Mo Zhuyue shook her head and said to Lao Buxiu: "Master, Yue'er knows that you have tried your best. It's not your fault. You are the master of Tianshan now. You want to bring Tianshan back to a safe place, my grandfather and
My godfather, I will save it."
She will definitely save it.
Mo Zhuyue, Long Canghao, Luo Luo and the five guardians of the Demon Cult left Tianshan together. Looking at their backs leaving, Lao Buxiu coughed helplessly.
"I would have liked that old guy Xiuwen was there, and it wouldn't be so embarrassing now."
The first time Lao Buxiu missed his old friend who often made him angry. In terms of strength, he and Xiuwen were still different. If Xiuwen were there today, everything would not be so embarrassing.
At least, Mo Zhuyue’s godfather and grandfather would not be captured.
Lao Buxiu shook his head helplessly, and for the first time he felt that his strength was not good.
And here, Mo Zhuyue asked the five guardians of the Demon Cult to check the Tianxing Hall and see where the Tianxing Hall was.
However, after checking for several days, the whereabouts of Tianxingtang were not found. Even if I knew a place to go, it would be too late when Mo Zhuyue and Long Canghao rushed over.
The building has long been empty.
After repeated this several times, Mo Zhuyue finally went crazy.
It feels like Tianxingtang is playing with her.
On this day, Mo Zhuyue once again rushed to a place in Tianxing Hall. Once again, Zhi left an empty city, which almost broke out.
Her temper was already stubborn, and the matter was related to her relatives, which made her even more anxious.
I don’t know if it was anger or what happened, but she felt annoyed and a needle-like pain appeared on her forehead, and then stinged every nerve in her body.
Suddenly, a figure of a person appeared in my mind.
Mo Zhuyue frowned...
"Long Junao..."
After saying only one sentence, Mo Zhuyue was immediately pulled by a powerful centrifugal force, and something seemed to be forcibly divided in her mind, or something seemed to be forcibly stuffed into her mind.
It hurt her soul and body.
Long Canghao quickly caught Mo Zhuyue's fallen figure, and did not take her quiet murmur just now. Long Canghao's words of concern appeared in her ears: "Yue'er, Yue'er, do you think
Is it uncomfortable there?"
Mo Zhuyue's headache was so shaking her head slightly and said, "I'm fine, maybe I'm too tired."
"I'll help you to rest."
Long Canghao looked at Mo Zhuyue's pale cheeks, and a trace of heartache flashed through his heart. He held her in his arms and put it on the carriage aside, comforting her softly in her ears.
"Yue'er, don't worry too much. I will help you find your grandfather and godfather and leave it to me."
Listening to Long Canghao's gentle whisper, his promise was like a wealthy person. In the past, she should believe him unconditionally and believe that he would do it.
But at this moment, she actually felt a sense of inability to bear it.
This kind of emotion will only be true for people who don’t care about her.
Mo Zhuyue frowned in Long Canghao's arms, and then fell asleep deeply.
In her sleep, there is a beautiful garden. In the garden, she is sitting on a graceful swing, and behind her is an unknown maid pushing her. Suddenly, a bright yellow, noble and majestic figure came to her