The junior uncle spoke: "The eldest brother is dead, that's the hero who spreads his wingspan!"

Sima Chun sighed: "Do you want to tell the master and his wife about this?"

The junior uncle said, "I have to say something from my parents, but I'd better hide it from my sister. I'm afraid that my sister won't accept it."

Sima Chun: "That..., the junior sister already knows it."

Uncle Junior: "What?"

Sima Chun: "When I came, I was experimenting with my junior sister with the paper crane communication. The junior sister should have heard your conversation with Zhan Yi through the paper crane."

"What?" The uncle of the junior master jumped up in shock and hurriedly ran towards the direction where Zhan Yi left.

Not long after he ran, he saw Zhan Yi. A young woman stood in front of him. Who isn't her cheap sister Zhao Qiuyu?

"Sister..." the junior uncle shouted.

Zhao Qiuyu glanced at him and said softly: "Brother, I have something to talk to Zhan Daxia, you don't have to follow me. Don't worry, I won't be impulsive, and there will be no trouble."

After saying that, her eyes turned to spread and she spoke lightly: "Come with me."

Zhan Yi followed Zhao Qiuyu with an excited expression and went to a pavilion in the villa.

The junior uncle stood up, looked at him worriedly, and went back disappointedly.

Forget it, since the cheap sister has already known it, let her deal with it by herself.

I believe that my sister is not a romantic brain and will not participate in the emotional disputes between other couples, and will not be the third party.

The uncle was sitting in the flower hall and waiting while eating pastries.

After eating all the three plates of snacks brought by the maid, the cheap sister appeared in the sight of the junior uncle.

Facing his brother's worried gaze, Zhao Qiuyu smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'll start talking to him. From now on, he will walk on his Yangguan Road and I will cross my single-plank bridge. I, Zhao Qiuyu, have nothing to do with him spreading his wings!"

The uncle saw that Zhao Qiuyu had sadness, but also relieved, and let down half of his heart.

"Sister, do you really not care? After all, others are still alive."

Zhao Qiuyu said: "If I had known that he was still alive a year ago or even two years ago, I might have suffered a pain, but now, I have put aside the person. Even if I know that others are still alive, I will not have the feeling of grief."

Zhao Qiuyu was indeed very sad, but he was more unhappy, both for the spreading of his wings and for God.

I never thought God would tease her like this!

However, she no longer cared about it after she had practiced her true nature.

Is love or something important to practice immortality?

When the uncle saw the change in expression on Zhao Qiuyu's face, his other half was relieved.

Not bad, his cheap sister can hold it and put it down, very good.

"Sister, I have a Bing Xin Jue here to calm down. Do you want to learn it?"

"You want." Zhao Qiuyu said without hesitation.

Although she had already let go of Linghu talk, how could she be calm in her heart?

To practice with this mentality, you must be obsessed with it.

The magic tricks that require meditation and concentration.

The uncle of the junior teacher then recited the content of the Bing Xin Jue to Zhao Qiuyu: "If the heart is clear, the sky will fall and the sky will fall; if everything changes are still calm, the spirit will be happy and calm; if you forget yourself, you will be determined to keep one, and the six senses will be determined; if you are abstaining from energy to nourish your energy, you will be selfless and inaction; if you look at each other, you will be dependent on each other; if you deliberately keep your mind, you will be subdued to think..."

Zhao Qiuyu remembered the Bing Xin Jue and began to recite it silently in his heart, and gradually his expression became calm.

After saying goodbye to the junior uncle, Zhao Qiuyu returned to his yard and hung a sign "In retreat, please do not disturb" outside the room. Zhao Qiuyu began to practice crazy.

She wanted to use her cultivation to completely throw Linghu Tan away from her mind.

During dinner, my parents came out and finished their meal with my uncle.

Well, the two of them have not yet practiced to fast, so they still have to eat.

The uncle of the junior master has practiced to the fasting stage, but he will not refuse delicious food.

At the dinner table, the uncle mentioned the arrival of the wing.

When he heard Zhan Yi was Linghu talk, his parents were very surprised. The mother of Bianqi couldn't help but blame his uncle: "How can you drive away your senior brother? He is your senior brother!"

Uncle Junior: "Mom, he is the one who is spreading his wings."

The naiqi mom sighed: "But he is also your senior brother."

Linghu Tan was raised by a cheap mother and had a lot of affection for this apprentice and treated him as his own child.

Therefore, the naiqi mom is not as much thinking as her junior uncle.

I just thought that the eldest disciple who I thought had died was back, which was a very happy thing.

The child has finally returned home and should leave the person at home.

How could they drive people away without even seeing each other?

Cheap father thinks much more than cheap mother.

As the leader of a village, he understood his son's approach better.

Dai Dai asked: "But what is the problem with Zhan Yi's identity?"

The uncle of the junior teacher said: "It's not his problem, but her wife has a problem."

Cheap Dad: "What's wrong with his wife?"

Uncle Master: "The Remnant of the Demon Cult."

Cheap Dad: "You did a good job."

The naiyi mom was surprised: "How could Tan'er marry the Demon Cult Reign as his wife? He is a marriage contract with Qiu Yu."

The junior uncle sighed: "But mom, Zhan Yi and his wife have even children now, so it is impossible for him to marry his sister again. The sister will not be able to share the same man with other women."

Bianyi's mother sighed and was worried when she heard this: "Then how sad your sister should be. Xuan'er, don't tell your sister about this."

She didn't want Linghu Tan to return to Tianheng Villa either.

No matter how much a disciple kisses his daughter, she would rather spread her wings than show up for her daughter.

Uncle Junior: "But my sister already knows it, and she even saw Zhan Yi."

"What?" The cheap girl was shocked, "Is your sister okay?"

"It's okay, my sister is already thinking about it." The junior uncle comforted the bianqin mother, "my sister said that Linghu Tan is dead, and Zhan Yi has no relationship with her now. The two are just strangers they know."

"Your sister..." Bianqi's mother couldn't help but feel heartbroken for her daughter, "Why is God teasing your sister and your senior brother like this?"

The daddy said: "Stop saying that Zhan Yi is Xuan'er's senior brother in the future. He is Zhan Yi, and it has nothing to do with our Tianheng Villa."

"But..." The naiqi girl was still a little embarrassed to let go of her wings.

Cheap Dad: "Zhanyi doesn't look like Linghu Tan at all, so you say he is Linghu Tan, and other people in the world don't believe it."

Cheap Mother: It's true.

Bianqin: "Why did Tan'er get hurt once? Even her appearance changed?"

Bianqi Dad: "I think it's also the method of the Demon Cult. Didn't Xuan'er say it all? Zhan Yi had been manipulating his memory by his wife using soul-catching techniques."

Bianqi's mother couldn't help but scold the Demon Sect and Chu Yuyan.
Chapter completed!