Xi Mutong escaped from the clutches of the broken flute and returned to Jiluo Mountain. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After arranging the affairs in the mountains, she took a brocade box and walked into the floating hall where Shui Ling'er lived.

The Floating Life Hall was once her beloved apprentice, the long-term residence of Zhuyue. Although a few years have passed, as long as she returns here, she can still feel Zhuyue's ubiquitous, tall figure, and even no matter where she goes, she can clearly feel every breath he takes.

But even if the truth is cruel, she has to accept it calmly: Zhuyue is gone, there is no reincarnation, and he will never appear in any form again except for memories.

So recently, after making that terrible decision, she couldn't help but have a strange thought: if she also left the Six Realms and did not enter reincarnation, would she be able to meet him again one day, in a void at the edge of the universe?

She walked into the study, which was now owned by Shui Ling'er.

Seeing that the desk was in a mess with the child, the books and papers were lying in disarray, and the brushes were not hung on the pen holders, but she was not allowed to touch his things at will, she could only smile lovingly, help him tidy up the house, and then sit quietly in front of the window, motionless until sunset—she was really reluctant to leave the Floating Life Hall.

Night has fallen, and the time to meet the Son of Heaven has come, and Xi Mutong must go.

She entrusted the brocade box to Lulu, and told him that he must hand over this thing to Shui Ling'er himself, and then walked back to Baixiang Valley step by step and entered the Xuanbing Cave.

In the dragon tooth mirror, the Son of Ruthless Heaven was standing by the vast path with his hands behind his back and waiting for her.

After experiencing a nightmarish catastrophe, the only thing Xi Mutong wanted to see him again was to plunge into his arms, let him hold him and cry bitterly, maybe cry out all the horrors and grievances in his heart, and everything would be fine?

Although this desire was strong, in the end it only turned into a simple sentence: "Tong'er, let Mr. wait for a long time." ”

The Son of Desperation was very concerned about her, and he did come very early. When I heard her soft footsteps coming from the direction of the fog, I was very happy and hurriedly turned to greet her.

But when he saw her face, he was gloomy and panicked, and his heart sank, knowing that something bad must have happened to her in the past few days.

He didn't rush to ask, thinking that when it was appropriate, she would naturally tell the truth. If not, it's never too late for him to ask.

The two of them were silent, but they looked at each other affectionately for a long time before he spoke: "Tong'er, you look so tired, are you unwell?"

Xi Mutong smiled and replied in a flash: "With Mr. Lao's concern, Tong'er is fine, but he is just a little sleepy after studying the map of Nanke Mountain left by Jiang Nanjun for several days." ”

Of course, Caracer knew that what she said was not true, so she didn't ask anymore, and pretended to smile lightly: "So that's the case, Tong'er is fine, then let's go." ”

Anyway, just reach out and click on the sign.

"Sir, please wait a moment!" Xi Mutong hurriedly stopped him,

"Tong'er is here, is there anything unfinished?" he hurriedly retracted his hand.

Xi Mutong looked at him intently, and the person who appeared in his mind was Shui Ling'er. Before she left Jiluo Mountain, she had left him a letter, instructing him to ask Mr. Yufeng to take him into the Universe Void Realm when he began to cultivate Wanyu Jue.

In the past few days, the things that have happened have been complicated, and her letter was written in an extremely hasty manner, and she has not had time to discuss it with the caracal, let alone ask for his consent, so if she doesn't hurry up here and make it clear, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future.

So she pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "Tong'er has a reluctant request, I wonder if Mr. can agree?"

Hearing her say that she had a request, he nodded without thinking about it: "You say, as long as it's your business, I will agree to anything." (To be continued.) )