The crazy boss took me to win in the world of cultivating immortals

Duan Changfeng will not live long.

There were only a few days left, and now that he was bleeding and forced to activate the spell, he couldn't stand it anymore.

He kept insisting, and in the end, only a trace of Yu Zheng's ashes was left.

When the wind blows, it disperses cleanly.

At this moment, there were two lines of blood and tears on his face, and he wanted to protect something. His body was half lying on his stomach, holding the ashes mixed with soil on the ground in his arms.

Qing Mo couldn't bear it, so he walked forward, knelt down and whispered to him: "Little Emperor Uncle, don't be persistent, come back with me."

When Duan Changfeng heard this title, he paused for a moment and looked up at him.

When Duan Changfeng wanted to avenge Yuzheng and built Shouyun Village, he was determined to sever ties with the royal family.

He was originally an idle prince and had no interest in government affairs. I was somewhat interested in alchemy, so I went to Huayin Sect to become a master.

The original plan was to find a place to live at the foot of Huayinzong Mountain after getting married to Yuzheng.

I never thought that God would not fulfill my wishes.

Qing Mo is a prince who was weak when he was young. The witch doctor said that he would not live long, and the emperor was afraid that he would be unlucky if he died in the palace, so he thought of throwing it away anywhere.

Duan Changfeng happened to enter the palace. Hearing this, he took the initiative to ask for him to be taken away.

Duan Changfeng was actually not much older than Qing Mo, but he did his best to take good care of him.

I can't tell if it's because the Feng Shui here is good or something else, but Qing Mo didn't die. Although he was sick, he survived peacefully.

There were already many princes in the palace. Ever since the emperor acquiesced in letting Duan Changfeng take him away, he had planned not to recognize his son, life or death.

Duan Changfeng raised him as his own son. Later, by chance, he met the leader of Miaofa Sect.

The headmaster said that Qing Mo had good bones and was determined to recruit a disciple. Moreover, if Qing Mo becomes a disciple of the Miaofa Sect because he is a master of elixir cultivation, he will be able to recover from his illness.

Although Duan Changfeng was reluctant to give up, for the sake of Qing Mo's health and future, he sent him to Miaofa Sect.

His elixir could not cure Qing Mo's illness. If Miaofa Sect has a way, it will definitely give it a try.

Qing Mo was still young at that time and did not understand Duan Changfeng's good intentions.

He thought that he had been abandoned by his father since he was a child, and now he was abandoned by his younger uncle. After all, he was a child who no one loved, so he had a very withdrawn personality.

When I first arrived at Miaofa Sect, I was bullied a lot. The Immortal Alliance doesn't care what your background is, as long as you join the sect, you will speak based on your ability.

From then on, Qing Mo began to practice hard. Then step by step, he became the great disciple of Miaofa Sect.

During this period, Duan Changfeng also went up the mountain several times to inquire about his situation and wanted to see him.

However, they were all rejected by Qing Mo.

After coming down again and again, Duan Changfeng understood that the child didn't want to see him, so he didn't come again.

After something happened to Yuzheng, Duan Changfeng left the capital with murderous intent, broke away from the Huayin Sect, and never appeared again.

After Qing Mo learned about this, he said he didn't care, but secretly inquired about it.

Finally, I found out that Duan Changfeng had settled down in Shouyun Village.

This time, something happened at Shouyun Village, and it was Qingmo who took the initiative to invite Ying over to check on the situation.

He never thought that Duan Changfeng had made a big mistake and that he would not live long.

"Ah, it's Mo Qing."

Duan Changfeng's eyes were covered with blood and tears, and he blinked several times before he recognized Qing Mo.

Mo Qing is Qing Mo's original name, and it has been a long time since anyone called him.

When I hear it now, I feel like I'm from another world.

He nodded and said: "Well, little uncle, it's me. Come back with me, and I will find a way to cure you."

Just like back then, everyone thought Qing Mo would not live long, but Duan Changfeng raised him to several years old.

Now, Duan Changfeng is like a candle in the wind, falling down when blown, but Qingmo still wants to save him.

The love between uncle and nephew is so deep, who can’t look at it without being moved?

Hey! Shen Yue was slightly unmoved!

She raised her sword and made no concessions. She made her words clear as soon as she opened her mouth.

"It's impossible for me to let you leave like this today."

Such courage, if the timing of the scene was not inappropriate, Ning Moqing would have wanted to applaud her.

Qing Mo had been very tolerant to Shen Yuewei before, but now, his mood was obviously not so good.

He frowned, and there was even a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

In Duan Changfeng's life, to put it bluntly, he only really cared about two people.

One is Yuzheng and the other is Qingmo.

The former is dead, the latter has a bright future.

Sometimes people just pretend to be confused while pretending to understand.

In fact, my mind is awake.

Duan Changfeng originally wanted to save everything, but the moment he saw Qing Mo, he didn't think so.

His ability to survive until now is all due to his obsession.

Now that the obsession was gone, the toxins quickly invaded the internal organs and lungs, and the whole person fell to the ground.

The uncle and nephew haven't seen each other for a long time, but they actually have a lot to say.

But in the end, Duan Changfeng didn't have time to say a word, and he couldn't hear what Qing Mo said.

He died unprepared, but he closed his eyes safely.

He was still holding a handful of dust in his hand, thinking that he was in a hurry to see his Yuzheng girl.

Qing Mo obviously didn't expect that this long-awaited meeting would be so short and end in farewell.

The scenes of Duan Changfeng taking care of him now all appeared in his mind.

Only then did he suddenly realize that, in fact, the little emperor's uncle had never abandoned him.

It's him who is obsessed with it.

The little emperor's uncle lost his beloved girl and was in great pain. Just like when he was abandoned when he was young, only the little emperor's uncle was willing to take him in.

As long as he is willing to put some thought into it, go to Shouyun Village to spend more time with him and enlighten him, this situation will not happen in the end.

Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in this world.

Although Qing Mo was heartbroken, Duan Changfeng would never be resurrected.

He also recognized this fact, and endured the pain and said softly to Shen Yue: "Miss Shen, my little uncle is dead. Now, can you allow me to take away the body?"

Shen Yue slightly sheathed her sword, remaining ruthless to the end.

He stepped forward and checked Duan Changfeng's breath, and finally relaxed after confirming that he was really dead.

"That's all. When I go back, I will report the truth to Master."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards Ning Moqing.

He raised his hands, saluted Ye Chen and Ning Moqing, and said, "I would like to thank you two again. I will definitely repay you for your life-saving grace in the future."

Ning Moqing didn't expect anything in return from her, and Ye Chen didn't need it at all.

Seeing Shen Yuewei preparing to wield her sword and leaving immediately, Ning Moqing couldn't help but kindly remind her: "Miss Shen, have you...forgot someone?"

"...?" Shen Yuewei looked confused.

Now, Ning Moqing understood something again.

That's Shen Yuewei's ruthlessness, and it's not just ruthless towards Ye Shen.

That's so cruel to everyone!

He couldn't help but reached out and patted Ye Chen on the shoulder, sighing: "Master, in fact, your death was not unjust."

I can forget even my junior sisters, so how can I remember you, a person who only relies on your imagination to fall in love?

"...?" Ye Chen was also confused.

I'm not dead yet!

Have you ever cursed your future husband like this?