"Poof!"

Remembering that some time ago, Zhao Rui looked at the "Qinglian Dao Sutra" written by himself silently and was so anxious that she scratched her ears and cheeks and wanted to practice but couldn't practice, Li Mengxin couldn't help laughing.

"What's so fun! Say it and let grandpa share it!"

Zhao Rui saw that his persuasion finally had a result, and couldn't help but laugh.

"It's fine!"

Li Mengxin hurriedly covered up, he didn't want his grandfather to know that he was smiling, but the master was still a person who always cared about himself and cared for him.

"I can guess if I don't say it! I must be thinking of my lover! Hey! The girl is not in the middle!

Zhao Rui looked self-righteous, shook her head and sighed, which made Li Mengxin embarrassed.

"No, they're not! Oh, ignore you, grandpa is bullying Xin'er!"

Li Mengxin blushed and opened her mouth to defend herself, but she suddenly stopped, stomped her feet, and ran away with a blushing face.

Watching Li Mengxin run away and gradually run away, Zhao Rui smiled knowingly, the stone in her heart that had been in her heart for a long time finally landed.

When Nangong Yuyu came to his senses again, he saw Dongfang Yiren resting beside the bed, and felt an inexplicable guilt in his heart.

"Ying Ning", Dongfang Yiren rubbed his awakened eyelids, and suddenly saw Nangong Yuyu looking at him with a loving face, and Yiren's drowsiness woke up suddenly.

"Mother, you're awake, that's great!"

Dongfang Yiren looked at Nangong Yuyu with an excited face.

"Silly boy! It's been a bitter time for you and Qiu'er!"

Nangong Yuyu looked at Dongfang Yiren's expression and felt very guilty.

"Hehe, mother, you are serious again, fortunately it is my mother and Brother Chunqiu who are suffering during this time, and I am not bitter!"

Dongfang Yiren smiled sweetly at Nangong Yuyu and pretended to be relaxed.

Since the suppression of the bandits, how could she have been comfortable one day, and she was even too busy to go to her biological mother's grave, but her sister Lan Ling Yimeng waited alone in front of her mother's grave.

She didn't want to, and even she knew her mother's thoughts, it was because of this guilt that her mother had not rested for a moment since she returned to Yangzhou, and the main building of the world was fighting on the top of the Tianshan Mountain, and even one person hit the headquarters of the downstairs of the world, and her mother carried all the faults on one person, perhaps, after the uncle sword was uninjured and the master Qian Duoduo gathered together, it was the time to go to the grave of his biological mother together...

Since the second sister's ashes returned to Yangzhou, I... Since then, it has not even dragged you down... Do you blame me?"

Nangong Yuyu stopped talking, looking tired.

"Mother! How can I blame you! Mother's actions during this period of time are seen by everyone, and even twice it was a game of nine deaths and a lifetime, and my mother resisted it alone!"

Dongfang Yiren's eyes are red, it's not strange, he still has some mustard in his heart, but Nangong Yuyi's question disappeared.

"I'm ashamed of my second sister! If I could find out her whereabouts back then, she wouldn't..."

When Nangong Yuyu said this, she couldn't stop crying.

"Mother, it's none of your business, have you done less over the years?"

Yiren grabbed Nangong Yuyu's hand and said sadly.

"Ahem!"

Nangong Yuyun suddenly coughed violently, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, which made Dongfang Yiren panic.

"Mother, don't think about it too much, Mother! I beg you! If you have three long and two short, how to explain to Brother Chunqiu, how to explain to uncle, how to explain to master, and how to explain to your biological mother!"

Dongfang Yiren hurriedly took out a blue and white porcelain vase from his arms, poured out the only two Lishen Pills in it, and was about to feed Nangong Yuyu.

"No!"

Nangong Yuyu grabbed Yiren's hand and said weakly, before he finished speaking, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the curtain at the head of the bed red.

"Mother!"

Dongfang Yiren looked at Nangong Yuyu with a concerned expression.

"It's useless! I know the extent of my injuries, and I have no effect on the Falling Pill!"

Nangong Yuyu looked at Dongfang Yiren indifferently and stopped.

"Mother, what then, what should I do?"

Dongfang Yiren looked flustered, and she didn't know how to deal with it at this moment.

"Resign yourself to fate! I forcibly used a move that I had no control over, and I was angry. The boiling medicinal power in my body is the Falling Pill you gave me earlier!"

Nangong Yuyu smiled slightly, and said indifferently.

"Mother! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't think it would be like this, I didn't want to!"

Dongfang Yiren grabbed Nangong Yuyu's hand with a sad expression.

"Fool, if it weren't for the effect of the Falling Pill on the flesh and bones of the living and dead, heal the wounds all over my body. I'm afraid I'm not here now!"

Nangong Yuyu looked at Dongfang Yiren with a smile on her face and comforted.

"Mother, what should I do?"

Dongfang Yiren looked at Nangong Yuyu and cried.

"You guys, just take care of yourself, I will have to retreat and recuperate from my injuries in the near future, the backlash of "Zhou Tianxing Fighting Sword Technique" is not an elixir!"

Nangong Yuyu tried her best to show that she didn't care, and her face was relaxed.

"Really, Mother, are you sure?"

Dongfang Yiren raised his head and looked at Nangong Yuyu with an expectant expression.

"Of course, is it possible that your mother will still deceive you?"

Nangong Yuyu sat up hard, looking at Dongfang Yiren with an indifferent face and confidence.

"Well, Yiren understands! Mother, Yiren is waiting for you to come back! At that time, I will give you an intact Spring and Autumn Brother and Xingchen Pavilion!"

Dongfang Yiren hurriedly held Nangong Yuyu and said with a serious face.

"Don't let your mother down, this retreat may be a long time, don't worry about me!"

Nangong Yuyu gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Yiren's eyes, comforted, and instructed.

"Qiu'er, you told him, don't let him worry! I'll immediately retreat to heal, I hope to get out of the customs as soon as possible!"

Nangong Yuyun frowned suddenly, forcibly suppressed the discomfort on his body, pretended to be indifferent, patted Yiren's head, and said softly.

"Go ahead!"

Nangong Yuyu endured the discomfort of the meridians, stood up, patted Dongfang Yiren's fragrant shoulder, and smiled.

"But Mother!"

Dongfang looked at Nangong Yuyu with a breezy face.

"There is nothing but! This time I need to meditate and concentrate so that I can breathe and cultivate! Don't bother, if I am affected, I don't know when I will be cured!"

Nangong Yuyu's face turned cold, and he looked at Dongfang Yiren with a slight frown.

She was afraid that if she dragged on for another point, she would not be able to help it, so that people could see the difference.

Dongfang Yiren looked at Nangong Yuyu with a pitiful look, how much she wished she could stay and be by her mother's side in case of emergency.

"Could it be that if I'm injured, what I say doesn't have the prestige I used to have?"

Nangong Yuyu looked at Yiren with an angry face.

"Mother take care! Yiren will protect the Dharma for his mother outside the courtyard to prevent anyone from trespassing!"

Although he knew that Nangong Yuyu was actually retreating in the secret room in the courtyard, he was still afraid that someone who was reckless would collide with his mother's retreat, so he said softly when he withdrew.