Wang Mu has left.

Chen Mo knew about this, but I was afraid that Wang Mu would never dare to say it again until he died.

Silently, Chen Mo brought in a basin of warm water, wet the veil, and began to wipe the village chief's face bit by bit.

He didn't dare to speak, afraid that he would not be able to suppress his inner sadness as soon as he opened his mouth and tears flowed.

He had to be calm and even smile. A Xiang and Lian'er were still standing beside him. He had to make them feel at ease and feel that they had a support.

The village chief’s grandfather was stubborn and refused to accept the favors of Wang Mucai. Just like when he was a child, no matter when he borrowed grain, the village chief’s grandfather would definitely find a way to pay it back. Even if he sold the only old cow in the village for this, he saw that the field was about to harvest in ten days.

Some people say that the village chief’s grandfather is stupid, but Chen Mo knows that this is a man’s word, and the village chief’s grandfather is teaching him.

It is not easy to escape. Seeing A Xiang and Lian'er in ragged clothes, yellow face and sparse hair.

There were even dry blood on the lapel of the village chief’s grandfather’s clothes. It seemed that he had washed it, but it shouldn’t be washed off.

"Lieyang Martial Arts Hall, Mo'er has been searching for a long time, but has not found it." Chen Mo lowered his head and wiped the village chief's grandfather's hand. His fingers touched the village chief's grandfather's pulse slightly, and a trace of extremely subtle spiritual energy penetrated into it.

"There is no Lieyang Martial Arts Hall." The village chief's grandfather was panting hard, but he grinned. From Chen Mo's entry to the house, he had never said a word, but just kept looking at Chen Mo, as if he couldn't see enough.

It was not until Chen Mo said that he answered this sentence, with joy. Unexpectedly, he deceived this stupid boy out of the village to avoid military service, but he really made him a fairy fate. The ancestors of Muyan Village finally appeared once.

"Grandpa." Chen Mo looked up and wanted to smile hard, but his lips trembled violently. Through that touch of spiritual energy, he already knew the physical condition of the village chief's grandfather. His five internal organs were damaged and his oil was exhausted. It was a miracle that even a cultivator could not do until now.

There was no way, there was no way. Chen Mo didn't even dare to think about it. It was because of the young A Xiang and the village chief of Lian'er that he had to hold on until now, but because he was dragging his half-dead body and he had a sense that he would come back.

"I lost the token you gave me." As soon as I said that, Chen Mo's tears finally rolled down, and he could no longer suppress his sadness.

He cried, and Axiang and Lian'er cried and snuggled beside him. The village chief's grandfather raised his hand and Chen Mo hurriedly held it.

"If you lose it..., you will lose it, just be successful." He comforted Chen Mo. The first two words were difficult to say, but the latter became smoother, just because Chen Mo kept carefully pouring spiritual energy to support the village chief's grandfather.

He could feel that the village chief's grandfather felt at ease when he saw him, and that he felt at ease when he saw that he was powerful. With such peace of mind and reassurance, the tense breath in his heart finally relaxed, and the remaining vitality was passing by quickly.

Aura can hold the life of the village chief’s grandfather, but at most it will be a matter of time. No matter how much spiritual energy is, the village chief’s grandfather will die of meridians.

Chen Mo felt hatred in his heart, hating why he was not those powerful people who were all in the world. If he had their abilities, he would use the King of Hell to snatch the village chief’s grandfather back.

But Chen Mo did not dare to express himself at all. He could only wipe his tears and smiled and said to the village chief’s grandfather: “Well, I don’t cry. I’m grown up.”

"Mo'er, I have something to say to you." A strange flush appeared on the village chief's grandfather's face. He looked at Chen Mo with a somewhat anxious tone.

Chen Mo was shocked and felt that the village chief's grandfather's vitality was passing faster, and there was only a trace of it left.

At this time, Chen Mo had to grit his teeth and inject more spiritual energy, and even if he was in danger, he couldn't take care of it. He knew that what the village chief grandfather had to say next was very important. If he didn't find a way to finish his words, he would definitely leave with great regrets.

Obviously, the spiritual energy input by Chen Mo delayed the village chief’s grandfather for a while. Perhaps because he felt his physical condition, the village chief’s grandfather actually started talking quickly without interruption.

"Muyan Village is actually a village built by immortals. It has been more than 1,200 years since then. On that day, my ancestors were seriously injured and chose a remote place to take refuge in order to avoid the pursuit."

"In the second wooden box, there is a note from the ancestor. Only the village chief is qualified to read it. Now Muyan Village has been destroyed, and you are the only male. If I go, you must remember to read it carefully."

"The ancestors left three treasures in total. One of them is the fan, the most mysterious, and has been handed over to you. If you have the chance to find them in the future, the other two, one was opened by me in the face of the disaster, protecting Axiang and Lian'er's safety, but now it has been destroyed. The other one is an egg-shaped white jade with the breath left by the ancestor. Since you have entered the path of immortality, you will be able to sense the breath when you see that thing, and you will also be able to find it back from your enemies."

"As for the people who are vengeful, they look ordinary, but their eyes are red and green, which is impressive. I was unwilling to accept it, so I risked my life to stretch my head out from the treasure and looked at it again. I only remember that there was a black lotus on the tiger's mouth on my back. I remember that the black lotus-shaped mark was marked."

Speaking of this, the village chief suddenly paused and began to breathe continuously. Although every word he said was a shocking secret to Chen Mo, how could Chen Mo take care of it at this time, his heart was filled with sadness and he began to be at a loss.

Although A Xiang and Lian'er were young, they were already sensible. At this time, they probably understood that the village chief was approaching and had already knelt down and cried softly.

The village chief suddenly grabbed Chen Mo's hand, tilted his head back, and a smile appeared on his face: "I saw that the more than 160 people who died in the village, although they were all old, weak, women and children, were good people in my Muyan Village."

"Mo'er, go and accompany grandpa to the field to catch the bug."

"It doesn't matter whether it's fairy or not. I just thought... I just wanted to lose the war... Many young and old children were born in the village... I have labor... Our village, our village has so much food that we can't finish it. Everyone has new food..." Speaking of this, the village chief's hand shook, he let go of Chen Mo's hand, and finally he hung down weakly.

Chen Mo sat upright and hugged the village chief with one arm. From the corner of his eyes, he saw his two sobbing sisters. He suddenly started to cough violently. In front of him was the figure of the village chief's grandfather who was unwilling to investigate in the disaster of the sky and the earth. He was finally seriously injured.

Silly old man, you have been stubborn all your life, so take a break for a while.

Chen Mo was so anxious that he leaned back and forth. After a while, he gently put down the village chief’s grandfather, knelt heavily in front of the kang, and said softly, "Chen Mo doesn't know how to let go. Even if there are only three people left in Muyan Village, it will definitely not be destroyed."

"One day Mo'er will look for a paradise for a lifetime. The spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, and the food is so high that it can't be eaten. I have new clothes to wear every year..." Chen Mo's voice choked up.

"Before this, Chen Moding killed his enemy with his hands and sacrificed blood to my Muyan Village."

"Muyan Village will definitely not be destroyed! Grandpa, the village chief, heard Chen Mo's swearing that if he could not do it in this life, he would rather have the five thunders hit the top, and his soul will not exist and he will lose his reincarnation forever."
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