Jun Yu didn't even bother him. Shi Daming looked up at her for a while, and his eyes quickly dimmed, "How did your mother die?"

"I am sick and not cured!" Jun Yu said calmly. My mother is highly respected by neighbors in the local area. When I was sick, the famous local doctors came to treat her, but she was just doing her best to know her destiny and could not save her mother's life of premature aging.

"Is your father alive?"

"My father was a hunter and passed away a year earlier than my mother."

Jun Yu looked at him calmly. His father was an ordinary hunter. In his memory, his father was handsome, considerate to his mother, obeyed his advice, and was very kind to him! It was because his father's early death that his mother had become more ill from then on.

Shi Daming glanced at the "Chasing Fei" in her hand several times: "You exchanged this sword with Yuan Jing, right?"

Jun Yu nodded: "That's what I exchanged with him with 'Tuejing'."

Shi Daming sighed, recalling that when he exchanged "Zhijing" with Lanxisi for "chasing" and "Chasing Fei", Lanxisi once said half-seriously and half-jokingly: "When this sword comes back to you, it is time for us to face each other strangely!"

The day of returning the sword is the time to say goodbye. One word came true and reincarnation happened. Unexpectedly, this sword was not returned to Lanxisi, but Meng Yuanjing exchanged it with his best friend as a gift!

Shi Daming smiled for the first time: "At the martial arts conference more than 20 years ago, Lan Xisi defeated the heads of various sects and became famous all over the world..." A trace of indescribable emotions suddenly flashed in his eyes, as if excited and guilty, "It's a pity that she didn't get the position of leader in the end... After many years of separation, she has been separated forever..."

Back then, Lan Xisi traveled to the world with her sword, from the martial arts family in the south of the Yangtze River to the swordsmen living in seclusion in the Tianshan Mountains, from the heroes in the north to the strange people outside the border, she followed the trail and challenged her. She experienced more than 100 battles in all sizes and never failed. When she was 23 years old, she even broke through the 800 Arhat Formation alone and went to Shaolin Temple to challenge the first "Wuwei" master of the Dharma Academy at that time. When she was 25 years old, she integrated the martial arts of hundreds of schools and created a brand new sword technique called "Waving the Five Strings with Hands".

At that time, less than two years were left before the "Martial Arts Leader" conference. This woman did not hide her ambition at all. She actually wanted to be the "Martial Arts Leader!" No one in the world allowed a woman to be so arrogant. For a moment, Lan Xisi was "notorious" and everyone in the world wanted to kill her!

Although she defeated all the heroes at that martial arts conference, she finally left due to injuries and lived in seclusion in the southwest border, depressed for life, and passed away in her prime at the age of thirty years!

Shi Daming fell into deep thought for a long time. He raised his head and found that Jun Yu was looking at him. He felt a stern in his heart. These eyes that looked like Lanxisi were completely different from those of Lanxisi. No matter how outstanding Lanxisi's eyes were, they were full of sharpness. After all, they were also the eyes of a girl, but now these eyes were completely restrained and tenacious, calm!

Jun Yu bowed to him: "Shi Da Hero, say goodbye!"

Shi Daming nodded, and Jun Yu strode down the mountain.

After being "invited" from Ailian Villa, Jun Yu and Meng Yuanjing tried to rescue Mr. Zhu and his wife in the past three days, and had no time to think about their mother's past. On that day, she was waiting for Zhu Yu at the agreed place, but suddenly her hand shook, and the tea cup in her hand tilted, and the tea water poured on the table. Jun Yu's heart was trembling, and suddenly there was an ominous shadow.

Someone walked in and Jun Yu recognized that the person was the guard of the Yangzhou prefect. The guard looked panicked: "Young Master Zhu is waiting for you in the prefect's office!"

Jun Yu's heart sank, jumped out, waved the whip, and Xiaoshuai went straight to Yangzhou Prefecture.

The prefect's office.

Jun Yu rushed into the door, and two corpses covered with white cloth were parked in the door.

Jun Yu's eyes turned black, his body shook, he opened the white cloth and threw himself on Mei Mei's body. Mei Mei's eyes were closed, his lips were black, and his chest was already cold. Mr. Zhu next to him was the same, obviously he was poisoned to death!

The prefect lies on the ground and shivered: "It was the order issued by the imperial envoy from the capital city himself... the subordinates dare not disobey... It has nothing to do with the subordinates..."

"Get out!" Zhu Yu shouted loudly, and the prefect got up and trembled, ran a few steps and fell down again, and quickly got up and ran away again.

"I have no relatives anymore, I have no relatives anymore..." Jun Yu picked up Meimei's already cold body, and thin blood oozed out of the corners of her mouth.

Zhu Yu stayed there: "It's all my fault. My father started to act first after he noticed my actions. I should have thought that he would do this. I...I..."

Jun Yu seemed to have not heard it. She picked up Meimei and walked a few steps, then looked back at Mr. Zhu who was lying on the ground. Zhu Yu was about to reach out to hug her, but when she saw her gaze, she felt cold and retracted her hand.

A carriage parked at the door, as if it had been arranged long ago.

Jun Yu picked up Mei's eyebrows and placed them on the carriage. He turned around and picked up Mr. Zhu. He crossed the threshold. Jun Yu staggered a few steps and fell to the ground. She got up, picked up Mr. Zhu again, and placed it on the carriage.

She got on the horse, waved her whip, and the carriage was far away. Outside the door, Meng Yuanjing, who was waiting to come to inquire about the news, felt a slump in his heart when he saw Jun Yu's face and jumped onto the carriage.

Zhu Yu stood at the door, looking blankly at the direction where the carriage disappeared. On a winter afternoon, the sky was already drenched!

The carriage stopped at the foot of a small hill, Jun Yu hugged Meimei and headed up the mountain, stopped under a huge sycamore tree, and Meng Yuanjing hugged Mr. Zhu. Behind them, Zhu Yu, with a confused look on his face.

Jun Yu digs the soil with his sword. Meng Yuanjing quickly helps, and Zhu Yu hesitates and joins in.

Half an hour later, a large tomb had been dug.

Jun Yu picked up Mei Meimei, looked carefully for a few seconds, and put it down. Meng Yuanjing also put down Mr. Zhu's body.

The soil fell layer by layer, and the bodies of the two were gradually lost. Jun Yu looked at Meimei's pale face, remembered that she came to pick her up in her hometown, and thought of her sewing the robe that had been cut for herself. She felt sad that the soil could not be spilled.

Meng Yuanjing took a step forward and completely covered Mei Mei's face with the last piece of mud.

Jun Yu took a step back and fell to the ground without saying a word.

Meng Yuanjing looked at Jun Yu and saw Jun Yu sitting quietly on the hillside, with a deep sadness on his face. This was the first time Meng Yuanjing saw this expression appearing on Jun Yu's face. At this moment, he suddenly felt a particularly strange feeling, feeling that Jun Yu in front of him was so strange, completely different from the beautiful boy he knew before. As for the difference, he couldn't say anything.

Zhu Yu leaned against a cypress tree, and his always arrogant face was filled with deep thought, but he just stared at Jun Yu's sad expression.

After a while, Jun Yu stood up and strode down the mountain. Meng Yuanjing glanced at Zhu Yu and followed.
Chapter completed!