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Chapter 172 Master's Tears (130)

"So," Xiao Qi raised his head slowly, with tears in his eyes, and looked at Jun Mo, "Master, Xiao Qi begs you, can you delay for a few more days? At least, wait at least five days to spend with Xiao Qi leave after birthday?"

At least, after she got the artifact.

Jun Mo didn't speak, and hesitated for a moment, which meant that he had to rely on Xiao Qi's blood for a few days.

After thinking again and again, he finally nodded.

While Jun Mo was in seclusion most of the time, Fu Xiaoqi checked a lot of information, mainly looking for information that would be useful in stealing the artifact, especially on how to unlock the artifact.

Because she had to spend her birthday with Master, she made a big table of dishes at Lingmu's one day in advance, and treated everyone to a big meal, as a farewell.

Seeing everyone at the banquet singing to their heart's content as usual, or drinking wine, or playing and playing, Fu Xiaoqi felt a lot of emotions in his heart.

She knew that after tomorrow night, there would be no way to turn back, and the happy times of these years in Tianling Sect would never be there again.

After the banquet was over, Fu Xiaoqi was stopped by Mo Ziyang on his way back to Qingxin Palace.

"what is the problem?"

Mo Ziyang still went straight to the point.

Fu Xiaoqi laughed guilty, and suddenly thought that he had met his master that day, and seeing his master's physical condition must be very strange, so he didn't hide it from him.

"Master, he has been poisoned, this matter is no small matter, please keep it a secret!"

Mo Ziyang floated quietly, his eyes shining brighter than the brightest stars in the night sky.

"So...you are so weak from blood loss because Tianzun sucks your blood every night to delay the toxicity, right?"

"No! I insisted on letting Master suck it, and Master has become what I am now just to save me."

"Then you are full of worries these days, just trying to save him?"

Fu Xiaoqi nodded.

"Have you found it?"

"I……"

"Don't deny it, or you won't be so calm and determined now. Those words you said at the banquet are clearly saying goodbye to us secretly. The method of detoxification is dangerous, right?"

"Yes."

"what do you need?"

"Nuwa Stone." Fu Xiaoqi finally said it out, but he trusted Mo Ziyang for no reason in his heart, and felt that there was no need to hide it from him.

Mo Ziyang shook his body slightly, his face turned pale instantly.

"You mean that you want to collect all the artifacts so that the Nuwa stone can be reassembled and restored?"

"Yes."

"Decided?"

"As long as you can save Master!"

Mo Ziyang sighed lightly, so this is called destiny.

"Okay then, I'll help you."

Fu Xiaoqi looked up at him in surprise.

"Absolutely not, I can't let you take this risk."

Mo Ziyang looked at her calmly: "If it's really that dangerous, the danger will be reduced by half if there are two people, trust me, I can help you.

"No! You can't say anything!" If this is discovered, according to Changliu's door rules, even if you die ten times, it will not be enough.

Mo Ziyang laughed: "But I already know it now, if you don't count my words, if I say it, you can't do anything."

"You..." Fu Xiaoqi puffed up his cheeks angrily.

Mo Ziyang's eyes were like water, with a slight sadness: "Heavenly Lord can't die, it's not all for helping you, it can be considered as me doing something for the fairy world."

"Okay." Fu Xiaoqi knew that he was as stubborn as himself, so he had no choice but to compromise.

"When do you start?"

"Tomorrow evening."

The next day was Fu Xiaoqi's birthday, so he got up early in the morning and carefully dressed up. He still had two buns, but with two rings of broken white velvet flowers and new green clothes. The exquisitely embroidered patterns on the corners of the skirt were specially made by Yulian just for her.

The elegant little face, without makeup, was fresh and pleasant, but a little pale.

Cooked a large table of dishes, all of which are Master's favorite.

Xiao Qi also deliberately cleaned the inside and outside of the Qingxin Hall, and transplanted all the withered peach trees in front of the courtyard to new ones from the mountain.

"Master—Master—dinner is ready—"

She shouted happily, as if she was back to the way she was before.

Jun Mo slowly came out of the room and looked at the peach blossoms in the courtyard that were blooming again, but he was not a tree and would never be able to rejuvenate again.

The dining table is not set in the room, but under the peach blossom tree in the courtyard.

Jun Mo sat down at the table and watched Fu Xiaoqi happily serve him a meal.

They also spent her birthdays like this in previous years, eating and talking, simple and simple.

Fu Xiaoqi always pestered him to ask him when his birthday was, but after living for hundreds of years, it was too long, how could he remember it.So she said that the two of them will be together for one day and celebrate together every year.

This can be regarded as the last meal of the last birthday of the two of them, the master and the apprentice, and she can only be left alone in the future.

Fu Xiaoqi kept adding food and wine to him, muttering something while eating.

There was a smile on the corner of Jun Mo's mouth. After so many years, time flowed silently like water.

100 years seem like a flash, the sky has never changed, and neither has he.Even if I rack my brains, I can't find anything in my memory.But since she came, the days suddenly seem to slow down, and have colors and sounds.Counting and every bit of her, he actually remembered clearly, without missing a single bit, which was better than the previous hundred or thousand years.

After dinner, Fu Xiaoqi smiled and said: "Master, can you take out the Fuxiqin, I want to play a piece for you."

He had a coquettish look like a child, which he hadn't seen for a long time.

Jun Mo nodded lightly, took Fu Xi Qin out of the Xu Ding and gave it to her.

Fu Xiaoqi took the Fuxiqin and sat under the peach blossom tree. The ethereal and ethereal sound of the piano sounded, startling layers of pink waves, flying and falling all over the sky, but what he played was "The Resentment of the Immortal".

The setting sun in Qingchuan is low at the beginning, and the lonely boat is melancholy.

Birds go far and near to Pingwu, and people follow the flowing water.

The white clouds are thousands of miles away, and the bright moon is in front of the stream and behind the stream.

I only hate that Changsha was relegated, and the spring grass in Jiangtan is luxuriant.

A wave rises, flowers fly and flowers fall, like a song, it is the first time the two meet, Junmo steps on the breeze, the fragrance of the sleeves, plain clothes and light feathers, showing his face and smiling, drunk with peach blossoms, forgetting the world, from then on, the heart and Luoying fall into Qiong feast.

The two waves are overlapping, elegant and fresh, tranquil and far-reaching. They have been together day and night for many years. She has always been quietly gazing at his Chuchen back overlooking the thousands of mountains. Day after day, year after year, every word is in her heart.

Three waves turned, desolate and vigorous, Zhongzheng Haoran, his earnest teachings, enlightened by immortal grace, let her understand rituals and music, learn a lot, from haunting ghosts and ghosts, to famous fairy sword conference, fighting demons, fighting monsters, and laughing at the sword nine days clear autumn.

The four waves are twisting and turning, very cold, dreamy and ethereal, like the fairy music of nature. In the far north, on the top of the ice and snow, he holds her hand and walks in this vast world. The snow is white and the love is long. They fly together in the world of mortals. Fairy.

The five waves are swaying, the sound of the piano is sobbing, sad and mournful, she has nothing to ask for, no greed, as long as she can be with her indifferently, she does not envy mandarin ducks or immortals.This has come to this point, and there is no turning back, as long as he is well, with all kinds of sufferings and tribulations, let her bear it alone!
The sound of the piano contains so many indescribable emotions that it radiates eight thousand miles from the Qingxin Palace, covering the entire Tianling Sect.As if she could feel the excitement of her emotions, the sky was turbulent and the sea was filled with huge waves.The shadows of peach blossom trees sway in the sky, and the spirits among the flowers weep.

(End of this chapter)