Mu Xiaobao had also jumped down from the tree and stood beside Mu Lingbo and Mo Jiuling, watching quietly.
"Mu Lingbo, the magic weapon Zuo Envoy left for us was accidentally lost not long ago, and we don't know who took it away. As for the unknown secret behind this matter, we actually don't know.
From beginning to end, what we are looking for is Nan Jinyue." As she spoke, she began to cough up blood and almost couldn't finish her sentences.
In the end, I was completely speechless. I just kept coughing and there was more and more blood in my mouth.
"Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao!" Xia Houyan grabbed her hand, "What is going on."
Mrs. Miaowen stood aside quietly, looking at her with her head lowered, and just said lightly, "She was already traumatized by the red lotus blood jade, and was injured by the sword energy several times. In addition, the phantom just now
Karmic fire..."
"Can she still be saved?" Xia Houyan held on to a glimmer of hope.
Mrs. Miaowen slowly shook her head, "She also knows that there is no possibility of recovery from the trauma of the Red Lotus Blood Jade. The phantom karma fire is the last of Shu Weiyang's spiritual power, and its power is also extraordinary. No one can save here.
Got her."
Shu Xiaoqiao coughed for a long time, and finally took a breath again, "Asshole master, you can take care of yourself from now on. Even though I lied to you for so many years, I have done so much for you, and I am worthy of you... Nan Jinyue is the Rakshasa Moon Concubine, who has never walked out of the ghost world.
Since the day I entered the Ghost Realm, I have been prepared to die. I have lived for more than a hundred years, but in fact it is only in these years that I feel happy. My sister only wants to return to the Ghost Realm, but actually I think such a simple life is not bad...
…”
Xia Houyan's eyes were very complicated, and he didn't even know whether to continue to feel sad or to blame himself for being fooled by these two seemingly little girls for so long.
This kind of grabbing her hand was just a subconscious move. He didn't know if he should do it, he only knew that he had already done it.
Maybe Shu Xiaoqiao deserved death, but he still didn't want to see her die.
Without speaking, Shu Xiaoqiao just shook his head, with eyes that showed he had accepted the outcome of death.
"Master, goodbye..."
The last words of farewell were inaudible, as if they were just a few breathy sounds coming out of the mouth.
She closed her eyes and her breathing stopped completely.
Xia Houyan was silent, and the hand that only held him had loosened his grip.
Gradually there was no longer any breath.
"Mother..." Mu Xiaobao took Mu Lingbo's hand and looked at his mother.
Mu Lingbo touched Xiaobao's head, "Are you sleepy?"
Mu Xiaobao shook his head.
This night is almost over.
Mo Jiuling finally spoke, in a very light tone and unintentionally, "Go back to sleep."
Mu Lingbo turned his head, his perfectly contoured profile still revealed an intimidating aura, but she saw an almost imperceptible hint of fatigue in his eyes.
It seemed that she had never seen the word tired in this man.
Even though he might have been able to kill the Sword Master-level killer just now without any effort, but who knows how seriously he was injured due to Shu Weiyang's leak.
He always behaves like he is omnipotent, as if the world is just a game in his hands.
But after all, humans are only humans, not gods. No one can always stand firm, and no one can always be invulnerable and indestructible.
Since he would go through fire and water for her, she would also stand by his side and fight against all the unknown dangers in Holy City.
Not just because she didn't have a choice, but because she was willing to make this choice.
