Chapter 93, no regrets in this life

The flag fell, and the people scattered.

Just now, he kept talking about the old immortal of the stars, and the disciples of the stars who were extremely flattering scattered and fled, but not half of the disciples of the stars went to collect the body of Ding Chunqiu.

Mo Dump Chi stood in front of the woman who casually discarded the head of the star disciple just now, the woman's face was full of panic, but the depths of her eyes were weird, Mo Tilt Chi did not hide her purpose, and directly threw the woman to Duan Yu who was standing in the crowd, and said coldly: "She is your father's private granddaughter and your sister, you can dispose of it yourself." ”

Duan Yu hugged the frightened immature woman, glanced at the ink pouring pool strangely, gently pushed the woman away, looked at it carefully, and asked tentatively, "Are you Ah Zi?"

Mo Tingchi rarely paid attention to the brother and sister of Duan Yu and Ah Zi, looked at the woman holding Ding Chunqiu's corpse and the little girl standing with the woman's expression, and said lightly: "Let's go, they are waiting for us in the cave." ”

Mo Dump Chi took the lead in walking to Su Xinghe and looked at the stone cave with cold eyes.

Su Xinghe directly moved out of the way and bowed to Mo Dumping Pond: "Thank you." ”

Mo poured out no words, just looked back at the woman and the little girl who had not yet moved.

Half a day.

The little girl pulled the woman, carried the corner of Ding Chunqiu's clothes, and walked in the direction of the ink pool.

Women, children, and a corpse flew up, and in a few steps appeared in front of the ink pouring pool more than twenty meters away.

The crowd was shocked.

But anyone with some eyesight can see that the three of them can walk in mid-air, all because of that little girl's profound attainments and deep internal strength, but how can such an immature little girl have deep internal strength?

Ignoring the woman's grievances, the girl threw the body to the ink pool, and said without refusal: "Let's go first." ”

Mo Dump Chi did not refuse, and held Ding Chunqiu's corpse with his right hand.

When the little girl appeared, Su Xinghe had already looked at the little girl carefully, and he saluted the little girl respectfully, "Meet the uncle." ”

The little girl picked up a candle in front of the stone cave and didn't look at Su Xinghe, lit the candle, and walked directly into the cave. The woman's delicate body trembled, bit her red lip, glanced up at Mo Tingchi, and then followed.

From beginning to end, Su Xinghe was respectful, and when the two left, Su Xinghe straightened up and looked at the ink pool.

Mo Dump Chi did not rush into the cave, he walked up to Su Xinghe and asked, "You don't see your master?"

Su Xinghe shook his head: "I'm not going." ”

"Why? I remember you haven't seen him for a long time. ”

Su Xinghe put his hands behind his back, glanced at Mo Tianchi, and said lightly: "It's true that I haven't seen him for a long time, but I know that he doesn't want to see me at all, so I don't want to see him either." ”

Mo poured out the casserole and asked, "Why don't you want to see him?"

Su Xinghe did not refuse, and responded: "Because it's too tiring to get along with him." ”

"Too tired?"

Su Xinghe smiled coldly, looked up at Hangu Bayou, who was also his disciple under the stone wall, and put his hands in his sleeves: "I have spent forty years staying here to accompany him and plan revenge for him, do you say that I have repaid his favor?"

Mo Tianchi said calmly: "When you were willing to save him, you have already repaid the grace of the profession, not to mention that you have treated him like a biological father over the years, making cattle and horses for him, he really can't ask you for anything anymore." ”

"Young Master Mo, you said that I spent forty years here, is it worth it?" Su Xinghe sat on the stone, looked at his hand and sighed.

His hands were already old and wrinkled, and he was older than the average old man.

Now he is an out-and-out old man, but how many people know that he was in his prime forty years ago?

Mo Tingchi glanced at Su Xinghe, a look of admiration flashed on his face, and he said firmly: "It's worth it." ”

Su Xinghe looked surprised and asked, "Why?"

The corners of Mo Tingchi's mouth hooked a faint arc, and he smiled: "Because of her." ”

Su Xinghe stared at Mo Tingchi's eyes, his dead heart beat a little faster, and then he laughed, Hangu Bayou saw Su Xinghe for the first time, and saw the master smiling so happily.

Su Xinghe staggered to his feet, his eyes showed a very bright and very young light, he respectfully bowed to Mo Tianchi, and sighed: "I had regrets in this life, but now I have no regrets." ”

Mo Tingchi looked at Su Xinghe, was silent for a moment, he reached out and patted the gravel off Su Xinghe's shoulder, and sighed lightly: "I just hope you can leave no regrets, after all, you used to be my friend." ”

He smiled, an innocent smile on his withered face, and said, "Friend?"

Mo Dumping Chi didn't answer, he carried Ding Chunqiu's body and walked into the stone cave.

"Master!" Hangu Bayou, except for Xue Muhua, who had already left the beggar gang, all knelt down in front of Su Xinghe, crying bitterly.

They call themselves the Eight Friends of Hangu, which is not a title they want to hear, they like to hear others call them the Eight Disciples of Hangu, the disciples of Su Xinghe, the deaf and dumb Gu Lord.

They didn't dare to scream before, but now that Ding Chunqiu is dead, they finally dare to scream.

The seven people hugged Su Xinghe's thigh and knelt down in front of Su Xinghe.

The abnormal changes one after another have already shocked the hearts of everyone present.

Surprised, although they were still surprised, they didn't show a look of surprise, they just looked at the scene in front of them very happily and kindly.

Ding Chunqiu died, the rivers and lakes have been a lot quieter, and everyone present has no reason to be unhappy, except for one person.

The blood was still stained on the corners of his mouth, Murong Fu silently watched and saw this scene, he inserted his sword into the scabbard and left gloomily.

The turmoil is evil, and the package is different.

No one noticed that the once famous Murong Fu left, everyone only looked at Su Xinghe and Hangu Bayou in front of the stone cave, and there were curious people looking in front of the stone cave.

Walking out of the Valley of the Deaf and Dumb, Murong Fu laughed loudly and laughed wildly.

There was a burst of laughter, Murong Fu had no expression on his face, and sighed to the generals who followed silently behind him: "Go back to Swallow Dock." ”

On the road.

Murong Fu walked calmly, but a thought came to his mind - the rivers and lakes may still be the rivers and lakes of the past, but the people have changed.

He was reluctant to accept it, but he had to accept it.

Confusion, unprecedented pervasiveness.

He looked at the sky and muttered in his heart: Where is my path?

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Valley.

Su Xinghe patted the heads of Kang Guangling, Fan Bailing and others, and said with a straight face: "The guests are still there, and they are not afraid of losing face." ”

Kang Guangling and Fan Bailing wiped their tears, but Shi Qinglu and Li Puppet, who were still childish, cried loudly.

Su Xinghe shook his head helplessly, so he could only pat the seventh and eighth disciples fiercely, and said, "Go and prepare a banquet, and ask for the help of the heroes of the rivers and lakes present." He smiled apologetically at the crowd under the stone wall.

Everyone laughed.

The deaf and dumb valley suddenly became harmonious.

Long tables are lined up horizontally, and benches are paired together.

Wine and delicacies were presented one after another.

Everyone sat down, raised their glasses and drank freely, Su Xinghe's face was ruddy, and told the people present about the old past that everyone was very curious about and the meaning of the words between himself and Mo Dumping Pool.

After a few glasses of wine, Su Xinghe reversed his usual loneliness and indifference, and did not refuse everyone's questions, and answered them as soon as he opened his mouth.

About the Xiaoyao faction, about the grievances between Ding Chunqiu and the Xiaoyao faction slowly came out from Su Xinghe's mouth, and everyone was surprised, happy, hateful and sighing, with mixed tastes and emotions.

However, Su Xinghe did not answer all questions, for example, when Master Xuan Jian asked Ding Chunqiu why he betrayed Wuyazi and betrayed the Loose Sect, Su Xinghe was silent for a long time and gave a simple answer: Ding Chunqiu cultivated the notorious Huagong ** within the sect, and was known by the master, so he defected from the sect.

Most people are not suspicious of this answer, after all, Huagong is notorious, but there are still a few people who doubt Su Xinghe's answer, but no one has done much research on this issue.

After drinking more than a dozen glasses of wine in a row, Su Xinghe glanced back at the cave, a complicated look flashed on his face, and he returned to his head and put another glass of wine into his stomach.

Is wine sweet or bitter?

Only Su Xinghe himself knows.

Cave.

Wang Yuyan, Li Qiushui, Tianshan Tong, Li Qingluo, Mo Dumping Chi and Ding Chunqiu, who had become a corpse, appeared in front of Wu Yazi.

Wang Yuyan and Li Qiushui asked Wuyazi a lot of questions when they arrived, but Wuyazi was silent, but when the little girl dressed as a Tianshan Tong appeared, Wuyazi opened her eyes and smiled: "Senior sister hasn't seen you for many years, but are you okay?"

The little girl's body trembled and she turned away.

Wuyazi sighed, and although the little girl turned around quickly, her tears fell faster.

He slowly stood up, walked out of the stone platform surrounded by thirty-six candles and walked towards the little girl, passing Wang Yuyan and Li Qiushui in the middle, he walked in front of the little girl and made a move that surprised everyone.

With a pop, Wuyazi fell to his knees.

He said softly: "I am already declining, I just want to ask my senior sister to forget the grievances and grievances of our senior brothers and sisters back then, we have been entangled for a lifetime, and it is really enough." ”

The words are sincere and touching.

Li Qiushui and Tianshan Tong's grandmother burst into tears one after another.

They are all strong women, but they can't be strong in front of this man anyway.

After all, this is the man they once loved dearly.