry, the woman he fancied would actually be disliked by others, which was a kind of humiliation for him, even if Yue'er didn't want himself anymore, he still didn't allow others to despise Yue'er.

At this time, he didn't care much about Mo Qing being a monk in the Dan period, his eyes were staring at Mo Qing fiercely, and the palm in his sleeve kept opening and closing.

Yang Yue'er, who was walking this way with tears, was also stunned, and her mind couldn't turn for a while.

She blinked, and then looked at Mo Qing's voice a little weakly: "But the little woman has nothing but herself......"

Mo Qing suddenly smiled, looked at the woman and said seriously: "You have!"

The woman was stunned, she didn't know what Mo Qing meant, and she didn't know what else could be exchanged for dragon beard grass besides herself.

The anger in the eyes of the monk surnamed Xiao on the side disappeared a lot, because he found that things were not the same as he thought, and the unfathomable person, when he said this, his face was full of seriousness, and there was not the slightest contempt in his eyes.

Mo Qing continued: "You still have a fiery heart! a heart that is willing to pay for your father without regrets, this is enough!"

His voice wasn't too loud, but he was speaking with great seriousness.

Then he moved his hand, and the dragon beard grass that had been sealed by him in his hand and had not yet received it in the storage bag turned into a streamer and fell into Yang Yue'er's hands.

Yang Yue'er was a little stunned until this time, and the development of things was somewhat unexpected to her.

She looked at the sealed dragon beard grass in her hand, and then looked at Mo Qing with a smile on her face not far away, and suddenly hugged the dragon beard grass into her arms, and fell to the ground heavily, knocking on the ground firmly.

Tears dripped down the corners of her eyes again.

Mo Qing waved a streamer, lifted Yang Yue'er up, looked at her and smiled:

"Go back, heal your father's injuries well, and it's not easy to find someone you love, especially the kind of person who can give up your life for you, if you meet it, you must hold it firmly, don't dare to lose it, otherwise, you will regret it for a lifetime!"

Yang Yue'er couldn't cry anymore, and when she heard Mo Qing's words, she immediately nodded heavily.

Mo Qing laughed, turned around and turned into a streamer, and disappeared from everyone's field of vision in an instant.

In this increasingly cold world, if you can have more warmth, you must try your best to produce some warmth.

People like Xiang Yang Yue'er are not rare, and when they meet someone who can help some, try to help some.

Mo Qing felt that people like her should not suffer too much in this world, which was an injustice to her.

Yang Yue'er and the others looked at the direction of Mo Qing's departure in a daze, the monk surnamed Xiao, the anger in his eyes had completely disappeared, looked at the direction of Mo Qing's departure, and then looked at the woman in front of him who was holding the dragon beard grass tightly, and the love in his eyes slowly became lonely.

He stretched out, wanting to pull the woman or take her into his arms, but remembering what the woman said not long ago, he stretched out half of his hand and retracted it.

"Gone!"

He wiped his hands on his body, shouted in a nasal voice, turned around like a fledgle, and walked towards the way he came, seemingly with a chic back, but with endless loneliness.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and a warm body hugged him tightly, his nose was sore, and the tears that he had endured for a long time finally fell......