After Su Jiu left, Bai Su completely spread her on the bed, as if she had finished a matter of her worries.

However, Yao Yan was a little curious about their relationship...

"It is not difficult to infer from the previous conversation that according to your previous relationship, it should be said that it is incompatible with water and fire. Now you can sit together and talk calmly? The relationship between you Taoist cultivators is complicated..."

Bai Su smiled, "Actually, there is nothing complicated. It's just that I was blinded by lard and got stuck in the horns. Su Jiu has always been a person with broad hearts."

Yao Yan threw the small jade bottle in his hand and sighed, "Yes, my heart is quite big. Such precious elixirs have been left behind just to slap your life for a few more days."

Bai Su glanced at the small bottle in Yao Yan's hand, and there was a flowing light in his eyes and a strange mood in his eyes fluctuated.

"No wonder she has so many friends..."

Although she lived long enough in this life, there were not many people who had a heart-to-heart relationship. The only one, Chen Yan, was also implicated by her and died under the thunder.

If there is a next life, if she can meet Chen Yan again, she will definitely not be awkward and cherish this only friend with all her heart.

One night the second month after Su Jiu left, Bai Su left completely.

Say goodbye to this world and to say goodbye to everything she has experienced before.

Bai Su's body was buried by Yao Yan himself.

Between the wild mountains and rivers, a rough stone tablet was inserted in front of a small earth bun.

Not far from the stone tablet was standing, "You really have no blessing to absorb too good things. That bottle of magic medicine actually made you last for an extra month, and I felt distressed for Su Jiu."

"Hey... But that's true, who made you so lucky? I really didn't realize at the beginning that you were actually a son of luck, tsk! The son of luck!

This kind of lucky son who is so miserable that you are the only one I have seen in my life.”

Yao Yan said as he collected a few wild flowers from the nearby woods and tied them into a small bundle.

"Don't dislike it. Now the flowers you have are good harvests. Many monks will die if they die. They will be thrown into the mountains and forests. Soon there are many poor people who will turn into monsters and eat food. You should be content."

A bouquet of red and yellow flowers appeared in front of the stone tablet.

The demonic flames kept chatting and sat down just now.

"I don't know what I'll tell you, my soul has dispersed..."

"Ha, yes, the soul cannot be retained. Fortunately, you still hope that there will be a next life. Where did the cultivator in the Cang realm come from? He really has poor abilities and can even dream."

A small wine glass appeared in front of the tombstone again, and the wine glass was filled with wine by demon flames.

"I suddenly felt that as a demon cultivator, I was so kind, but facing such a kind me, you died before you even finished the ending! Do you want me to remember you for the rest of your life!"

Yao Yan took a sip of the wine in his glass, smashed his mouth, and then threw the wine glass aside with disgust.

"I have to say that you succeeded. I have twisted my neck by half of the people who dared to tell me stories! You are probably the only exception."

"Okay, I'm almost time to leave. Before leaving, I think I'd like to complain to you, your wine in Jiuzhou continent is really too bad."

Yao Yan glanced at the stone tablet deeply, then turned around without a trace of nostalgia.

He seemed to be regretting, not knowing whether it was regretting the storyteller or the story without an ending.

...

On this day, it suddenly started to rain in the sky. The rain was not heavy, but it was inexplicably a bit depressing.

Not far from the tombstone that was swaying in the wind and rain, two people walked out.

It is Lu Tianqi and Ran Chao who have not appeared in front of everyone for many years.

"You heard what the demon cultivator said just now." Ran Chao's arms that were cut off had already grown out, but his temperament was much more gloomy than before.

"Tsk, I'm not deaf, of course I heard it." Lu Tianqi licked his lips. He really didn't expect that Bai Su would be the son of luck in this world.

"Do you regret it?"

"Yes, I regret it. If I had known that Bai Su was the son of luck back then, I would have to make good use of it."

Ran Chao sneered, "You couldn't even keep people back then and still used them."

"So, the most wrong thing we did was actually to instigate her to take us away from Canglan Sect and join Tianli Sect."
Chapter completed!