"Put down Sister Qianqian! Where are you going to take her?"

Mo Yu stopped Feng Wushang, stared stubbornly and did not retreat, "Sister is injured! There are the best elixirs in the fairy world, the best immortal masters, and the best..."

Mo Lin was heartbroken, "Yu'er!"

Mo Lin held Mo Yu in his arms. The second mistake in his life was that Yu'er participated in Qianqian's disappearance! How should he face him in the future? How to explain to him?

"Yu'er, your sister Qianqian is from another world. She asked the Fox King to take her home. She always wanted to go back."

"Then she will come back, right?"

Mo Yu's body trembled slightly. It must be like this. My sister must be fine and she must be fine!

"Yu'er, your sister Qianqian, she has gone."

Mo Lin smiled bitterly and had to break Mo Yu's last fantasy under despair with his own hands, so that he could be completely awake. If he did not do this, Yu'er's future path of cultivation would be extremely difficult.

"If you want to see her, you can wait until you are strong in the future and go to the place where she is born."

Look at her cemetery!

"No--"

The last trace of fragile persistence was ruthlessly shattered, and Mo Yu cried in despair.

He wants that warm and fragrant sister, and not a cold tombstone!

He wants the sister who can bully him and pinch his face, and don’t have the cold tombstone!

He wants the sister who is obviously weak and wants to die, but will still protect him regardless of danger!

He doesn't want his sister to die!

"Yu'er, be good..."

Mo Lin hugged Mo Yu, and his heart was in unbearable pain and tears came down.

Feng Wushang bypassed the two and continued walking on the cold street.

"Pong!pong!pong!"

In front, the Lord of Mo Ji was holding a hard dark stone in the ruins, and hitting the magic mirror in his hand hard.

"Feel sorry."

Feng Wushang paused slightly and then moved forward. He would have to pay back what he owed to Yelan City Lord in the future, but now, he just wants to accompany Qianqian on his last journey and fulfill Qianqian's wish.

Mo Lin comforted Mo Yu and also apologized to the City Lord Mo Ji.

"Lord Mo Ji, I'm really sorry for what happened today."

He was heartbroken and he really didn't have the heart to say more considerate words of comfort.

Mo Ji smiled brilliantly, "No, today is the happiest day for me in two years! Although I know that saying this will make you feel the hearts of both of you, I'm so sorry, I'm so happy! Oh, my lovely and willful Master, where do you think of?"

Mo Lin was stunned. His master? Is his master here?

But Mo Ji was stepping on a soul under her feet, and the soul disguised as a shadow and lying on the messy ground.

"Hey, hey, boy, isn't this too much for his master? Boy, you have to respect his teacher!" Seeing that he was discovered, the soul struggled.

Mo Ji picked up his soul with one hand, "Oh, Master, don't care much about his only personal disciple."

Mo Lin smiled apologetically and turned around and left. He didn't care much about such strange private affairs.

"Hey, fox boy, fairy boy, if you rescue me from this bastard, I will tell you a secret!"

Feng Wushang turned a blind eye to passing by.

Mo Lin smiled a sorry smile and passed by him.

"Master, be good, your disciple will love you very much."

"Hey, you two stop me! You guys don't care if it's about the life and death of that little girl?"

Feng Wushang's heart thumped, what does it mean? Could it be that Qianqian has any help?

He came alive in an instant and turned around suddenly!

"What does this mean?"

"Senior, please tell me clearly!"
Chapter completed!