Chapter 972

When it comes to business, Suzie is serious.

Ge Mo took the token with trembling hands. Could such a small black card really make people in Cloud City and Mingyue villa bypass them?

"Brother Ge Mo, you must not take out this token until you have to. Do you know?"

Suqi thought for a while and said that if his mother knew that he was building his own power outside, she would smash his little ass.

"Yes, young master, but why use it when you have to?"

In fact, Ge Mo wanted to know more about Suqi's life experience. He had a vague guess, but he wanted to know more.

"Brother Ge Mo, listen to me. If you light it up casually, my butt will blossom. Let's go and tidy up the shop."

Suqi shook his head, and his legs trembled at the thought of the stick in his mother's hand.

"Yes, sir!"

Ge Mo doesn't ask much. He will know when he should know.

In fact, Suqi also knew what GE Mo wanted to know, but he went around several places, and gradually understood that sometimes it would be better to keep a quiet peace alone. As long as his mother said that he would not be arrogant when he was proud and not depressed when he was frustrated!

In Sanqing mountain, the fog is diffuse, but crystal clear, dense boiling, today's fog is very strong.

From afar, it's very mysterious, the fog is bright, it's constantly flying, it's extremely dazzling.

In Sansheng's gate, white cloth was hung everywhere.

In the hall, the mausoleum of yaohuang Tianzun has been arranged. The body of yaohuang Tianzun is placed in a mahogany coffin in the center of the hall. The coffin cover has not been covered yet, waiting for those who come to sacrifice to see the last time.

Two disciples were at one side, burning paper money in tears.

Yaohuang Tianzun was gentle and kind-hearted. His death made the disciples of Sansheng family very sad.

The whole hall was covered with a thick sadness.

Murong Shaofeng a white Xiaoyi, straight kneeling in front of the coffin, a pair of warm eyes, full of blood, handsome face, full of pain, every breath, are like to bear what?

Haidong stood at the door and looked at Murong Shaofeng's straight figure. His eyes were covered with water mist and walked in.

"Elder martial brother, you have been kneeling for several hours. Take a rest! The last thing the master wants to see is that you look like this. "

Murong Shaofeng did not move, still kneeling straight.

"Is the cemetery ready?"

Murong Shaofeng asked sadly.

"Elder martial brother, the master has already selected the graveyard in front of him. It's just behind Sanqing mountain. The master likes the scenery of Sanqing mountain very much. He has just asked the geomantic master to go to his destination to pour out a drink. The master has no children, but the master regards us as his own, so we can do the task of adding soil."

"Good!" Murong Shaofeng's expressionless response!

At noon, there are more and more people offering sacrifices to the Emperor Yao and Huang. The value of life is nothing more than what he did to his body. All the people who helped him came to worship him.

Murong Shaofeng and Haidong both paid their respects one by one in the spirit hall.

"Shaofeng."

Su Zimo and Mu Yunxuan take Xin'er to come in.

Hearing the familiar voice, Murong Shaofeng looked up fiercely.

When seeing Su Zimo's moment, Murong Shaofeng's sadness almost burst out in an instant.

"Momo, here you are."

Murong Shaofeng did not expect that she would also come, warm eyes, covered with water mist, and then quickly covered up by him.

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