"Yue Wumu, I want you to abolish your cultivation, otherwise I will kill Rao Yixue."
Rao Fenghua took the opportunity to capture Rao Yixue and forced Yue Wumu to submit.
"Uncle Yue, don't worry about me, just take action."
Rao Yixue has lived for twenty years, and before meeting Yang Fengzhi, she has always longed for maternal love.
Now that she knows her mother is still alive, Rao Yixue is willing to give her life for her mother.
"Yue Wumu, think about it clearly. Would that woman want to see her daughter die miserably?"
As he spoke, the hand that pinched Rao Yixue's neck tightened a little more. Rao Yixue was squeezed so hard that she could hardly breathe.
But she didn't send any distress signal.
Not far away, Yue Wumu regained some sense.
"Okay, let her go first."
Yue Wumu dissipated his aura, looked at Rao Fenghua and said, although he was extremely reluctant, as Rao Fenghua said, Rao Yixue is Mo Qingxue's only flesh and blood.
If Mo Qingxue, who is still alive, learns that her daughter has passed away, the white-haired person will send the black-haired person.
How heartbroken it will be.
"Hmph! If you want her to live, just do as I say. I'll count to three, one, two..."
"Okay, I'm useless!"
Yue Wumu, without saying a word, slapped himself on the chest with a palm, and all his cultivation was in vain.
Rao Fenghua couldn't help but feel so happy when she saw the earthly aura that could only escape from Yue Wumu's body.
"Trash! For the sake of a woman, you sacrificed your cultivation. If that's the case, then just die!"
Now that things have happened, Rao Fenghua no longer intends to keep pretending.
Rao Yixue is just his pawn. In order to become a mortal, he is willing to give up everything.
After saying that, Rao Fenghua felt cruel and teleported to Yue Wumu's side, just as he was about to slap Yue Wumu's Tianling Cap with his palm.
Yue Wumu's body once again erupted with terrifying aura.
He grabbed Rao Fenghua with his backhand and gave Rao Yixue time to escape.
"Uncle Yue."
"Miss, please go away. Leave Lingxiao Palace and return to Mr. Yang. Only by staying with them can we ensure your safety."
Yue Wumu seemed to be explaining his funeral arrangements, which was indeed the case. He had already activated forbidden arts, and in addition, he had abolished most of his cultivation before, and his current state was just a reflection of his past.
He's really exhausted.
"Uncle Yue, I won't leave. If I die, we will die together."
"Silly girl, listen to Uncle Yue and leave quickly. Only if you survive can you have hope of saving your mother."
Speaking of this, blood spilled from the corners of Yue Wumu's mouth again.
"Hahaha! I thought you really had a backup plan, but it turns out you were just holding on."
"Six-character Great Ming Mantra!"
Rao Fenghua gave a soft drink and the six-character spell clung to the surface of his skin.
boom!
pound!
Yue Wumu was seriously injured by the six-character Great Ming Curse and fell to the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Rao Yixue threw herself on Yue Wumu.
Screaming at the top of his lungs.
"Uncle Yue, wake up! Uncle Yue, please open your eyes and look at Yi Xue... Wuwu..."
At this moment, Rao Yixue felt empty in her heart, as if she had lost something precious.
This is the second time she has experienced this feeling. The first time was when she was at the God of War at Demon-Conquering Peak. Yang Feng was stabbed through his body with a knife and fell in front of her.
But this time it was Uncle Yue, the person who had taken care of her since she was a child. Rao Yixue was cold-blooded on the outside, but in fact, she was as hot as fire inside, but she was afraid of burning others.
"Ahem...little miss, don't, don't cry, go away...you, you are not Rao, Rao Fenghua's daughter...go..."
Yue Wumu's weak voice sounded intermittently.
"Uncle Yue, are you, what you said is true? Then, who am I, my biological father?"
But as soon as Rao Yixue asked, Yue Wumu died of anger. He was too seriously injured and had reached the point where his life was exhausted. However, he did not rescue Mo Qingxue, who had been kind to him until his death.
"The old thing is finally dead. As for you, my good daughter, go with your father!"
After saying that, Rao Fenghua forcibly took Rao Yixue away.
"Uncle Yue..."
Rao Yixue wanted to resist, but the gap between her and Rao Fenghua was too big.
He could only watch Yue Wumu's figure getting further and further away from him.
After Rao Fenghua and his daughter had left for a while, Xu Sanniang and Jingyi arrived here.
But the scene before her eyes made Xu Sanniang burst into tears.
"Yue Laogui, what's wrong with you? Open your eyes and look at me again. I'm Sanniang! I'm back..."
Xu Sanniang held Yue Wumu's body in grief.
Jingyi also showed sadness. Although she didn't get along with Yue Wumu for a long time, her impression of Yue Wumu was not bad.
Especially after learning some of Yue Wumu's deeds, I admired Yue Wumu even more, but such a person actually died.
And he still refused to die. One can imagine how unwilling Yue Wumu was before his death.
"Lingxiao Palace, I am at odds with you!"
Xu Sanniang was angry. Yue Wumu and she met when they were young. At that time, Xu Sanniang was not the owner of Wangchun Tower.
Xu Sanniang was not born into a wealthy family. On the contrary, Xu Sanniang's family was poor, her mother died young, and later her only father also passed away.
At that time, Xu Sanniang was only a fourteen-year-old girl with no financial resources. In addition, her family was extremely poor, so she had no choice but to sell herself to bury her father.
At that time, Yue Wumu was also being hunted for manslaughter, and luckily met Mo Qingxue.
It's been fifty years since they were separated from each other. For the mortal monks, fifty years passed in a blink of an eye, but for Yue Wumu and Xu Sanniang themselves, it was a kind of torture.
Until fifty years later, the two met again. You are not married and I am not married.
But after all, they are no longer young, and it is impossible for them to put down everything now and run away with each other.
But I'm afraid they never thought that this encounter would be so short-lived.
Xu Sanniang, carrying Yue Wumu's body on her back, was about to leave.
The careful Jingyi noticed the traces left on the ground after Yue Wumu's body left.
The word "ancient" is a shallow ancient word.
"Sister Xu, look at the writing on the ground."
When Xu Sanniang heard Jingyi's call, she turned around and looked down.
"This is Yue Laogui's handwriting, ancient. What does this ancient character mean?"
Xu Sanniang, something flashed through her mind, but she couldn't catch it.
"Sister Xu, could it be someone's name?"
"The name...impossible, Gu, it can't be him!"
Xu Sanniang, with a frightened face, seemed to be very afraid of the name with the ancient surname.
Seeing Xu Sanniang's reaction, Jingyi did not ask any more questions, but gently erased the shallow ancient characters on the ground without leaving any trace.
At night, a figure appeared again in the Rao Family Mausoleum.
"Hmph! Xu Sanniang, you have to get involved in this matter, I'm afraid Wangchunlou behind you won't agree!"
This figure is none other than Rao Fenghua.
Drunk in hibiscus,
Yang Feng and Fandu immediately guessed something when they saw Xu Sanniang and Jingyi looking sad.
"Uncle Yue, what happened to Uncle Yue?"
"It's our fault that we arrived late. By the time we found Uncle Yue, he, he was already like this."
Jingyi's voice was a little whimpering.
"Who did it?"
Some people died, but not completely...
