In the air, a chill suddenly spread, not from heaven and earth, but from the chill of the white-haired woman.

Some of the personal disciples, and even a few elders glared angrily, but fortunately, most of the people present frowned slightly, and they were a little dissatisfied with Elder Ning Dan.

After all, the situation of several elders vying for power and profit has long been known to the core members of the Qingxu Sect, but no matter how much trouble they make, after all, it is their own sect and their own family fighting.

Now in front of Mo Chen, an outsider, the noise is turned upside down, and he is really a bit embarrassed by the face of the Daomen.

However, Elder Ning Dan didn't think so, his face looked slightly interesting, and he didn't continue to speak, only clasped his hands on his shoulders, and waited for everyone's reaction.

At this time, Sect Master Xu Han finally spoke, and said as if sighing, but not at Mochen, nor at the people behind him, but at the white-haired woman beside him: "Ningshuang, I'm a little tired, let's go back." ”

As soon as the words fell, Xu Han turned around, leaving only a back, revealing infinite desolation and loneliness.

Now it's okay, the faces of the three elders stiffened in unison, and the sect master said that he was tired and wanted to go back, so what was the noise, what was the trouble.

Seeing that the matter was about to be stopped, Elder Lian Cui was even more anxious: "Sect Master! This matter can't be done like this, today Elder He brought back a stinky boy and burned Baoshan Peak, if Elder He brings back something tomorrow, won't he burn the entire Qingxu Sect?"

But no matter how clever Elder Lian Cui was, Xu Han always waved his hand slightly and did not respond.

Xu Han looked at Elder Lian Cui and only watched quietly.

It was an extremely tired look, tired of the death of the son, tired of the pain of the sect.

Mo Chen had seen this look, it was in the memory of the Skeleton Ghost King, the eyes of Yan Hao's mother.

"Sect Master, slow down!" Mo Chen couldn't bear it, blurted out, and it was too late to take it back.

"Presumptuous!" the three elders shouted angrily in unison, their momentum bursting out, their expressions excited, and their joy.

"Boom!" seemed to be the sound of a hurricane, and the majestic Lingyuan power was overwhelmingly surging towards the ink dust.

There was no change on the surface of the ink dust, but deep in the soul, it felt like it had been suddenly pressed into deep water...... There is a breathless pressure.

Mo Chen only felt that he was in a quagmire, and a force of heaven and earth came to his face.

He Shouzheng immediately strode forward, and at the same time released his majestic momentum, blocking in front of Mo Chen.

It seemed that Mo Chen's move was a bit reckless, and she was slightly displeased: "Chen'er, don't do this again." ”

Mo Chen's heart was palpitating, but when he knew that the words had been spoken, he could only bite the bullet and continue to speak: "Sect Master." Word by word, word by word, like thunder: "I, fortunately, have met Xu Gongzi." ”

As soon as these words came out, the birds were silent.

"What are you talking about!?" Xu Han paused, turned his head suddenly, his ink hair was slightly messy, his dead face lit up instantly, and in an instant, tears flowed down his face.

"Don't talk nonsense!" He Shou's face changed suddenly, the matter of Xu Gongzi's death had long been known, but the sect master Xu Han turned a deaf ear, and even the big and small decisions in the sect gradually turned a blind eye, and all of them were handed over to himself.

For this matter, He Shouzheng quarreled with Xu Han more than once, but it still had no effect, at this time, Mo Chen actually mentioned that he had seen Xu Gongzi, how could he not make He Shouzheng frightened.

As soon as the words fell, the explosion sounded, He Shouzheng just wanted to raise his hand to stop it, but he was still a step slow, and Mo Chen only felt that his eyes flickered, and the person was already in the air.

What he faced and met was Xu Han's clear face and moist eyes.

In the pair of eyes in front of me, this moment is full of longing, sadness, and hope......

Mo Chen looked at him in a daze, as if he had a mysterious power, enveloping his thoughts, and suddenly there was a wave of illusion in front of him, like clouds and mist, like a dream.

Mo Chen seemed to see that Xu Han and his beloved wife met, but they looked at each other, their hearts fell, and they fell in love at first sight......

However, his life is as thin as a flower, and he gave birth to a son, and he has already died.

Mochen also saw that time is like electricity, time is like a shuttle, and the infant child has become a heroic boy, and since then, he has been riding the rivers and lakes, whistling vertically and horizontally, swords and swords, and dominating the world.

At that time, the young man was sharp, the jade tree was in the wind, the ambition of the wind and clouds, and the vision of Hongye.

At that time, the young man was free and easy, made friends, was happy and unstoppable.

When he is happy, the young man travels through the stars and nights, and the sword is thousands of miles, just to share his joy with his father.

When he was in pain, the boy faced it calmly and indulged himself, just to conspire with his father to get drunk and rest.

Happy, laugh, laugh at the changing situation in the world, angry, crazy, fight the world at will, kill a world upside down, stir up a tsunami landslide!

Gradually, the boy was no longer confused.

The years have worn out his sharpness and consumed his light, but his spirit has not disappeared, his mind is more meticulous, all the edges are just steadily hidden, and when he sees the light of day again, he will be shocked by the world!

Anyway, the real talent has not yet been displayed, and the grand ambition has not been realized, but the sky is jealous of the heroes, and the mountains and rivers are dashing.

Faintly, the picture rotates, a tomb overgrown with grass appears in front of Mo Chen, the sun is setting, quietly silent between heaven and earth, in front of the grave, an old man in Tsing Yi is rickety, standing for a long time, stupid and melancholy......

Here, Mochen felt Xu Han, Xu Gongzi, and everything between father and son.

Mo Chen's eyes moistened, and at this moment, he suddenly felt empathy, and the sorrow in his heart was irrepressible.

It turned out that Xu Han had already accepted everything and accepted the fact that his beloved son had died......

"Ding...... Bite...... Ding......"

In the silence, tears crossed the corners of his eyes, slowly dripping, and they sounded softly, so clearly, and so vibrating.

Mo Chen suddenly woke up, only to find that he had burst into tears, and tears fell at his feet one by one, making a gentle tinkling sound.

Not only him, but even the white-haired woman beside Xu Han was already in tears, secretly sad and sad.

Mo Chen stared at the opposite side, and saw that the old man in Tsing Yi was still standing awkwardly, with mist rising from the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were staring at himself with infinite heaviness and depth, with endless hope and determination.

Mochen wanted to speak, but he only felt choked in his throat, and he couldn't say a word, he wanted to stop his tears, but he couldn't stop saying anything, and the sorrow in his heart became worse and worse......

This was the momentum that Xu Han unintentionally released, which affected Mo Chen's state of mind.

After a long time, Mo Chen's mind finally stabilized a little, and he slowly took out the dim water spirit bead from the Nahuan: "I have seen Xu Gongzi in the Heavenly Illusion Ghost Domain. ”