470 1.470 I Don't Have a Master Anymore

Half of the ancestral hall has been destroyed long ago, leaving only a small half of the lonely ruins.

Qiao Mu flicked through the miniatures of the Zongmen disciples' life lamps with a dull expression.

Watching the last moment when Second Senior Sister Xue Xiao was fighting the enemy, her dilapidated body was pushed away...

Qiao Mu could no longer shed tears.

She rested her chin on one hand, and looked at the life lamp miniatures one by one.

When he saw the suzerain dragging a crooked old man up the snow peak and blew himself up, his whole body froze suddenly.

She knew this old man, she had met this old man once outside the courtyard gate of the South Second Garden of Qixia Valley.

After that, she also saw the old man on the field.

Isn't he the elder guest of the ghost gate? What exactly is the Sixth House of China that is rumored in the market? Could it be that the elder Ke Qing from the Ghost Sect is actually from the Sixth House?

She didn't find Murong Xun's life lamp, probably because the ancestral hall collapsed, and the life lamps of more than half of the disciples were smashed down by stones.

Qiao Mu lowered his head, and searched for a long time in the crevices of the rocks but couldn't find it, but dug until his hands and fingers were torn.

"Master." Jiujiu didn't dare to speak, and called weakly, "Don't dig. It should have fallen down to the snow peak with the avalanche."

"Murong Xun, you big liar!" said the little man with a deadpan face.

Why do you still have a master, why the master will definitely be with you in the future, why is the master never lying to you! It's all lies!

"Jiujiu, do you know?" the little face paralyzed murmured to himself in a hoarse voice, "From now on... I won't have a master."

"Hahaha, what are you afraid of without master. Without master, you still have brother and me! Little beauty, as long as you are willing to go back with brother and me, I guarantee that you will eat well and drink spicy food in the future, and your life will never be bad." The piercing laughter suddenly broke into Qiao Mu's eardrums.

She got up and took a step, kicked something like a hard iron plate with her toes, bent down to pick it up, looked it over, and put it into the inner world with a cold face.

Then, he raised his eyes to look at the group of people outside the ancestral hall.

She knew all of them, the son of the master of the Senluo Sect, Fei Qing who was ill all day long and stared at the disciples of the Shenshui Sect with bewitching eyes.

The ghostly elder of the ghost gate.

The demon mother-in-law from Hehuanmen and her group, and one of them is Qiao Mu's old friend.

When they were fighting for the Taoyuan land, Mo Lian helped to draw out one of her souls, Yao Ji from Hehuanmen.

At this time, her soul of life was still in Qiao Mu's inner world, so when Qiao Mu looked at her coldly, Yao Ji's eyes shrank slightly.

"You pervert! Three sentences won't change your old habits." Qi Meier from Hehuanmen covered her mouth and giggled, swayed her body coquettishly, and smiled coquettishly at Qiao Mu, "Junior Sister, you are the only one Ah. Tsk tsk tsk, I'm crying, look at that pear-blossoming little face, tsk tsk, the tears are still there. If the three peak masters of Shenshuizong meet, they must be very distressed."

Qiao Mu stared at the woman with cold eyes, and said coldly, "Why, Guimen Senluomen Hehuanmen, can't wait to come and throw trouble?"

Fei Qing of the Senluo Sect smiled pretentiously and said, "Where are we, the three of us also heard that something happened to the Shenshui Sect, so we came here to take a look and express our condolences. Junior sister, don't be afraid, come here , come here, come to brother, brother will protect you."