"Mr. Mo seems to know everything about the Tang Sect." The black shadow under Tang Yunying seemed to have fluctuated for a moment.

"It's just that I control the hearts of the world." Mo Wendong gently brushed his sleeves.

Tang Yunying smiled coldly, "Mr. Mo, what a big tone."

"Mr. Tang is also time to leave." Mo Wendong looked up at the courtyard wall, and there was no idea when a crow feather was falling on it. "The crows will never be a good sign in the courtyard."

"It's junior sister. She has been a little restless recently." Tang Yunying said in a deep voice.

Mo Wendong shook his head, "I'm afraid she is not the only one who is restless in the Tang Sect."

"I hope Mr. Mo will be trusted and let me see the smile of my wife and daughter again in the mirage of the West. Say goodbye." Tang Yunying left this sentence and disappeared into the shadow.

"Dong'er." The sword ancestor called out.

Mo Wendong looked at him, "Father."

"In addition to playing this game of chess, you seem to be doing something very dangerous." Jian Zu Youyou said.

Mo Wendong sighed and turned around, "Mr. Dongfang, the old man from Wanjian Cave, has been sleeping alone for many years. I don't know my father, but I still remember the promise you made back then?"

Bashan.

"The crow I sent to follow my senior brother is dead." Tang Ya, wearing a crow feather cloak, suddenly opened her eyes, sweating profusely.

The old woman holding the silver crutch was stunned, "Die?"

"Diet by a man, look up." Tang Ya's tone was shocked.

White Horse Temple.

forecourt.

"Master." Yu Jing met a monk by chance and bowed to each other.

"My father-in-law is in such a hurry, but he wants to look for the donor?" asked the monk.

Yu Jing nodded, "Where is he now?"

"He has been sleeping for many days and is asleep at this moment." The monk replied respectfully.

Yu Jing was stunned at first, then slowly said: "That's it."

"What's the matter with my father-in-law? Are you eager to tell Mr. Gu?" The monk saw the worry in his eyes.

Yu Jing sighed, "No rush for a moment. Just."

"I'm afraid this will be him, the last one to feel safe."

The monk said in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"Master, please call seven monks from the temple and follow me to the dormitory where he lives." Yu Jing said in a deep voice: "Wait until he wakes up."

"yes."

At this time, a black shadow passed by behind a rockery in the courtyard.

And the Ya Monk who had just walked out had a slight pause in his pace.

White Horse Temple, monk's dormitory.

After turning around on the bed for a few times, Gu Jingyao fell asleep completely. He was indeed very tired. After waiting for several days, he finally became tired at this moment.

"Madam," he murmured, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Yu Jing gently pushed open the door and happened to see all this, and was slightly stunning.

"Father-in-law." The monk behind him called out.

Yu Jing closed the door and hurriedly made a "shhh" gesture to him.

"It must be a dream, don't disturb him."

But Gu Jingyao inside the room frowned.

His dream suddenly changed.

From a gentle and noisy water town.

The ashes and bones seen everywhere.

"No, don't go..."

Jiangnan, Jiangtang City.

Lan Chuqi, who had closed his eyes, took a boat to pass the city gate through the waterway, but was awakened by a gentle fisherman's song.

"The river pond is so beautiful that the river pond is beautiful. My sister travels far away to return the house."

The fisherman sang in the evening, and the setting sun spread down. It was still noon when she got on the boat, but she didn't expect that it was dusk when she woke up. She leaned out of the boat's canopy and looked at the city.

The flowing waters of the small bridges shine together, and smoke from cooking fires rose from every house. Men kept sailing across the shore, singing, laughter and the sound of pounding clothes were woven into a piece.

This is indeed what she looks like in her dreams.

If Jiangtang was her nightmare back then, Jiangtang City is now a beautiful dream she had been thinking about day and night. However, she had never dreamed of it.

Now, her teacher, Mo Wendong, has created this dream for her.

"It's here." The boatman turned his back to her and rowed the boat hard.

I don’t know if it was because the boatman was very strong, but the speed of the boat she was riding was much faster than that of other fishing boats. But at this moment she didn’t care about these things, just looked around the way.

"I'm finally back here."

"I can only send the girl here." The boatman stopped the boat and pointed to the distance. "Mr. Mo arranged for you that big house. According to him, your parents' grave was placed in the yard, and there was still some silver in the house, enough for you to spend a year and a half."

Lan Chuyi, who got ashore, said gratefully: "I thanked Master for me."

The boatman waved his hand and took off the oar.

He didn't know how long he had been on this river again, as if it was endless. But in that moment, he passed through a layer of fog, and the boat turned bizarrely into a carriage, and the setting sun turned into a bright sun. The boatman was naturally not someone else, but the previous coachman.

He casually waved the long whip in his hand and passed by someone.

“Have you settled?”

"It will definitely teach her that she will never escape."

Downstairs of Tianji.

"The last sentence Mr. Xie said sounds a bit unfathomable." Luo Feiyu held the grass root in his mouth, looking a little absent-minded.

Gongsun Shilan heard the uneasiness in his words, "Didn't you always sneer at these mysterious words? Why are you feeling sentimental here today?"

"Maybe because my skills were gone, my mentality changed." Luo Feiyu smiled indifferently and suddenly said, "Why does it feel like the sky in this city is a bit strange? It was clearly a sunny day, but it gave me the feeling that it was about to rain."

Gongsun Shilian also looked at the sky, "After the beginning of summer, it will be Xiaoman, and the rivers of Xiaoman are full, so naturally it will enter a rainy season."

"It will rain in early spring, and after the beginning of summer, it will rain, and the autumn rain makes me feel even colder. Why does it feel like it is raining all the time this year?" Luo Feiyu complained.

Gongsun Shilian smiled, "Every rain has its own destiny. The awakening of insects can awaken all things, the small man can be prosperous for the years, and the autumn cold can wither thousands of trees. This is the most important baptism given to God by all things in the world. What we need to do is to avoid it."

She moved her steps a little, letting Luo Feiyu cover her umbrella.

"With this corner of the umbrella, you can really shelter from the wind and rain." Luo Feiyu smiled.

Gongsun Shilian shook her head, "No."

Luo Feiyu said in confusion: "What can't you do?"

"There is not only this corner that I can give you." Gongsun Shilan stretched out his hand holding the umbrella at him.

Luo Feiyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and took it.

They didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.
Chapter completed!