Mu Zixiao was a little surprised to hear him say this, but these people are good brothers who follow him through life and death, so they must have their own reasons for doing anything.
The remaining two people quickly found the dry firewood to make fire. Mu Zixiao leaned against a pillar and closed her eyes to rest. The temple was quiet and the crackling sound of the dry firewood burning.
At this moment, an old and weird voice sounded: "You ignorant juniors! You actually made a fire in the temple and collided with the Bodhisattva!"
At this time, the wind gusts, and the weather suddenly becomes a little cold. The strong wind blows the entire ruined temple and the dust is flying, making people unable to open their eyes. In this atmosphere, an old and weird sound suddenly appears, which really makes all the noises.
Everyone was shocked, everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, but they didn't dare to move forward.
Muzixiao
Hearing this strange sound, he couldn't help but feel a little furious. Even so, he still boldly walked towards the depths of the dilapidated temple. He thought that he was no longer the capital of the Central Plains that day. He was ignorant of the world and was nostalgic for fun all day long.
Young Master Jia, he has become extremely powerful in recent years. At this time, he knew that if the main generals were timid, it would be difficult for the people below to be disintegrated, and the strange powers and chaos of the gods.
, He never believed it, so he walked forward boldly.
"Who... dares to pretend to be a ghost here, and you won't get out for me..." Mu Zixiao said sternly. After so many years of military training, he has become extremely mature, and even his tone has become much deeper.
When the old woman heard this sound, her whole body trembled. It was not that she was shocked by the young man's aura, but that... this sound... was very similar to that person, the one who hurt her the deepest.
The man...
Even after so many years of washing, she still can't forget the man's frown and smile. From the moment the child died, she told herself that she hated him and hated him, she would never forgive her in her life.
That man, forever...
However, now when she heard this long-lost voice, she suddenly realized that she had been lying to herself, the deep love and the deep hatred... She still loved him...
The old woman fell into her deep thoughts. She completely forgot that there was a large group of people at the entrance of the dilapidated temple, and was frightened by her strange voice.
Muzixiao saw that there was no sound in the ruined temple, and he couldn't help but be stunned. What the hell is this man trying to do? He stopped talking, but just carried a sword and strode forward. He found that the sound came from not far ahead.
A pile of thatched.
He walked towards the pile of thatched trees step by step. At this time, the dilapidated temple was pitch black, and the gust of cold wind whistled, making people frown.
Suddenly, his silver sword swung, and the sword was shading, and the surrounding thatched grass flew everywhere. He looked closely and saw an old woman with broken legs in the thatched grass, looking at him in a foolish manner.
Yes, this person is the old woman Yitong met in this dilapidated temple before. I really didn't expect that things in the world are unpredictable, and now I'm met by Mu Zixiao again.
The light in the dilapidated temple was a little dark, and he didn't see it very clearly. He only knew that he was a middle-aged woman with a hideous face and a distraught...
However, the vicissitudes of time made this woman look a little older than the average woman of the same age. Muzi Xiao saw that the person who came was just a middle-aged woman with no power to tie a chicken, so he stopped talking and turned around and left
...
After seeing Mu Zixiao's handsome face, the old woman was stunned. The light and light hit her face. She felt a sadness and joy on her face. Two extreme expressions intertwined each other.
Then, I feel very happy and sad...
So similar... so similar... She murmured to herself in her heart. Even after so many years of precipitation, she could still outline the face of that man in her heart. Yes, she still can't forget him for so many years.
, the man he loves the most in this life, and the man she hates the most in this life...
The young man in front of her was undoubtedly a copy of him. Her figure, voice, temperament, and eyes made her feel that she was carved from the same mold.
It's so similar, it's so similar. The frown and smile of the young man in front of him undoubtedly gave her a huge impact, making her feel a little stunned for a moment. If her son was still alive, he should be so old, she was infatuated
said with a smile.
Her smile was a little desolate and sad, but unfortunately, she would never see him again. It was her, her mother who could not save him, her biological child...
Muzixiao saw the woman in front of her, crying and laughing for a while, and her laughter was desolate, and she couldn't help but feel pity from the bottom of her heart. Yes, he thought of Chu You, and heard that she was disfigured. I wonder if the world is also strange.
Looking at her with a look, I don’t know how she, a mentally retarded woman, lives in this vast world.
He couldn't help but feel a little worried, but in just a moment, he returned to normal. His Chu You had too ordinary intelligence, and I believe these problems would definitely not hinder her.
Mu Zixiao looked at the old woman in front of her deeply and planned to turn around and leave.
As soon as he turned around, he saw that the corner of his clothes behind him was grabbed by the old woman at some point, so he had to turn around.
"Old man, is there anything you need help?" He asked softly with some pity. I guess so much suffering has led to her such a strange temperament.
"You...Who are you...Where are you from..." The old woman in front of her looked at him greedily, her eyes were blinking, just looking at him in a daze, for fear that she would be a blink of an eye, the boy in front of her was
Then he disappeared from his eyes.
"Xiao Yao is just a businessman..." Mu Zixiao pondered for a moment and said lightly that he had to act carefully this time, so he had to lie to her.
"Xiao Yao...Xiao Yao..." The old woman repeated a few words, then let go of her fingers and stopped talking. Her originally bright eyes suddenly became dim, as if she was hit hard.
She smiled wildly, and the laughter was charming. Haha, what was her child thinking about? The child is dead. She is still thinking that the child in front of her is her biological son? No... her child is dead...
…
She suddenly became extremely vicious again. She suddenly let go of her hands and stopped talking. She just sat on the ground, staring blankly...
Seeing this, Mu Zixiao strode forward and said loudly: "Come in, it's nothing serious..."
A group of soldiers stopped stopping after hearing his voice and hurried in. After a while, a bonfire was lit in the dilapidated temple and grilled food...
Mu Zixiao thought for a while, picked up a roast chicken, and walked towards the old woman step by step. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind came...