Chapter 2028 3.474 Memorial

The little fat man pinched Mata's cheek several times, "Does it hurt? Does it hurt you?"

"Oh my god! Let me pinch you and see if it hurts you!" Mata recovered from the shock and stretched out his hand to twist it back.

"Duanmu, am I dreaming?" Zhou Danjin secretly twisted his thigh and then opened his eyes wide.

This student, this student is going to... go to heaven!

Everyone finally came back to life and once again fell into the terrible news that "Miss Qiao holds the secret realm in her hand".

"Wow! There are so many delicious foods here!"

Everyone:...

This child who ruined the mood, everyone was originally intoxicated in the scenery, but after Qi Xuanxuan's shouting, all the mood was gone.

Yang Xirong turned her head and looked at Qiao Mu in a daze, "My Qiao Qiao, is what you see real?"

"It's real!" Qiao Mu nodded, took Yang Xirong's hand and touched a peach tree in front of him, "Second Master, do you feel its breath of life?"

Feel it! Yang Xirong was excited and moved, and more of a happy heart. She hugged the child in her arms and patted her back hard, "You kid, Master is still worried about you all day long, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..."

With this secret realm in hand, what else does Qiao Qiao have to fear? Even if she encounters a strong enemy, at least there is a place to hide.

Her Xiao Qiao has such a great opportunity, no wonder her cultivation has soared so rapidly.

Why go to Brinsite Island to find the ghost spirit realm!

The cave heaven fairy house of their little Qiao Qiao is a pure natural spirit realm.

"Second Master, can I take you to a place?"

"Okay, okay, okay." Yang Xirong nodded repeatedly, tears of joy welling up in her eyes.

Her Qiao Qiao was blessed with great fortune, and she was a child with great luck. If the master knew about this in his nine springs, he would surely laugh three times.

"Come with me." Qiao Mu took Yang Xirong's hand, and with a thought, he brought a group of Shenshui Sect sisters to the Taoyuan Slope where peach blossoms were everywhere.

Facing the peach blossom forest, Taoyuan Slope was surrounded by a circle of clear water, flowing gently.

The slope was covered with flowers and green grass, and the fragrance was pleasant.

An isolated grave, an ice-covered coffin.

When the disciples saw it, they couldn't help but burst into tears, and they rushed forward one after another, holding back their cries, and knelt down in front of the grave one after another.

Feng Chen glanced at the prince with some confusion.

But he saw him standing far away under a peach tree, looking at Qiao Qiao's thin back with reluctance.

Mo Lian was so distressed at this moment.

He thought of how this little girl had picked up the remains of her uncles and sisters one by one more than three years ago. It was unknown how much time she had spent to build this lonely grave with her own hands.

The little figure seemed to appear in front of him, piling up soil in front of the grave, dazed, silently shedding tears, kowtowing, and crying loudly.

His heart was sour and painful.

"Bang!" The sound of a broken wine jar made Mo Lian recover from his chaotic emotions.

He looked up and saw Yang Xirong holding a bowl of wine in her hand, and raising the cup with two hundred Shenshui Sect disciples.

The belated memorial service was being carried out in a solemn and silent manner.

Everyone raised their necks and drank it all, and heard Qiao Mu whispering, "Let's get drunk today and set sail tomorrow. Live up to the sect and create a great future! I will comfort your spirits in heaven with thousands of glories."

"I am here, and the sect is here!!"