[Thunderbolt] Your sister

In the wing room of Guiliang's military mansion, Guiliang Feiyu and Yan Qingcheng and his wife stood by Yan Guiren's side, watching with concern that the Demon Surveying Halberd was getting weaker and weaker.

"Hey, father has been running around for the past few days. I don't know if he can find a way to heal the strong man Yan." Seeing Yan Guiren's painful expression, Yan Qingcheng couldn't help sighing deeply.

Ghost Liang Feiyu said in relief: "Don't worry, now that things are going on, we can only hope that Yan Zhuang will survive this hurdle."

But I heard a clear and bright voice from outside the wing room: "Oh, it's really hard work for the master to let the young master and the young lady take care of Yan Guiren personally. Mu Shaoai is very grateful."

"Where is the pharmacist? The knife and halberd detects the devil, and the skill is in the martial arts. It is also my duty to do my best for him." Gui Liangtianxia gently opened the door: "Yan Guiren is inside, please."

After Mu Shaoai entered the room, he first thanked Guiliang Feiyu and his wife: "Young master, young madam, you two are newlyweds, but you work so hard, thank you."

"Pharmacist, don't try to offend Xiaoke. The strong man Yan is in a serious condition. We are not good at medicine, but we can only do our best. We are ashamed."

Hearing everyone's address to Mu Shaoai, Yan Qingcheng's eyes lit up: "Is it Mu Yaoshi, a genius doctor in the Central Plains? Great, there may be hope for Yan Zhuang's poison patient."

"Hoo hoo, let me take a look at the situation of Yan Guiren first."

Mu Shaoai sat down along the side of the bed to diagnose Yan Guiren's pulse, his expression gradually became serious.

"How about it, pharmacist?"

"If my memory is correct, judging from the toxicity of the poison, it is indeed quite similar to the poison that people in Mang in the Southwest used to use in the past."

"Does the pharmacist have a solution?"

Mu Shaoai shook his head: "Although the Mang people have some connection with Yiliu, they have their own system. I can only try to control the spread of the poison, but I can't completely remove it."

"Looks like we have to go to Shuilongying to talk to Mang Zhe." Guiliang Tianxia pondered.

"Tian Lai Yan Fu Rong Gu's actions are weird and extreme, and it may be inappropriate for outsiders to contact them rashly." Mu Shaoai mentioned Lang Hao and "brushed" on a piece of paper to write down a prescription: "Let me go and meet them for a while."

"This... Pharmacist, do you need the old man to send someone to go with you?"

"No need, please trouble the Palace Master to treat Yan Guiren according to this prescription, and his life should be safe in the short term." Mu Shaoai paused: "Also, I don't know if there is any whereabouts of Yuzai?"

"Ye Xiaochai is looking for Xiaoyang Valley as the center, and there is no clue yet."

"Um……"

"Pharmacist, don't worry too much. The old man believes that the heavens have eyes and will not treat feathers and people badly."

"Haha, thank you Palace Master for your comfort." Mu Shaoai put away his worry and was about to leave when he saw Bo Hanbo rushing over.

"Old friend. Huh? You're here, Mu Shaoai? Just right."

"Long time no see, Deer King. Judging by your expression...it seems that there is no good news."

Bo Hanbo shook his head and sighed: "It's a big deal. I went to Canlin to pass the news to Xiaochan, but someone stole Qianxue's body while Xiaochan was leaving Canlin."

"What?!" Mu Shaoai's brows that had just relaxed immediately frowned again.

"This incident is really strange. Judging from the traces at the scene, the coffin seems to be destroyed from the inside..."

"Can anyone see any clues in the residual forest?"

"Before Xiaochan participated in the sword and halberd investigation project, because he was worried that it would affect the patients in the forest, he temporarily moved everyone to other places. No one saw what happened during the period."

"Hmm... Could it be that someone is setting up a trick again? Pharmacist, do you have a clue?" Ghost Liang Tian Tian stroked his beard, but he couldn't think of anyone who would do such a thing.

Mu Shaoai shook his head solemnly and slowly: "I don't understand either."

"Oh, forget it, one wave of ups and downs, another wave of troubles, Xiao Chan has already started to investigate, and my old friend Guiliang Tianxia will not sit idly by. Mu Shaoai, you should concentrate on dealing with the poisoning of Yan Guiren first." Bo Hanbo held his forehead and sighed with a headache.

"That's the only plan for now. I'll go to Mizutakikage immediately, and I'll trouble the two of you with other things first."

"March [-] is so polite. If you are in a hurry, you can leave with peace of mind."

"Please."

The base of Yiliu - Sifangtai, the boundary of the sky.

Beichen Yuanhuang stood with his hands behind his back, and he didn't seem to be in a very good mood.

The fragrant white lotus Su Huanhuan, the lord of the Guiliang Military Mansion, Guiliang Tianxia, ​​and the lord of the Sin Pit, Kuanglong laughed.

The Sifangtai meeting initiated by him eventually collapsed in an unpleasant way.

The crazy dragon laughed and was insane, and the meaning of madness was unclear, Su Huanzhen's attitude was unexpectedly tough, and Gui Liang Tianxia agreed with Su Huanhuan all the way.

These three people are all the most influential figures on the stage at present, and all of them are rivals.

But judging from Kuanglong's reaction, he seems to be dissatisfied with Su Zhenzhen;

"How does Jiaohuang plan to deal with it?"

After all, Ji Xiaoshuang couldn't bear to ask Beichen Yuanhuang about his next plan.

"If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. The secret of the ghost river will be solved eventually. I don't believe Su can really sit idly by."

"Ghost River...there has been an uproar in the martial arts world recently."

"Ha, people are greedy and unstoppable. What's the result of 'he' going to check?"

"He thinks that those who wake up evil can break through."

"Oh? This is his conclusion..."

"Do you need to pass on the evil one?"

"No need." Beichen Yuanhuang stood tall and proud, his eyes full of confidence and arrogance: "I will personally invite the evil one out—he should also return to Yiliu."

After all, without any entourage or ostentation, Yiliu Jiaohuang went straight to the abyss of sin.

"Evil, see you for a long time."

"Jiaohuang?" The Evil Awakener spoke slowly, with a hint of unwillingness and sarcasm in his tone: "I wonder if Jiaohuang is satisfied with the situation in Xiaoyang Valley?"

"Very satisfied."

"Then what's the purpose of coming here today?"

"The evil one has been wandering outside for a long time, and it's time to return."

"Oh? I don't know what reason Jiaohuang is going to use to persuade me to return?" Thinking of his old friend Nangong Shenyi who lost the chance of being resurrected because of Beichen Yuanhuang, the evil awakener still hesitated and dissatisfied.

Beichen Yuanhuang had already seen through his mind, and said calmly: "Yiliu Baye."

"Um……"

This vision left the Evil Awakener speechless.

"Jiaohuang bears the dragon spirit and inherits the previous leader's skills. Why should I have to be the hegemony of Yiliu?"

"Because the emperor needs you——Yiliu needs you. You are an indispensable support for Baye."

After thinking for a while, the evil awakener finally agreed: "Okay, I am willing to return, but you must lead Yiliu to rule the world wholeheartedly!"

"There is no need for evil people to remind you of what should be done." With a big boost, Beichen Yuanhuang became more imposing: "Then the evil one's immediate priority is..."

The one who wakes up the evil understands it, and automatically continues the words of Beichen Yuanhuang Weijing: "First, get rid of Mu Shaoai, the enemy of Yiliu; second, untie the obstacles around the ghost river."

"Exactly. Presumably the evil one can do it, it's no problem."

"Hahaha, don't worry, leave it to me." The evil awakener clapped his hands, and a figure sprang out from the abyss of evil.

"Huh?" Beichen Yuanhuang looked at the figure with cold eyes: "Is that the secret game set by the military master?"

"That's right, how does Jiaohuang feel?"

"Wonderful, wonderful. This woman's identity is very involved, her swordsmanship is superb, and she has no self-awareness. She is the most suitable secret weapon."

"Ha. She blocked her mind before she fell into suspended animation, which is more convenient for me to use. In the future, the righteous way of martial arts will add another constraint."

"The strategist is really far-sighted. I am very much looking forward to a formal meeting with him." Beichen Yuanhuang expressed his curiosity and solicitation for the rare treasures of the universe for the third time.

The evil awakener is noncommittal: "He has his own ideas, and when it's time to return, he will seize the opportunity."

Send Beichen Yuanhuang away, and those who wake up the evil will immediately write a letter and pass it to the agreed place.

"Mu Shaoai, you should pay for everything you did to Yiliu. Hahaha..."

In the southwestern Miaojiang River, there are long shadows on the water, the water flows far away, the cold moon is desolate, and the fog is heavy.

The seemingly empty and desolate scenery actually hides murderous intentions.Mu Shaoai walked all the way, carefully avoiding the poisonous insects that fell from time to time among the branches and leaves of the trees, as well as the poisons lurking under his feet that might attack at any time.

Breathing water smoke from the mouth, dispelling the poisonous atmosphere blown by the thick mist, until the end of the Shuilongying river, he relaxes a bit, looks around like a tourist, and laughs: "Oh, over the years, the style of Mangzhe's residence Still as lacking in affinity as ever.”

"Interruption from others is not welcome here!"

The figure of Furonggu was like a ghost, and at some point it had floated to Mu Shaoai's side.

"You are……"

The weird and ugly eyes fixed on the tattoo on the corner of Mu Shaoai's eyes, and slowly spit out a name that once shocked Xi Miao in the past: "Recognition, Ping, Sheng!"

Tianlai's sharp-eyed voice then sounded: "Recognize Pingsheng? Recognize Pingsheng! Hahahaha..."

"Fufu, it's hard for the two of you to remember. After seeing each other for so many years, I've become an old man. I'm really moved." Not surprised by Fu Rong's terrifying appearance, Mu Shaoai looked calm.

"Hmph!" Tian Lai snorted coldly, "Recognizing Pingsheng——Mu Shaoai, we have no friendship with you, no matter in the past or in the past. You must have ulterior motives after traveling thousands of miles to find you!"

"Yeah, even if you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, the person with ulterior motives is probably not me, the old man."

"I've been hiding here for a long time, and I don't want to get involved in the outside world. Tell me why you're here!"

"The two of you must have heard about the sword and halberd detecting demons." Still remembering the style of Mang's actions, Mu Shaoai kept his expression calm and said unhurriedly: "However, after the success of defeating the demons, Yan returned to the people." But he was poisoned. According to Yiliu leader's judgment, it came from the poison of 'Tanmang Jun' in the southwest."

"Huh—?!" Tian Laiyan's tone was obviously more intense than before: "What do you mean?"

"I just checked the symptoms of Yan Guiren, and it is indeed very similar to the poison used by the two of you."

"You doubt us?!"

"No, no. Lord Tanmang's poison has been famous in Ximiao for a long time, and it may not be copied or embezzled by anyone."

"What do you want to say?"

"Yiliu." At this moment, Mu Shaoai began to show seriousness: "I suspect that Yiliu was responsible for the death of Pingshan Lianyun. This matter is being investigated by Yue Caizi. Therefore, the poison of swallows belongs to people. I also suspect that it has something to do with Yiliu."

"Yiliu... Nangong Shenyi!!!"

"Mang, calm down, the current leader is not Nangong Shenyi." Mu Shaoai then told the details of his trade with Beichen Yuanhuang, borrowing rebirth, and seizing Yiliu: "Beichen Yuanhuang is ambitious, maybe he wants to use it This method forces out the Mang Zhe.”

Tianlaiyan Furonggu was speechless for a moment, and a moment later, Tianlaiyan burst into hysterical laughter: "Haha, hahahahahaha! Nangong Shenyi, you have today, you also have today! Good death—! Really good death! Alright. Betrayers are always rebellious, and you were defeated by Ping Pingsheng twice, this is your final fate..."

Mu Shaoai didn't say a word, waiting for Tian Lai Yan to vent his anger.

"Facing Yiliu's framing, how does Mangzhe plan to respond?"

"I don't think you are a good person, so you don't need to provoke. Those who dare to provoke Mang, Beichen Yuanhuang must be fully prepared."

"Huhu, then, can I have the audacity to take the credit for tipping off the news, and ask the two of you to try to relieve Yan Guiren from poisoning?"

"Hmph. Showing off your tongue and doing all the tricks, you really deserve to admit Pingsheng. Leave Shui Takiying! I will deal with it myself."

Having received the promise from Mangzhe, although Mu Shaoai still had hesitation in his heart, he also knew that he could not go any further, so he stopped talking nonsense and left immediately.

"What do you want to do?" Fu Ronggu's voice was hoarse, which was the expression of suppressed anger.

"Go to Guiliang Military Mansion first, and then go to the boundary of the sky, and give that yellow-mouthed kid a warning!"

"it is good."

Tan Wuyu and Chi Yunran returned to Wuyutian, and carefully read the "Detailed Record of Little Sister's Interpersonal Interactions" presented by Kuanglong Yixiao.

"Talk about no desire, what do you think?"

"Judging from the people who practiced the cloud for many years, Lin Wushuang and Ling Cangshui are indeed worthy of the fear of the mad dragon. Especially Lin Wushuang, it seems that he has a deep connection with the practitioner of the cloud. Senior, you are a Taoist, have you heard of the cloud?" Misty name?"

"I'm not sure if he's the one I've heard of. In the past three-level Daoist Discussion Conference, Lin Wushuang surprised four people with a move of 'Yun Liu Ping Zong', and tied for the top spot with the head of my Xuanzong's six strings."

"Well, Yunliu footprints... Yunliu, footprints..."

What is the relationship between the famous move of the practitioners of Yunyun, "Leaving footprints in Taoism"?Yue Caizi used his brain to think, and immediately realized that it must be an extraordinary connection.

"Talking about Wuyu, the two masters pointed out by Kuanglong, which one do you plan to find first?"

Tan Wuyu said decisively: "Yun Mimiao, Lin Wushuang."

……

Baiyun Mountain is thick with mist, Tan Wuyu climbed up the stairs, surrounded by thick clouds, it is quite steep.

"Even the top of Baiyun Mountain is churning with clouds. Hmm... this is caused by magic."

After climbing over a mountain ridge, Haoranju appeared in front of him.

Tan Wuyu approached to observe the environment and layout of Haoran Residence, and was attracted by the couplets at the door.

"White Clouds and Pingshan Mountains don't meet each other, there are two dawns in the sky in the world. The dust waves of the Black River seal Mingyue, and if you don't see Emei Lin, you won't return."

The strokes of handwriting are showing the owner of Haoranju's unusual feelings for Pingshan Lian'emei. This kind of feeling is so strong that even Tan Wuyu can deeply feel it.

So he immediately understood how to speak today.

"Shanren Tan Wuyu, come to pay a visit to Pingshan Lianyunren, please come forward."

——The words fell, and there was no sound.

"Senior, Yunlian led the Central Plains to resist the power of the alien king, but accidentally fell into a trap. The spirit of Yunlian has long been in our hearts, but the murderer has not been found so far, which makes Yunlian hate .”

——There was a sudden pause in the misty clouds all around, but still no one responded.

"Hey, the person who practiced the cloud is dead."

"... Where did you find out about my whereabouts?"

Haoran stayed inside, and finally there was an echo.

"It's the Lord of the Pit of Sin, the mad dragon told me with a smile."

"Mad Dragon—!"

There was evil in the words, and the anger was clear, but he turned to ask Lian Emei's death anxiously: "Have you found Xiaoxiao who harmed Lian Emei?"

"The Xenomorph Lord is naturally one of the murderers, but I dare to say that this matter is inseparably related to Yiliu. In addition, the cloud man died in the sinful pit, and perhaps the mad dragon also participated."

"People related to Yiliu?"

"Jiaohuang Beichen Yuanhuang, the base is the boundary of the sky, Sifangtai, the elders who awaken the evil, live in the abyss of evil."

"Where is she buried now?"

"We originally set up the Lingtai in Pingshan, but Pingshan was destroyed by the devil, so we made our own proposal and moved it to Wuyutian. Senior, do you want to go to express condolences?"

"After I confirm, I will go to Wuyutian."

"Then Tan Wuyu waits for the senior to visit in Wuyu Tian, ​​and bids farewell."

The thick cloud gradually dissipated as the visitor bid farewell.

"Since Pingshan is destroyed, there is no need for the barrier of Baiyun Mountain anymore." The unworldly expert rose up from the clouds, and slapped the mighty Heihe with his palm.

The river that was rushing all year round was divided into two by Hong Da's palm, and the golden sword light was dazzling.

"I once made an oath that the Mingyue sword was only released for one person. Now, I should also follow the oath and use it to avenge you!"

Pulling out the treasured sword that was buried deep in the river, Lin Wushuang's figure was graceful but far away, while the chanting in his mouth was heavy.

"Baiyun and Pingshan don't meet each other, there are two twilights in the sky and the world. Heihe opens the Mingyue sword again, and Wushuang swears Xue Emei to hate!"

Tan Wuyu, who has not yet left the Baiyun Mountain, felt a sense of awe-inspiring Daoism and left Haoranju, and couldn't help sighing—he really is an unworldly master, with such a cultivation level, second only to Yunyun people!

According to Kuanglong's records, there is still Ling Cangshui who has a close relationship with Lianyun, and Tan Wuyu changed his way to pay a visit, when suddenly a letter flew out in the air.

"Who is Feishu? Well, it seems."

At a glance, Yue Caizi, who has never changed his face after the ups and downs of Mount Tai's collapse, suddenly changed his face, and exclaimed: "Oh, Mu Shaoai——!"

The cooking smoke is lingering, and rows of medicinal herbs are drying outside the medicinal fields.

Lonely and bored in the room.Most of the drug boys went out to collect medicines, and the one who stayed behind was a little girl who only knew how to dry medicines and make medicines all day long. She didn't have time to chat with him to relieve boredom, so she simply pushed the wheelchair to the door to bask in the sun.

The hamstring has almost recovered, but he has been bedridden for a long time, his legs and feet are not very flexible, and he can't walk around for the time being; the landlord is a boring person, and he is almost moldy staying here.

"Oh, what did I see? The famous Mr. Yue Buquan Lone Que, the old man is very pleased to see you safe and sound."

"Huh? Mu Shaoai?" Seeing the person coming, Lone Que, who was lying lazily and reclining, raised half of his body in surprise: "Why are you here?"

"Hoo hoo, it's a long story. In short, this place is the place where I was born as a teacher. Master is calling me, so I can't help but come."

"What? That dead face is your master? The difference is too big."

"Ha, he has eccentricities, but he has a kind heart, otherwise why would you be safe and sound here." Mu Shaoai walked over with a smile and looked at Lone Que's injury.

"Hey, don't talk about it, don't talk about it, I really can't stand him. By the way, how are Yu Zai and the girl doing? What happened to that little dog?"

"Well... Kuanglong is still alive and kicking. As for Yuzai and Qianxue..."

Mu Shaoai hesitated for a moment, and Lonely Que heard something was wrong.

"Hey, if there is something to hide from me, what is it?"

Mu Shaoai hesitated for a moment, and finally informed Lone Que of Feng Qianxue's death and Yuren's disappearance.

After listening to everything that happened recently, Lonely Que lowered his head silently, his gray hair covering half of his face.

"Ha, haha," Lonely Que laughed dryly and sarcastically, "The most damned old bone is not dead, but the undeserving one is dead, what is that?"

"Lonely lacks..."

"Needless to say. Yuzai is an auspicious person, so there should be nothing wrong. I am lonely and need an old life, and there are no pensioners. When I recover from my injuries, I will go to Xiaogou to avenge myself."

After all, the moon cannot be full... Lonely feels an indescribable sadness at this moment.

"You should save your life."

"I know. But Xiaogou's dog's head, I will definitely bring it to the girl's grave as a memorial ceremony for her."

"Hmm..." After careful consideration, Mu Shaoai decided not to tell Lonely Queqian about the disappearance of Qianxue's body for the time being so that he could rest in peace.

"By the way, that dead-faced master of yours gave me a letter just now, saying that I would hand it over if someone came to visit. Now it seems that it is right to hand it over to you. Take it."

Mu Shaoai opened the cover and read the letter carefully. He was stunned for a while, and then he began to ache from his temples to his brain.

"Hey, it's really worrying and worrying."

"What's the matter? It's about the end of the sword and halberd investigation. If you think it's troublesome, you really have to change shifts with Su."

"Hush——" Mu Shaoai suddenly looked around nervously, with a secretive smile: "In Yao Wang Guzhong, the word 'Su Zhenzhen' is forbidden, you must never mention it, you mustn't mention it."

"Why are you so mysterious?"

"Anyway, you just remember. I still have something important to do, so I'm leaving first. Lonely Que, don't move lightly after the injury is healed, we will contact you when we need help."

"It's okay to help, but no one can stop Lone Que from doing things."

Seeing that Lonely Que was so stubborn, Mu Shaoai had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​continuing to persuade: "Okay, take a good rest and leave."

When Mu Shaoai passed by the medicine hut, he saw the little girl who was concentrating on grinding medicinal powder, and smiled at her: "Hoo hoo, little junior sister, long time no see."

"Hmph!" The little girl rolled her eyes at him.

"Oh, I really have no love from fellow practitioners. It's rare to see each other, and I only give me a pair of blank eyes. Look at the talented Sun and Moon, and look at me, the pharmacist, in the sky and on the earth, desolate and pitiful."

"If you mean the love of fellow practitioners who fight each other for three days and fight for two days, and leave one day to destroy each other, there are many here, do you want to try it?"

"Oh, sorry, thank you for not being sensitive, brother, I'd better leave."

"No, give it away." The little girl paused every word, and hummed out her cheeks puffy.

Mu Shaoai left the boundary of Yaowang Valley with a smile, thinking, what a cute little junior sister.

Next is...

In the squinted eyes, a cold light of weighing and calculating suddenly flashed.

If the Evil Awakener was present, he would surely recognize this familiar and hateful look—the look of Pingsheng.

As Mu Shaoai walked and thought, the thoughts in his mind gradually became clear. Analyzing the current chaos, it was not difficult to find that apart from the sinful pits on the surface, there were more than one forces in the dark that were ready to move.

Ok……

While he was pondering, a gust of evil wind suddenly came, and the yellow sand was blown to the face, and the trees were twisted and almost broken.

A familiar figure, a very strange breath, with a long sword in hand, staring at him coldly.

Mu Shaoai's pupils shrank.

"Qianxue?!"

Unparalleled sword energy rushed towards him, still in the Confucian sword style, but with an unusually evil aura.

Mu Shaoai moved his footsteps slightly, and carefully observed Feng Qianxue's situation while resisting Zhou Xuan.

His complexion is pale, his eyes are emotionless, and strange green energy flashes from time to time in the place of Tianling, and the wound can heal extremely quickly.

……insanity? !

Anger suddenly arose in my heart.

What a stream, well done article!Even the dead are not spared, how vicious!

If this is a round set up against him, then this round, Mu Shaoai will take over!

"Qianxue, I will definitely bring you back."

The sword moves and sword moves in his hand were constantly changing, and against the Confucian school's famous Feng Jue style, although on the surface he was slightly disadvantaged, every move he made was slowing down Feng Qianxue's attack speed.

White smoke suddenly gushed out of the hookah pipe, and Feng Qianxue's attack was slightly delayed. Mu Shaoai took advantage of the situation and put his hand on her hand holding the sword, trying to tap acupuncture points to remove the corpse gu, who would have guessed——

There is a weak pulsation in the slender wrist tendons...

She is still alive!

Mu Shaoai was shocked again, and had to think of how far-reaching and vicious Yiliu's intentions were!

At the moment of distraction, a saber move came from behind, and the airflow twisted and deformed in a strange way, hitting his right hand holding the hookah pipe.

Mu Shaoai stared at the dusty pipe, a trace of bewilderment gradually appeared on his face, he didn't dare to turn around and face his opponent.

"... Ah Jiu?"

With a human body and animal ears, a tall and straight figure, the orphan of the beast clan with the appearance of an adult, appeared coldly holding a knife.

"Mu Shaoai, pay for my parents' lives!"

"Mu Shaoai! Mu Shaoai—"

Tan Wuyu ran and shouted in the forest.

If Yiliu really set up such a trap, Mu Shaoai will definitely have nothing to do and will suffer a lot!even……

He dared not imagine the worst consequences.

He knew Mu Shaoai's personality well.The Central Plains pharmacist is really different from the fragrant white lotus.

Su Huanzhen has already cultivated a pair of copper-skinned iron bones in the dangerous rivers and lakes. He can stretch and bend. He is extremely compliant when he shows weakness. Smooth enough to roll flat.

But Mu Shaoai was not.

So he has no way to face such a layout.

When Tan Wuyu hurriedly stopped and followed the mottled blood into a vast grassland, he first saw a blood-stained hookah pipe.

Then, he saw Mu Shaoai's blood-stained white hair scattered in the grass, his eyes closed, and the smile on his quiet face was no longer there.

"Mu Shaoai!"

Tan Wuyu's heart trembled, and he silently clenched the whisk in his hand.

"Oh, I'm late, I'm late."

With a painful expression on his face, he silently carried Mu Shaoai on his back, and headed for the Glazed Wonderland.

……

Su Huan really joked with Qu Shitu, and said with a smile that after the arrival of the culprit, the layout of the Liuli Wonderland seemed to have changed, and even the face of the housekeeper changed, it was so colorful.

"Glass Fairyland has already been opened to people, and you still have the heart to make fun of me."

"Yeah, buddy, the mad dragon patronizes you, and it's a blessing in misfortune that you can recover your life."

"You still have the guts to say it? How is the investigation of the ghost haunting the river going?"

"Su Zhenzhen is alone and weak, and he still can't solve the puzzle. At this time, I just need my friend from the same practice. Hmm...? Saying that everyone is here is really a timely help."

Qu Shitu was confused, but saw that Tan Wuyu was carrying a person on his back, and stepped into the Liuli Wonderland with heavy steps.

"Ah? This is the pharmacist?!"

Su Huan was really startled, and hurried to Tan Wuyu's side to take Mu Shaoai.

"This... pharmacist... how could it be like this?!"

"Hey, I received a letter telling the pharmacist that he was in danger, so I rushed here. The matter is irreversible... Hey!"

Tan Wuyu let out a long sigh, but gave Su Huanzhen a meaningful look.

Su really didn't move his expression, and put one hand on Mu Shaoai, his eyes were full of sorrow: "Duckweed follows the flowing water in troubled times, running around for a lifetime, the rivers and lakes are ruthless, what can I say? Mu Shaoai, my friend... Qu Shitu, please prepare for the funeral." I want to bury the pharmacist myself."

A teardrop slid down the gentle and honest round face of Qingxiang Bailian, and landed on the back of Mu Shaoai's hand. The fingertips that should have stopped vital signs immediately trembled imperceptibly.

As for Tan Wuyu, the corners of his eyes twitched imperceptibly on his sad face.

Only Qu Shitu, with a look of regret from the heart, was busy preparing the coffin with yellow paper and white flags.

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