Shen Qihuan left the Immortal Palace to find another way, Gu Xiuyuan always felt that Shen Qihuan was afraid of the Three Thousand Floating Slaughter, or because of the transaction with the master, he couldn't go toe-to-toe with the master. The seventh master is a businessman, he will not do loss-making transactions, and he has no position to help the Immortal Palace. He promised to save Xiao Xian, and Mu Zisu was already very grateful to the seventh master.

There has been no news from Jialan's side. The traitor who set the fire was still not found. Lin Dongqing, who lost the gossip furnace, was reluctant all day long, and Mu Zisu allocated two silver taels to buy her another alchemy furnace, although it was not as good as the gossip furnace, it was better than nothing......

As for Afu, she fell asleep for three days and three nights after using the Hundred Beast Diagram, and when she woke up, she completely forgot about it, and was still a silent little girl who worked alone in the backyard.

Tang Jingyu left the Palace of Eternal Life and went to Shu, and there was no more news. Shouichi said that he must have taken the opportunity to run away if he was so timid. Mu Zisu said that his moo was still in the Eternal Life Palace, and he would not go far.

What Mu Zisu can do is to make merits, stimulate the power of the second house as soon as possible, and take care of Xiao Xian.

As long as she closed her eyes, she could see the corpse in that place in Tai Chi Square that day.

The hatred in her heart did not subside for a moment.

At the beginning of September, the mountain wind was mighty, the air was clear, and the Immortal Palace was full of gloom.

Xiao Xian couldn't wake up all day long, and Mu Zisu waited in front of the bed day and night. Just like many years ago, when she had not yet risen from the lotus, Xiao Xian held the lotus all day and spoke.

She felt that Master could hear it.

- "Don't cry no matter what happens, especially don't hide and cry by yourself." If you want to cry, you can only be in Master's arms. ”

Mu Zisu buried her face in his chest, picked up his arm and let him hug herself, this embrace was too warm, and she turned all her anger, unwillingness and pain into tears of grievance. She could smell the faint aroma of his white shirt, so clean and gentle.

On a summer evening, she drank perilla soup and lay in the corridor on his lap, smelling the same smell as it is now.

No matter how big her temper was, as long as he touched her head, all the violence and insecurity in her heart would melt away. Calm her down as a kitten.

Crying and crying, she fell asleep unconsciously.

The breeze blew through his white hair, and the purple and red fell between his picturesque brows.

In his dreams, he is still the peerless appearance in his memory.

Mu Zisu muttered in a daze, "Master, where are you going......

The gentle voice whispered in her ear, "Master is not going anywhere, I am here." ”

Mu Zisu woke up suddenly, only to realize that everything was a dream, and his heart couldn't help but be low for a moment.

Her hand brushed his eyebrows and sighed, "Master, how long are you going to sleep?" ”

It was late at night, and Mu Zisu got up to blow out the candle.

As soon as she hit the ground, she suddenly felt someone gently tug at her hand.

Mu Zisu turned his head suddenly, saw Xiao Xian open his eyes, and muttered, "Gluttony...... Gluttonous ......"

Mu Zisu was pleasantly surprised, pounced, shook his shoulder and said eagerly, "Master, Master, are you awake?" ”

His gaze was glazed, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a gray veil.

Mu Zisu remembered what Shen Qihuan said, even if he woke up, he wouldn't be the same Xiao Xian he used to be.

The only thing that is fortunate is that Master can still pronounce her name, and he still has her in his heart.

Gradually, Xiao Xian fell asleep again.