Gu Xiuyuan said eagerly: "Sir, take a good look at her, she is Shisu, she is your gluttony!" You can forget anyone, how can you forget her! She's for you—"

  Mu Zisu wiped away her tears and interrupted him, "Senior brother." ”

  Gu Xiuyuan was helpless, so he had to sigh deeply and keep silent.

  Mu Zisu was extremely distressed when he saw him weak and sick because of the Divine Soul Needle, so he hurriedly coaxed him and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go out, don't be angry...... Don't be angry......"

  Shen Qihuan said: "Here I am, Zisu, don't worry." ”

  Mu Zisu nodded, bit her lower lip, and then reluctantly glanced at Xiao Xian, turned around and left.

  The moment she turned around, she didn't know why, so many tears flowed.

  A long time ago, what she was most afraid of was that the master would forget her one day, and this day finally came.

  Mu Zisu stood at the door, the cold wind was bleak, she had never felt so cold. She looked out into the haze sky and sighed.

  "Alas, why am I so miserable, my innocence is gone, Master doesn't recognize me anymore, and I don't even have the qualifications to like a sword show."

  She suddenly remembered that she also had to decoct Xiao Xian, and the recipes and herbs were all brought by Shen Qihuan from the Tianshu Sect. I can't help but sigh, the seventh master is really concerned about the master's affairs.

  Thinking so, Mu Zisu went to the pharmacy, sat by the stove and propped his chin to decoct Xiao Xian.

  It was rare for the disciples of the pharmacy to see Mu Zisu with such a sad face, and they didn't dare to go up and ask. An hour later, Mu Zisu poured the soup from the medicine pot into a bowl and brought it to the dormitory.

  She was about to push the door, but she was afraid that Xiao Xian would be angry when she saw her, so she could only give the medicine to the seventh master. But then again, he doesn't know himself, so why should he be angry when he sees himself...... Where the hell did you provoke him?

  At this time, she heard the conversation between Shen Qihuan and Xiao Xian inside, and the hand knocking on the door suddenly stopped.

  Through the crack in the door, she saw Shen Qihuan sitting next to the couch, holding Xiao Xian's hand and comforting him, "Didn't I just say it?" You're injured now, and when you're healed, I'll take you to your wife. ”

  Xiao Xian was half-lying on the edge of the bed, lowering his eyes, looking very unhappy, "She is pregnant, I have to take care of her." ”

  "Don't worry, I've already sent someone to take care of her, you can't even take care of yourself, how can you take care of her?"

  "Others, I'm not at ease."

  "You are obedient, you have no cultivation now, and you are still so haggard, she will be worried when she sees you."

  Xiao Xian muttered, "Yes...... Can't let her worry...... She's still pregnant with a nine-year-old ......"

  - Master's Memory...... Did he stay in his teenage years?

  At this time, Shen Qihuan noticed Mu Zisu who was stunned outside the door, strode over, pushed open the door and said, "What are you doing here, come in." ”

  Mu Zisu's gaze crossed Shen Qihuan and looked at Xiao Xian behind him, then retracted his gaze and bit his lower lip and said, "Forget it, I'm afraid that as soon as I go in, he will be unhappy again." ”

  Shen Qihuan looked at her timid appearance, he laughed a little in his heart, and felt very sorry for her, he knew that although Mu Zisu had no love for Xiao Xian, that affection was no less than Xiao Xian's for her. He said: "What, Lord Gluttony has accepted his fate? The coming days are long, and if you are not there in the future, who will take care of him? ”

  "But......" she swallowed and foamed, "I was most afraid of Master being angry when I was a child...... Now he is not in good health, and he must not be angry. Still is...... Forget it. ”