The next day, Mu Zisu helped him outside to bask in the sun, and she sat on the embroidery pier and fed him perilla soup. It didn't take long for Gu Xiuyuan to visit him.

Gu Xiuyuan held a cup of tea and stared at Xiao Xian's lonely expression. At this time, he wanted to hear him call Xiao Gu again, and he wanted to let him do some 'bad things' with him.

Mu Zisu gently wiped the corners of Xiao Xian's lips with a handkerchief and said softly, "Senior brother." You say, what if Master never gets better? He's ...... O immortal. What if I die one day? ”

Gu Xiuyuan frowned, "Nonsense!" How could you-"

He suddenly understood that Xiao Xian was immortal, but Mu Zisu was not. Even if Mu Zisu is now a fourth-order Pure Gold monk, his lifespan is only two hundred years old, provided that he dies at the end of his life.

Mu Zisu clutched her handkerchief, looked at Xiao Xian in a daze, and finally said the sentence that had been holding in her heart, "What if, the Zodiac of Immortality is fake?" Is the cultivation of immortals fake? ”

Tears fell on the corners of her lips in a daze, and she said in a trembling voice: "You said, he used to be alone, how did he survive alone." How much do you have to suffer...... In the past, he had a sense of consciousness and only occasionally made mistakes, but look at him now...... If I leave him first, he will have no relatives in Kyushu, how can he be good......"

Gu Xiuyuan listened to her soft crying, and his heart ached.

Mu Zisu wiped a handful of tears with the back of her hand, "I always think these days, if I don't find him a son, I'll help raise him for the master, and tell him that he must be good to him." But what if the child grows up and treats him badly, what if he marries a daughter-in-law and doesn't want him, what if he doesn't take good care of him and forgets to give him food......"

Gu Xiuyuan held her shoulders that were trembling slightly from crying, and choked up: "Zisu, Mr. is a good person, a good person will definitely have a good reward, there is nothing difficult in the world, I am only afraid of people with a heart, I will definitely find a way to help Mr. recover." Don't forget, how many disciples in the Immortal Palace have turned into babies by virtue of the Theory of Sitting and Forgetting, and the Theory of Sitting and Forgetting was created by my uncle based on the classics left by Tianxiangjun, and the matter of ascending is not a nonsense. ”

These words can be regarded as a relief for Kuanmu Zisu's heart.

In the warm sunshine, he was as quiet as a riddle that had been silent for a thousand years.

Gu Xiuyuan looked at Xiao Xian and remembered what he had said.

- "A sword alone, the supreme demon venerable, the Kyushu sword immortal, are all false names made up for me by the world, I never admit it, and I don't care. But a person who once had such great power got such a disease. I will forget how to hold the sword, I will forget who my name is, I have protected the world, but I can't keep her. I just want to tell the world that what I have, the power you are after, is nothing more than a joke in the end. In the end, all I craved was the usual dinner for the family. ”

When he said this, he looked at the blue sky, his eyes were long, and he still spoke so slowly and logically, as if he were telling a long story. The scales and frenzy of youth are all hidden in the calm and gentle smile that has been tempered by the years. The flowers follow the willows, and Zhong Lingyu is beautiful.

The supreme demon venerable who made a decision to kill, passed away alone, floated and sunk in the Three Realms, and made the heroes bow their heads, asked the sky with a sword of sin, subverted Kyushu, broke through how many Longtan tigers' dens, how many blood debts he carried, calculated how many heroes and heroes he played, and how many sentient beings he saved.