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The old man listened to what Feng Wuxin said, his turbid eyes suddenly became brighter, and there was a little doubt in his eyes, not understanding whether Feng Wuxin said true or false.

"Is this statement true or false?"

The old man didn't know if he should believe Feng Wuxin.

Since that heroes' meeting, the second master has disappeared without a trace and nowhere to know his life. In the end, the Bai family has declined, leaving him, an old slave, guarding this desolate yard.

I don’t know how many years have passed, but all that is left is endless desolation.

Later, he heard that the Second Master died in the Death Desert and wanted to let the Second Master fall into peace, but with his cultivation level, what qualifications are there to go to the Second Realm and what reason can he bring the Second Master back to the Bai family from the Death Desert.

Now, this girl contains the ashes of the second master.

Feeling the question in the old man's eyes, Feng Wuxin put the box containing Bai Qingzhuo's ashes in both hands on the old man's hand.

"Does, can you tell the old man who you are?"

"My younger generation Feng Wuxin."

"Junior Jiang Qingmo."

"My younger generation, Xue Yunhan."

Feng Wuxin, Jiang Qingmo and Xue Yunhan held their names, and when the old man heard the names of the three, he was stunned again.

After a long time, the old man slowly let out a breath, hugged the box in his arms tightly, smiling so desolately and so relieved.

"Thank you, the three masters, for bringing the second master's ashes back to the Bai family."

The old man saluted to the three of them. Just as he bent down, Feng Wuxin hurriedly stepped forward and stopped the old man.

"Senior, you must not do anything. You are the elders, we are the younger generations. Besides, I will leave the Desert of Death because of Mr. Qing Zhuo, I will not do this!"

The old man is at least a hundred years old, so how can he salute them?

Feng Wuxin understood that the old man wanted to thank them for bringing Bai Qingzhuo's ashes back, but this was what she should have done.

In the Desert of Death, if Bai Qingzhuo and others were not willing to save themselves in ashes, she would have been swallowed up by the Mirage King long ago.

"Three masters, this gift is something you and three should bear. If it weren't for you, the second master's corpse would still be in that desert."

As he said that, regardless of Feng Wuxin's obstruction, the old man saluted Feng Wuxin and the other two, making the three extremely uncomfortable.

Holding the box with Bai Qingzhuo's ashes, the old man stretched out his old hand and gently stroked the pattern on the box.

"Second Master, you finally go home. I have been here for a long time. If you don't come back, I don't know if I have life to wait."

Smiling, the old man saluted Feng Wuxin and the other two, and disappeared from the three of them with Bai Qingzhuo's ashes in their arms.

"Will the old man... be unable to think it through?"

Jiang Qingmo looked at the old man's back disappearing from sight with some concern. He realized the meaning of farewell between the old man's lines.

The Bai family has become a deserted house, and the Bai family has long disappeared into the long river of history. Only this house has witnessed the glory of the Bai family.

"After all, it's someone else's business. I believe the old man has his own fixed number."

They are not Gods and cannot control the fate of others. Even their own affairs are in a mess, let alone other people's affairs.

"Let's go!"

He also had to give the ashes of the seven people to their families separately. Although the ending was expected, when Feng Wuxin handed the ashes of the seven people to their families one by one, the scene was inevitably sad.

In the middle of the night, Feng Wuxin and the other two returned to Qingfeng Mountain. From a distance, they saw 6 yuan sitting at the door of Qingfeng Pavilion. The 6 yuan was holding a wine pot and drinking it. When they saw Feng Wuxin, they put down the wine pot in their hand.

"6 yuan mentor."

The three of them stood in front of 6 yuan. Since the heroes' meeting, their impression of 6 yuan has completely changed.

Although he was still as sloppy as before, the moment when Jinyi learned from the mouth of Kitayu Zongyi that 6 Yuan broke into the barrier to save them desperately, the three of them absolutely treated 6 Yuan as a mentor to respect him.

"Squeak!"

At this time, the big demon Tian Xiao Aoxue climbed up to her shoulders along the corner of Feng Wuxin's clothes, and her little head rubbed against Feng Wuxin's cheek, which was so coquettish.

"Tomorrow, I will prepare some good wine and food, and that guy Bei Yuqing is coming."

"Bei Yuqing? Who is Bei Yuqing??"

This name is a bit familiar, and the more I read it, the more I felt that I had heard it, but the familiar feeling was around my mouth, but the three of them couldn't tell who this person was.

Yes, no one mentioned that the name of the First Realm Lord is Bei Yuqing, but only knows that he is called the North Realm Lord, and he is the strong man in the First Realm.

"Didn't Beiyu Zongyi tell you?"

At 6 yuan, I thought Beiyu Zongyi and the three of them had talked about Beiyu Qing.

"The Yuan-communist world leader Bei Yuqing."

After saying this, the three of them suddenly realized.

No wonder, no wonder they always feel that the name seems familiar, and then they remembered that Bei Yuqing was the master of the world and the master of the Metamorphosis. But now they forgot who the familiar name is.

"Does our Qingfeng Mountain come to you tomorrow?"

If you dare to call Bei Yuqing that guy, there is no one else in this Yuan-community except 6 yuan.

"Well, you guys prepare some good wine and good dishes. Bei Yuqing is not good at drinking."

The implication is that after preparing a lot of wine, they can naturally achieve what they want to do after getting Bei Yuqing drunk.

"It's clear!"

The three of them understood it and just waited for Beiyu Qing to arrive in Qingfeng Mountain the next day.

The next day, Qingfeng Mountain Qingfeng Pavilion.

The three of them got up early one morning. Xue Yunhan went to the mountain stream to chop firewood, Jiang Qingmo went down the mountain to buy the freshest ingredients, and Feng Wuxin was busy in the kitchen.

The three of them have a clear division of labor and are just waiting for the arrival of the distinguished guests.

Xiao Aoxue squatted on Feng Wuxin's shoulder and screamed, watching the saliva brush that had just been out of the pot suddenly flowed down.

"Want to eat?"

"Squeak!"

Ao Xue nodded repeatedly, and the pair of rabbit ears were also twitching up and down, not to mention how cute they were.

Such a cute and funny little guy is actually the Lord of the strange beast, Damotian. Such a huge and ferocious strange beast, how can he not look like it?

Feng Wuxin sent a piece of ribs to Aoxue. When the little guy saw that the food was even more chewed than when he saw his biological father, although he didn't know who his biological father was.

The little claws held the ribs and chewed them cleanly with lightning speed, leaving only a piece of bone without a little meat residue.

"Squeak~"

A pair of dark eyes looked at Feng Wuxin pitifully, and his expression seemed to have not eaten for several days or nights, just like Feng Wuxin wanted to eat.

"Little Greedy Cat, these are yours, and the rest are not allowed to move, do you know?"

Feng Wuxin had already prepared Aoxue's small stove. The little guy danced happily and started gnawing on the bones in his arms. At this time, a sound of footsteps gradually approached, and the little guy's ears stood up. The moment before Jiang Qingmo stepped into the kitchen with the ingredients he bought from the foot of the mountain, Aoxue held the plate high as fast as possible and hid in the corner, fearing

Jiang Qingmo would shamelessly compete with it for pork ribs.

In fact, Jiang Qingmo can really do such a thing, and he doesn't know once or twice.

"My God, it smells so good!" Jiang Qingmo stretched out his hand and grabbed the ribs in the plate. But before his hands could touch the ribs, a kitchen knife fell steadily at Jiang Qingmo's hand, only a slight inch away from the distance, and he hid the sinful claws

Got down.

“Leave my kitchen.”

Feng Wuxin smiled, and the smile was so creepy that Jiang Qingmo, who felt the real murderous aura, quickly admitted his mistake, then left the kitchen in a humble manner and closed the door.

It’s not that he was cowardly, but he was attracted by food just now and forgot about the ban set by Feng Wuxin. Taboo.

Except for Feng Wuxin, the entire Qingfeng Mountain, the rest of the people should not step into the kitchen, and those who violate the violation will not be merciless.

Even the 6 yuan with a deep cultivation level dared not appear in the kitchen. Once, I didn’t take this rule seriously and went to the kitchen to find food. Of course, the result is imagined. Jiang Qingmo is still vivid in his mind.

One kitchen knife after another flew out like a lack of money. If it weren't for the high cultivation level of 6 yuan, I would have been stabbed by Feng Wuxin's kitchen knife to become a hornet's nest.

Feng Wuxin was busy in the kitchen, and the five men in the Qingfeng Pavilion courtyard looked at you and saw you, the atmosphere was extremely awkward for a moment.

In addition to the three natives of Jiang Qingmo and Xue Yunhan, when Xue Yunhan returned, they met Yuanyang's world leader Bei Yuqing and Bei Yu Zongyi came to Qingfeng Mountain. Bei Yuqing greeted Xue Yunhan with concern as an elder, and praised Xue Yunhan's various performances in the trial place that day. However, it was obvious that Bei Yuqing did not know Xue Yunhan's personality. After a lot of words, he only received the word "光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光光

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But under Beiyu Zongyi's explanation, Beiyuqing then realized what kind of virtue Xue Yunhan's personality was. It was already a moving thing to be able to restore his word "hmm".

In the courtyard of Qingfeng Pavilion, Jiang Qingmo held his shoulder and looked at Xue Yunhan, 6th Yun, Bei Yuqing and Bei Yu Zongyi. It is not a solution to continue like this. We need to find something to ease the atmosphere.

"Ahem, do you want to play Landlord?" Now only this method can make the awkward and dead atmosphere liven up. Jiang Qingmo poked Xue Yunhan with his elbow. Xue Yunhan nodded. There was no objection to 6 yuan. Anyway, the three of them were watching this time and playing with that.

The things about Landlord also understand the rules.

"Di Dizhu, what is a Doudi Dizhu?"

As the Lord of Yuanwang Realm, Bei Yuqing naturally had never been exposed to such things. Jiang Qingmo took out two chess and cards he made from the room.

When five people play Landlords, they naturally need two cards. " Landlords is a national entertainment activity that can both activate the body and mind, stretch each other's feelings and interact with each other."
Chapter completed!