Chapter 303

Yan Qingyang can't accept that Mu Tianhe is dead.

It was Mu Tianhe who was omnipotent in the previous life. It was Mu Tianhe, the genius of Tianzong. It was a man who turned the tide in the battle of immortals and demons in the previous life. He was intelligent, resourceful, cunning, powerful and skillful. How could such a man die so young?

Besides, death is silent.

Yan Qingyang couldn't believe it.

However, if you think about it carefully, they are going to Wanjie City, where there are countless golden elixirs and Yuanying monks, where the gods occasionally appear, where the aura is abundant, and there are countless lingcao Lingzhi materials. How many of the top magic drugs in the floating cloud world are not worth mentioning.

The friars there, taking out any magic weapon, can cause the friars of the floating cloud world to rush.

The two of them had been very careful and hard to survive there. They were chased to death. They were the lowest level monks there. They were nothing. When they came back to the floating cloud world from there, how terrible was the thunder robbery? How could Mu Tianhe be cut?

How could it be that the old man of the inn gave him a treasure? If there was such a treasure, the old man would not be so surprised to see Yu Lei Jia.

Mu Tianhe lied. There was no treasure at all. He was robbed by thunder at that time and his life was in danger!

He didn't have any treasure in his hand, but when he saw the thunder, he still jumped on himself and saved himself with his life.

He de he can, worth saving with his life.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingyang's tears were more turbulent. Her knees softened, and she sat down on the ground, sobbing, and asked: "elder martial brother mu, where is he buried?"

She didn't expect that the secret place of heaven's secret was gone forever.

At this moment, she even miss Mu Tianhe, want to see his face again, even the dead face, even his tombstone.

Ling jiuxiao looked up at the gray sky and tried to force back his tears. He gave a wry smile: "younger martial brother mu, he doesn't even have a corpse. We only set up a memorial tablet for him. It's in his cave. Younger martial sister Yan, do you want to have a look?"

Yan Qingyang nodded with hazy eyes.

Ling jiuxiao gave a long sigh. Arm struggling to support their own body stood up, wobbly said: "you come with me!"

After that, Ling jiuxiao stepped on the flying sword.

Yan Qingyang also summoned the flying sword, but he couldn't step on it. After several times, he stepped empty. The last time, he tilted and fell to the ground.

Her brain is wooden now, still some can't believe Mu Tianhe is dead.

Ling jiuxiao sighed, turned back and pulled Yan Qingyang onto his flying sword, galloping all the way.

They went all the way to the cave just now. Ling jiuxiao dropped the flying sword and opened the ban. Then he pulled up Yan Qingyang's sleeve and went in.

They walked all the way until they entered a cave. In the cave, there were pieces of white silk. With the wind they came in, they floated around.

On the table in the cave, there is a small wooden sign with a few words: "Tomb of Mu Tianhe"

In front of the memorial tablet, there is a fragrant mist.

Yan Qingyang stood stupidly. She still couldn't believe that Mu Tianhe was dead. She didn't even have a corpse. There was only a small wooden card.

Like a wooden person, she stepped forward step by step and gently stroked the wooden card with her hand.

Tears more turbulent, Pusu Su, actually dropped into the ash inside.

"Bold, who dare to move my son's tablet?" With a loud shout, mu Qianxun came in from the outside. In a flash, he came to Yan Qingyang. With a flick of his sleeve, Yan Qingyang was pushed back more than ten steps and directly touched the doorframe.

Bang, make a dull voice, Yan Qingyang covered his chest, it's so easy to bear the smell of sweet.

Mu Qianxun has already become Dan, and his cultivation is much higher than Yan Qingyang. He was very angry just now, and his strength is not small, but Yan Qingyang has been in a daze all the time, and he didn't resist at all. This time, he was hurt.

Ling jiuxiao stopped mu Qianxun in a hurry and said, "don't, madam..."

Mu Qianxun carefully wiped the memorial tablet of Mu Tianhe with his sleeve, especially wiped the part Yan Qingyang had just met, and said coldly: "Xiao'er, how dare you bring it in! You forgot what I said, didn't you? "

Ling jiuxiao quickly picked up Yan Qingyang, hesitated for a moment, said: "teacher Niang, she is Yan Qingyang!"

He regards Ling Qianhe and mu Qianxun as his biological parents, and he always knows and speaks to them. Although Mu Tianhe told him not to tell them the truth, he said it under the pressure of Ling Qianhe.

Therefore, both Ling Qianhe and mu Qianxun know Yan Qingyang.

"I don't care who she is? Get her out of here Mu Qianxun turned around and yelled.

Ling jiuxiao quickly protects Yan Qingyang again. He doesn't see so much fire from his usual mild mu Qianxun. He can't help but feel a little flustered. He says without hesitation: "she's the one..."

Mu Qianxun interrupted him and yelled: "let her go! If I see you bring her in again, I'll drive you out of the house immediately! Go away Yan Qingyang covered his chest. Seeing mu Qianxun's face pale and tired, he felt even more ashamed. At this moment, the fishy sweetness in his mouth could no longer help, and a wisp of blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth. Yan Qingyang quickly wiped it with his sleeve. Ling jiuxiao looks gloomy, and understands that muqianxun is very angry. Now it's better to go out quickly, so that muqianxun won't get angry. So he signals Yan Qingyang to leave quickly. Yan Qingyang bowed deeply and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, master mu." She was so sad that she really wanted mu Qianxun to turn around and kill herself. Mu Qianxun turned around and stared at the memorial tablet of Mu Tianhe. Tears fell down one by one. His voice was low and he said, "go away!" Ling jiuxiao quickly pulls Yan Qingyang out of the cave of Mu Tianhe“ Younger martial sister Yan, you have seen the memorial tablet of younger martial brother mu. You... Should go back! " Ling jiuxiao said. For a long time, Ling jiuxiao couldn't help but turn her head. Yan Qingyang's temples were scattered, and her face was pale, especially her eyes. They were numb and lost their luster. She had just shed too many tears, and her eyes were swollen. At this time, she was just staring at a clear spring in front of her“ OK, younger martial sister Yan, go back! I have to go back to see my mistress! " Ling jiuxiao said again. Yan Qingyang nodded, stupidly raised his foot and took a step forward. In front of her is the clear spring. If she goes on like this, she has to fall in. Ling jiuxiao grabs her sleeve and pulls her back. Facing the path, he says, "younger martial sister Yan, go back!" Yan Qingyang nodded again, raised his feet and walked forward. Ling jiuxiao breathed a sigh of relief. She turned her head and was about to go back. Suddenly, she saw Yan Qingyang walking straight towards a tree. She was about to bump into it, but she was unconscious and still walking forward“ Hello Ling jiuxiao quickly flies forward and pulls her back“ Alas Ling jiuxiao sighed again and pulled Yan Qingyang's sleeve, "forget it, I'll take you back!"