The crematorium of the beautiful empresses chasing their husbands

Brother Mo... he cried.

He was made to cry by his four bad girls.

The four empresses felt as if a blunt knife was scraping their hearts bit by bit, cutting off their hearts piece by piece.

It turned out that the heart really hurts, and the pain is unbearable for them.

"Can we go find him now... My heart hurts so much! Can we go find him?" Leng Youshuang pleaded painfully.

"Let's see it to the end... See with your own eyes how we hurt him." Dongfang Qinglian had already been in tears and spoke intermittently.

...

In the mirror, the four girls demolished the old house and found a craftsman to build a luxurious manor. They were already powerful masters in the Venerable Realm, and the four of them could kill the Saint Realm together. Money was just a number for them. They could make a lot of money by doing some commissions or destroying the Demon Sect's strongholds.

However, during the construction process, they still kept the tree planted with Mo Lin and the small yard.

Maybe they also have some unforgettable memories left here.

But they also destroyed the warm cottage carrying memories with their own hands, and built a luxurious and cold palace on the ruins full of the past.

Yes, they are already powerful masters of the Venerable level. In the flattery, they also feel that the cottage is no longer suitable for their status.

The craftsmen are also practitioners. The construction speed is very fast. In just two months, a luxurious manor has risen from the ground.

But looking at the cold manor, the four of them inexplicably felt a piece of emptiness in their hearts.

...

Two years have passed in a blink of an eye. Mo Lin did nothing during this time. He rented a yard, fed the cat every day, watched the sunrise and sunset, and used the rest of the time to practice, using the Tao rhyme of the earth to feed back the cultivation of the four sisters.

And a few days ago, he felt that the four girls had broken through to the Saint Realm.

They are already 22 years old, and they are all young ladies in their prime.

During this period, Mo Lin also wanted to go back and take a look, but once he got closer and saw the luxurious "palace" built on the grave of their cabin, he lost the idea of ​​going back.

Two months later, he received an invitation.

It was sent by his four sisters.

They found his address, although Mo Lin didn't want to hide from them on purpose.

'See you, I'm fine.

We will hold a party in Tianqi Mountain in three days. All the people who come are our friends. I hope Brother Mo Lin can come too.

Dongfang Qinglian will stay. '

For a party, it's better to go and see it by yourself. I haven't seen them for a while.

Three days later, Mo Lin came to Tianqi Mountain where he had lived for many years.

This place is completely different from when he was there. It has become a luxurious palace built of white marble, which is worthy of the appearance of their noble realm.

After all, being able to reach the Venerable Realm means one is an ancestor of some medium-sized sects. Even in large sects, Venerable-level masters will be respectfully paid as guest officials.

Mo Lin handed the invitation to the guard at the door, and when he opened the door, he saw Dongfang Qinglian holding a wine glass and happily talking about something.

Dongfang Qinglian had grown into a stunning beauty, with her long black hair draped over her shoulders, and her azure eyes exuding a majesty that could not be ignored, as if she was a beautiful goddess who was absolutely beautiful but could not be desecrated.

Dongfang Qinglian saw Mo Lin's figure, her face froze, and then returned to normal.

"Today is the day when the four of us return to the Four Saints Sect, take over my father's position, and serve as the four masters of the Four Saints Sect. All of you present are my close friends. I hope that you will maintain your friendship with the Four Saints Sect in the future."

So that's how it is. They found the people of the Four Saints Sect.

They are already at the Venerable level, and they have been taught various martial arts. Even if they face the Saint level, they have the strength to fight. The impoverished Four Saints Sect found them, which can be regarded as holding their thighs.

However, most of the surviving members of the Four Saints Sect are secretly in contact with the Nether Sect. I will find a chance to remind them.

Mo Lin glanced at the guests. He didn't know most of them, but he saw a familiar figure among them.

Dongfang Jin, who was escaped by him last time, didn't expect to dare to appear in front of his sister.

However, it seemed that he also saw Mo Lin, and immediately lowered his head, not daring to make too much eye contact with Mo Lin.

Mo Lin sighed. The truth of that day, Mo Lin had been hiding in his heart. If he suddenly said that Dongfang Jin was a treacherous villain, Dongfang Qinglian might have a deeper grudge against him.

Mo Lin's mind was a little confused. He shook his head and didn't think about it.

"Brother Mo?"

Mo Lin turned his head and saw Leng Youshuang staring at him blankly. Little Shuang had become more beautiful and her whole body had grown up. Although her figure was still a little petite, she had also grown into aThe beautiful woman, with long curly blue hair, and star-shaped pupils in her big eyes, flashing as if water was overflowing.

"Xiao Shuang'er, long time no see." Mo Lin smiled and said.

"Well... long time no see, Brother Mo." Leng Youshuang didn't know what to say, so she could only ask "Did Sister Qinglian ask you to come?"

"Well, she wrote me a letter." Mo Lin nodded.

"Is that so... Then I'll ask Sister Zhirou and Sister Ling'er to come and see you, okay?" Leng Youshuang lowered her head and said.

"No, I'll leave soon. This time I'm just here to see you." Mo Lin shook his head. It's better not to meet than to have an awkward meeting.

He wanted to go out for a walk first. After the banquet was over, he planned to tell Dongfang Qinglian the truth of the matter and let her be careful.

Mo Lin walked out of the banquet hall and walked around the yard a few times. He saw the big tree that he and the four girls planted when they were young.

The setting sun was like blood.

He stood by the tree, looking at the sunset in the distance, lost in thought.

Before, when he was alone, he would also watch the blazing fireball slowly fall.

"Brother Mo... Mo Lin?"

Mo Lin came back from his trance. The person who came was Zhu Ling'er.

She was more beautiful than before, her long red-pink hair made her look more charming, and her red-pink eyes echoed the sunset, like two of the most precious pink diamonds in the world. Her figure was also the best among the four sisters, with slender branches and large fruits, and she was so beautiful.

However, Mo Lin didn't care too much about these. She never looked at her four sisters with such vulgar eyes.

"Why are you here?" She frowned, but looking at Mo Lin's lonely back, her heart couldn't help but soften.

"Lian'er wrote me a letter, let me take a look." Mo Lin smiled and said lightly.

"Is that so... How are you doing recently?" Zhu Ling'er asked.

She was a little embarrassed to say it, because it was the four of them who drove him away.

Thinking about it carefully, Mo Lin seemed to have never looked at them with strange eyes.

As they came into contact with more people, many looked at them with ill intentions. They also understood the intentions of those people, but Mo Lin seemed to have never looked at them with that kind of eyes.

Just like now, his eyes were as clear as water.

"I'm fine, Ling'er, thank you for your concern." Mo Lin said softly, "I'll leave in a while, don't worry, I'll go see Lian'er and say a few words to her in the end."

"No... I'm not..." Zhu Ling'er said in a muffled voice, "It's nothing, you can stay as long as you want."

She felt that she might have wronged Mo Lin, but she gritted her teeth and still couldn't bring herself to say sorry.

During this period, she was also influenced by those geniuses and learned that arrogance. Mo Lin is still in the spiritual realm now, and she is in the respectable realm. It's a bit of a loss to apologize to a spiritual realm.

With her talent and strength, she also has the capital to be proud.

"Yes, thank you."

Mo Lin nodded, and looked at Zhu Ling'er's back as she walked away, feeling a sense of sadness spreading.

Forget it, let's just watch the sunset... The sun sets so slowly.