The crematorium of the beautiful empresses chasing their husbands

After a long time, the banquet ended.

The monks who came to participate also left one after another. They were at least at the emperor level and could fly in the air, unlike Mo Lin, who had to walk up the mountain road by himself.

Seeing that most of the guests had left, Mo Lin thought about telling Dongfang Qinglian to be careful of Dongfang Jin and the fact that some people from the Four Saints Sect were colluding with the Netherworld Sect.

Mo Lin wanted to find Dongfang Qinglian, but he could only wander around. The huge manor was no longer the small house at the beginning. It seemed that the space folding technology was used here. Mo Lin walked around and felt like he was lost.

"Mo... Brother Mo?" At this moment, a voice called him.

Mo Lin turned his head and saw Bai Zhirou looking at him in a daze.

Bai Zhirou was also very elegant, wearing a white dress, with a cold face and long silver-white hair, which made her look as inviolable as a fairy in the Moon Palace. The pair of cute cat ears stood up at this moment, adding a bit of cuteness to the coldness.

"Rou'er, long time no see." Mo Lin also smiled gently. She was still as cold as he remembered.

Mo Lin's gentle voice awakened Bai Zhirou from her daze.

"Ah, long time no see Brother Mo, are you...are you okay alone?" Bai Zhirou took a breath and calmed herself down.

"It's okay, I'm fine, Rou'er." Mo Lin suddenly remembered his original purpose. "Do you know where Lian'er is?"

"Sister Lian'er is in the fifth room, turn right at the end." Bai Zhirou whispered. She wanted to talk to Mo Lin, but it would make everyone embarrassed.

Mo Lin didn't want to say anything more to her. It seemed that he had something to say to Sister Qinglian.

"Okay, thank you, Rou'er."

She stared blankly at the thin back of Mo Lin as he left for a long time.

...

"Qinglian, that Mo Lin is not a good person, why did you call him?"

This voice... is Dongfang Jin, right?

Mo Lin's hand, which was about to knock on the door, suddenly stopped.

"He is my brother who has taken care of me since I was a child. I called him here just to let him see that I have returned to the Four Saints Sect."

"If he hadn't interfered last time, we would have taken you back to the Four Saints Sect. You would have repaid him for taking care of you."

"But..."

"Don't say but!" Dongfang Jin interrupted Dongfang Qinglian rudely, then felt that his tone was a bit heavy and softened.

"I am the son of the elder, and you are the daughter of the clan leader. We may have to unite for our Qinglong family in the future. He is an outsider and a waste in the spiritual realm. Don't think about him anymore."

Dongfang Qinglian saw Dongfang Jin's slightly aggressive eyes, and a trace of disgust appeared on his face, but then he sighed.

"I just regard him as a benefactor. He did some bad things and killed four strong men from our four clans. I have already made peace with him, but I am busy with clan affairs now. I will discuss some personal matters later."

After all, Dongfang Jin is his clan member and the elder's son who was killed by his brother. Dongfang Qinglian feels a little guilty about him.

"Okay, let's discuss this matter after you are done with this period of time." Dongfang Jin saw that Dongfang Qinglian had no interest in discussing this matter, so he could only say helplessly.

...

After listening, Mo Lin silently retracted his hand.

Forget it, let it be. If I go in, she will think that I am making excuses or eavesdropping on their conversation.

I should not meddle in other people's business. I just need to fulfill Grandpa Mo's wishes and help them ascend to the realm of God. The rest has nothing to do with me.

Mo Lin left. This is no longer his home.

…

“Brother Mo…he heard it…” Dongfang Qinglian’s face was dull. She didn’t expect that Mo Lin actually heard her conversation with that bastard Dongfang Jin.

“Dongfang Jin!” Bai Zhirou was furious. “He brought people to kidnap us, and he is here to complain first!”

“Sister Qinglian, Sister Qinglian?” Zhu Linger’s face was red with anger. “Leave this Dongfang Jin to me, okay? I want to burn him to death bit by bit with the Vermillion Bird Divine Fire!”

“Ah…” Dongfang Qinglian was awakened by Zhu Linger’s voice, and looked a little lost.

“I said, I’m going to kill that damn Dongfang Jin with the Vermillion Bird Divine Fire! Do you agree?” Zhu Linger’s big pink eyes stared at Dongfang Qinglian.

“I…I want to kill him myself!” Dongfang Qinglian murmured.

“You don’t want to protect him, do you? You also said that he won’t survive today. He and you are engaged?” Leng Youshuang said coldly. It was rare for her to get angry.

"No! I have nothing to do with that bastard!" Dongfang Qinglian's face was a little ferocious. "I want to let him know what it means to be worse off than dead!"

"Hehe, then I'll just believe what you say for now." LengYoushuang smiled inexplicably. She felt that the four of them were really ridiculous. They were played around by the bad guys, and the people who were really kind to them were driven away by them.

But... no matter how much I tortured Dongfang Jin, Brother Mo... he heard it.

How painful he must have been at that time...

Dongfang Qinglian slapped herself hard, and a bright red palm print appeared on that pretty face.

She wanted to tear her mouth apart. She just wanted to kneel in front of Mo Lin and apologize to him desperately and beg for his forgiveness.

...

Time passed in the mirror, and two years passed in a blink of an eye.

Some time ago, Mo Lin felt that the four girls had broken through the holy realm.

And today, the kitten that had been with him for many years also left him.

It seemed to have died of old age. It fell asleep quietly in Mo Lin's arms and never woke up again.

Mo Lin buried it next to Grandpa Mo to keep him company.

Every time I come here, I will think of the four girls' bloody hands when they buried Grandpa Mo with me.

Mo Lin has never stopped feeding back energy to the four girls.

Now, in addition to the spiritual power he absorbs every day, he also directly infuses the Dao rhyme of earth into their bodies.

Mo Lin estimates that when he gives them all his Dao rhyme, they should be able to cross the threshold of the emperor realm and ascend to the emperor realm with the help of his Dao rhyme.

Gold produces water, water produces wood, wood produces fire, fire produces earth, and earth produces gold.

With his own Dao rhyme of earth as the foundation, he may be able to stimulate the Dao rhyme of the four of them and help them become emperors.

By then, I still have a spiritual realm cultivation. After completing the task, I will walk around in this world and look around.

Without Dao rhyme, I have been depleted of essence and blood since childhood, and there is no possibility of progress in my cultivation.

Mo Lin is now calmer.

He thinks that his sister may have some misunderstandings about him.

But hurt is hurt after all.

I have never let them down.

When the time comes, they will go their own way, and I will just look around in this world.

"When they become emperors, I don't know how long they will live. Maybe after a long time, they will forget me, a passer-by in their lives."

Mo Lin smiled, a little self-deprecating, a little relieved.

…

"Forget... How can I forget..." Bai Zhirou covered her mouth, tears flowing through her fingers.

"... Brother Mo... You are the light in our lives, how can we forget..." Zhu Linger gritted her teeth and held back her tears. She had cried too many times today.

"Forget..." Dongfang Qinglian was stunned. How could she forget the heart-wrenching feeling of being truly loved by someone and then being pushed away fiercely?

"Sisters, I feel so bad..." Leng Youshuang burst into tears. When Mo Lin buried the kitten, the lonely figure made her tears flow uncontrollably. She wanted to go in and accompany Brother Mo now. She felt so sorry for Mo Lin.

…