I am above the long river of time, overlooking the eternity!

Chapter 50 I left, but the story is not over yet!
Fulong Mountain.

The martial arts sect that was once burned to the ground by a fire and was in ruins has now been restored to its former appearance after several years of repairs.

Looking around, the trees are green, the sun is blocked by thick shade, and the palaces and pavilions of Fulong Mountain are looming in the mountains. The scenery is still better than in the past.

But a few days ago, after a thunderstorm.

Inside and outside the Fulong Sect, there was a layer of gloom.

Halfway up the mountain, there is a heavily guarded residence of the Palm Master.

At this time, there were many people gathered outside the small courtyard, all with heavy faces and silence.

And in the inner wing.

The bright and clear windows were mostly covered by screens.

The breeze slowly blew open, letting in the outside sunlight.

However, it could not dispel the sadness mixed in the eyebrows of the beautiful woman sitting on the edge of the bed.

The room was clean and tidy, except for the lady in purple who was lying on the wide bed with her eyes closed and a haggard face.

The vicissitudes of time gradually left traces on her face.

But it can't be erased, she once was so glamorous.

Mu Yuanjun's eyes were slightly red, and he held his daughter's hand and looked at his unconscious mother, Mu Yuqing.

In the past few days, her biological father, the 'Jade Flute Sword' whom she had not seen for five years, came back from the dead. However, he went completely crazy and seriously injured Mu Yuqing.

If his husband hadn't already planned and asked Ji Wumu to lead troops to guard the mountain, the consequences would have been disastrous.

A bloody fight on a thunderstorm night.

After Ji Wumu paid a huge price, he finally caught and killed the Yan family demon who was hiding behind the scenes and controlling everything. However, his father's body was also covered in blood and exploded, turning into a ball of blood. fog.

The impact of that scene on the loved ones is self-evident.

Especially when Mu Yuqing saw this scene, her body was seriously injured, she felt physically and mentally haggard, and could not afford to fall ill.

until today.

Mu Mochou stood obediently next to her mother, rubbed her eyes, looked at Mu Yuanjun beside her, and Mu Yuqing who was lying on the bed and did not wake up, and pursed her lips:

"Mom, why hasn't grandma woke up yet?"

"Otherwise, go and ask someone to find Daddy. He has great powers and will definitely be able to find a solution."

Mu Mochou opened her eyes wide, thinking of the silhouette of the shadow she had not seen for several days, and her heart was filled with reluctance and grievance.

In the past few days, not only has my father disappeared, but the mountain has also been under martial law, all the uncles have serious faces, and even my mother has been angry with her several times throughout the day.

Sometimes she is a bit naughty, but she just wants to make everyone happy.
At the age of more than three years old.

I still don’t have a clear understanding of the so-called life, death and major events, let alone what it means to assess the situation.

But I heard my daughter’s voice.

After Mu Yuanjun was stunned, he hugged his daughter's back tightly and touched her head. His helpless eyes gradually began to glow:
"Yes."

"If junior brother comes back, there will definitely be a way."

Even though Mu Yuanjun knew that her mother might have been at the end of her rope after that night.

After all, injuries aside.

He saw with his own eyes the swords of his close relatives facing each other, and even exploded in front of him.
Mu Yuanjun felt terrified just thinking about this kind of blow.

she can't imagine,
If one day, Luo Jing is like his father, will he go crazy?

especially.
Junior brother went to the Snowy Mountains!

The demons who attacked Fulong were so terrifying. What kind of life-and-death hardships would the Shenwu Alliance encounter in its crusade against the Snow Mountain?
Just thinking about it, Mu Yuanjun's eyes revealed longing and worry.

five years.

Mu Yuanjun had already completely accepted Luo Jing.

She regarded her junior brother as a close relative, and after five years of getting along day and night, this feeling had already been engraved in her bones.

If so, what's wrong with him?
Mist gradually appeared in the woman's eyes.

So much has happened these days.

She misses him.

Mu Yuanjun thought more than once that it would be great if Luo Jing was here.

As long as Junior Brother is here, nothing will happen unexpectedly.

Just like five years ago, he helped the building to collapse in the midst of turmoil.

suddenly,

At this time, there was a burst of noise in the courtyard outside.

"what?"

"Master?"

"The Master is back?"

"What a master!"

A deacon who stayed behind in the courtyard exclaimed, causing the aftermath of his voice to reach Mu Yuanjun's ears.For a moment, Mu Yuanjun became energetic!
Just hearing a "crash", she suddenly opened the window screen.

Sure enough, I saw a figure who thought about it day and night, and was haunted by dreams!
Luo Jing's body was covered in dust, and his face was extremely anxious.

He didn't even maintain his usual gentleness and turned a blind eye to the disciples who greeted him along the way.

He stepped straight into the small courtyard and walked towards the room where Mu Yuanjun was!

"It's Daddy!"

Following Mu Yuanjun, little Mochou, who was wearing a light blue skirt, cheered, excitedly let go of her mother's hand, and jumped up and down to go out.

The woman in the green dress lowered the curtains at this moment, and the haggardness that had persisted in her brows for several days finally disappeared, and she began to smile, with shallow dimples appearing. She looked pretty and charming, and finally regained her bright-eyed look.

She took out a small bronze mirror, looked left and right, gently straightened the folds at the corners of her clothes, patted her face, and hurriedly tidied it up, not wanting anyone to see her previous appearance.

Immediately, he crossed the threshold.

The sun shines.

The man was wearing a black gold cloak with dried blood on it and looked a bit dirty. His whole body was filled with a strong evil aura, and the fatigue on his face was almost visible to the naked eye.

Mu Mochou trotted all the way and saw Luo Jing's appearance. Her little nose wrinkled, she pulled her father's sleeve and said softly:
"Father, you smell so bad!"

Seeing his little face wrinkled together, he felt a little disgusted, but did not put down his little hands. Luo Jing, who was running thousands of miles and wading through mountains and rivers, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly:

"You girl."

His eyes were complicated, revealing an expression that was difficult for Mu Mochou to understand at this moment.

"How did this happen?"

"But it's good to be back."

A pleasant fragrance of gardenia came, and the pretty wife in a light green dress crossed the threshold, frowned lightly, and stepped forward, wanting to help Luo Jing take off the outer cloak, but she was stopped by the person in front of her. The young man raised his hand to interrupt:
"Little Sister"

Luo Jing felt a little distressed when he saw that the woman couldn't cover up the tiredness in the corners of her eyes even though she applied makeup.

He had naturally heard about what happened on Penglai Island and Fulong Mountain before.

At this moment, Luo Jing felt a little regretful.

Whether it’s because of previous commitments or subsequent habits.

He has some
Mu Yuanjun has been blessed so well.

Luo Jing's warm hand touched the cheek of the person in front of him, and Luo Jing stared at Mu Yuanjun quietly, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance at this moment deeply in his mind.

After a moment, he suddenly said:

"The rest of the way."

"Maybe, you have to go on your own."

Red glow gradually emerged from his palm, and the surging magic power all over his body was like a trickle, like an enlightenment. It began to flow down from the woman's face, along the woman's muscles and veins, guiding her towards submission.

[The aura of the medium in this world is exhausted, and the native is about to return to reality.]

【ten, nine, eight】

Starting from his feet, Luo Jing's entire body began to gradually overflow, turning into little bits of starlight.

Mu Yuanjun's eyes slowly widened in front of him, and he felt as if a piece of his heart was missing. He began to feel severe pain, and he felt a faint feeling of uneasiness.

She suddenly grabbed Luo Jing's sleeve tightly, as if she had predicted something intuitively:
"Junior brother, 伱. What's wrong with you!"

"No, don't!"

But it didn't work.

She held on tightly, but she still couldn't hold him back or stop him.

She could only watch Luo Jing helplessly, slowly turning into stars and sand in the sky, saying goodbye to her with a smile.

In the end, only a sharp magic sword with a crystal-clear body and a red glow on its surface was left in place. It resonated with the spiritual energy flowing slowly in her veins as if it were made in heaven.

This is the last thing Luo Jing can leave to Mu Yuanjun.

Naturally promoted to the 'Ten Capitals', the key to refining mana.

The woman in a light green dress stared blankly at the stars and sand in the sky.

But no matter how hard I hold it, I'm still not satisfied.

She could only watch as they passed through her fingers and finally disappeared.

At the last moment of dissipation, the young man, who was already like stars and sand, bent down his tall body, touched the head of his daughter Mu Mochou, who was unaware of her anger:

"Little girl."

"Ugh"

He sighed:
"I hope you can really be worry-free in this life."

"Can be born in this era"

"How can you really do it?"

"It's a pity that my father can't see it anymore."

(End of this chapter)