Chapter 1815: I Don’t Believe It
"Mom, go home with Yue'er."
"Mother, go home with Qi'er."
This is the etiquette for calling the soul of the deceased.
It must be called by the person closest to you.
Everyone bowed their heads in respect for the deceased.
After slowly exiting the cave, all the plants in the cave died instantly.
Bai Qingjun stood outside the cave.
He handed a jade pendant to Mu Yunxuan in his hand.
"Put this piece of jade on the ice coffin."
"Okay!" Mu Yunxuan nodded numbly.
As long as it is beneficial to Mo'er, he will accept it.
Ye Qinghan and everyone returned to Mingyue Villa and learned about the current situation in Haoyue Kingdom. They felt sad and worried.
After all, demons are not easy to deal with either.
Mingyue Xuanli!
Mo Yuntian and Mu Xinyan saw that they were the only ones back.
Both of them knew in their hearts what happened to their daughter.
Murong Shaofeng also joined everyone at Mingyue Villa to fight against Jun Lintian who was swallowed by the demon spirit.
Seeing Ye Qinghan and the others coming back unscathed one by one.
He was very happy.
Murong Shaofeng is dressed in white, and his every move is flowing.
Wherever he is, it will become a beautiful landscape.
"Shao Feng." Ye Qinghan raised her eyes and looked at Murong Shao Feng sadly.
What should Shao Feng do?
What should Yunxuan do?
What should the three siblings, Yue'er, do?
Murong Shaofeng looked at Ye Qinghan's expression and frowned slightly. A bad premonition came over him, but he suppressed it forcefully.
"Qinghan, what's your expression? It's great to see you all come back safely! Where are Mu Yunxuan and Momo?"
Ye Qinghan looked at the excited Murong Shaofeng and really didn't know what to say.
He looked painful and serious, "Shao Feng, listen to me carefully, Momo will never come back."
Suddenly, the smile on Murong Shaofeng's face suddenly froze.
His body felt like a lightning strike, from his head to his feet.
He staggered and almost lost his balance.
He raised his eyes sharply and glared at Ye Qinghan, "Ye Qinghan, what are you talking about? Can you make such a joke casually? Your cultivation level is not as high as Momo's. You are all living well, Momo How could you not come back?"
Murong Shaofeng still held on to a glimmer of hope.
How could his Momo not come back? Ye Qinghan must be lying to him.
Momo has many mythical beasts and magical beasts, and he is at the peak of the Saint Xuan Stage. How could something happen?
Qinghan always likes to joke.
He must be lying.
"Shao Feng, Mo Mo exhausted his cultivation and finally used the power of his essence to destroy Tianwu..."
Ye Qinghan looked in pain, choked with sobs, and could not continue to speak.
Mu Xinyan could no longer bear it, and her eyes were blurred with tears.
Although I already knew the result, my heart still hurts when I hear it with my own ears.
"Yan'er, Mo'er will come back. If you can come back, Mo'er can come back too."
Mo Yuntian comforted Mu Xinyan. His heart was also very painful, but in the end, he never expected that Geng Leyu would be so cruel.
"I do not believe!"
Suddenly, Murong Shaofeng roared loudly!
"Shao Feng, would I joke about something like this?"
Ye Qinghan also wished that this was not true and that Momo had never left.
"Ye Qinghan, I don't believe it. Tell me quickly, where is Momo now? I'll go see him right away."
Murong Shaofeng held Ye Qinghan's shoulders and roared.
"Shao Feng, please calm down first."
Ye Qinghan looked at him sadly, her eyes were red, and her arms felt as if they were about to break from being pinched by Murong Shaofeng.
But Ye Qinghan didn't even frown.
This kind of pain is not as good as the pain in my heart.