Chapter 3981 4.1581 Murong Xun, a Big Liar

"So...even seeing her for the last time! You have to deprive me!"

Tears streamed down his eyes, smashed down, and rolled down.

Qiao Mu choked his voice and questioned word by word, "Why?"

"Why don't you even let me see the last time?"

"Why?"

"I can't live to see anyone."

"You can't see a corpse even if you die?"

"Why...you can treat me like this?"

"Qiao Qiao." Mo Lian saw her small face wrinkled into a ball, with a painful expression on her face, she couldn't help hugging her distressedly, and looked at the two brothers of the Yun family with accusing eyes.

"Open the coffin!"

Yun Fong closed her eyes tiredly, "A Xun has already been buried in the ground."

"Open the coffin! You don't open me!" Mo Lian swept her sleeves and swept away the workers who filled the soil.

A palm wind swept over and directly pushed the piles of soil out of the tomb.

Yun Fong sighed, as if he had no words, "Even if I see it, what can I do?"

Master Wuyan also sighed and said softly, "Child."

Qi Xuanxuan and the little fat man, as well as Your Excellency He Wen who was with him, Ni Hanzhi and his party, ran over and saw a shocking scene in front of them.

I saw a large lacquered wood coffin that was sucked out of the grave and fell heavily on the ground.

The lid of the coffin flew up with a swoosh, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Qiao Mu leaped forward, looking at a crystal coffin inside, slowly floating in the air, gently waving under Mo Lian's hand, and slowly falling in front of her.

Across the crystal coffin, this is the four years that Qiao Mu has seen Murong Xun again.

Dressed in a purple shirt, with gentle brows and a glamorous face, there is a faint and peaceful smile on her face.

As if he was asleep, he closed his eyes gently, and the light disappeared, and the rest seemed to be only the faint traces left by those years...

Murong Xun...

Murong Xun...

Qiao Mu climbed a few steps forward and lay on her crystal coffin. With her little hand across the cold white crystal, she gently stroked and whispered, "Murong Xun, a big liar."

She gently pushed open the crystal coffin lid and reached out to touch her cold, biting cheek.

Big tears fell on Murong Xun's forehead.

"Murong Xun." Qiao Mu murmured softly, "We have settled down in Yunxiading."

"Second Master Uncle is also here, everyone is here."

"We will build the Shenshui Sect again, and we will definitely not live up to the hope of the old Sect Master."

"In my lifetime, Shenshui Sect will be fine."

"The disciple is here, the Shenshui Sect will last forever and carry forward it."

"Master..." Qiao Mu whispered softly, "Aren't you sorry?"

"You can't watch the revival of Shenshui Sect with your own eyes. Don't you feel that you have any regrets in your life? Master, master..." The little girl shouted in a trembling voice, "Master, master, master."

"Jojo is here."

"Master...Master. Can you open your eyes and take a look at Qiaoqiao?"

"Master, Master...Master." Qiao Mu's arms tightened, hugging Murong Xun tightly.

Qi Xuanxuan couldn't help raising her sleeves and wiped her tears. It was the first time she saw Qiao Qiao cry like a tearful man.

She always thought that Mrs. Qiao Qiao was an iron-clad villain.

However, in fact, this little guy has a fragile existence in his heart...

Mo Lian squatted down beside her, stroked the little girl's head gently, and said softly, "Qiao Qiao, the master has left, let's... let her go to the ground."