For some reason, Xiao Yue'er has been feeling depressed for some reason. She was so worried that her master, Lin Daoyan, pulled out his beard, fearing that the little baby would suffer from some serious illness.
Due to this situation, Hong Yuan would come to the Baishuang Stone House early every day after work to play with Xiao Yue'er.
White frost stone house, study room.
Hong Yuan sat on the ground and looked at Xiao Yue'er crawling around on the ground with a smile.
"Hehe~"
Xiao Yue'er's bell-like laughter echoed through the room, causing both Lin Daoyan and Lin Yiru to heave a sigh of relief.
Originally, Lin Daoyan's study was decorated with many calligraphy paintings, but in order to make Xiao Yue'er happy, Lin Daoyan ordered people to move away these calligraphy paintings and other items, and built the study into a place suitable for children.
A place to play.
"A Yuan has a way of coaxing children." Lin Yiru said softly, quite envious of Hong Yuan's approachability.
His father Lin Daoyan was so satisfied that he touched his chin and smiled like an old man.
The atmosphere was harmonious until Zhu Wushang arrived with a sad face.
Lin Daoyan caught a glimpse of his beloved disciple's appearance, and felt a thump in his heart. He glanced at Xiao Yue'er again, and some bad thoughts came to his mind.
"Master, Jiuyou——"
"Let's go out and talk."
Lin Daoyan's face was ashen as he arrived at the side room with Zhu Wushang.
Hong Yuan and Lin Yiru were left in the study, looking at each other, while Xiao Yue'er was still crawling on the floor.
At this moment, Lin Daoyan's heart was beating wildly at an unconventional speed. This special beating rhythm reminded him of his two lost disciples.
He was equally uneasy when he lost those two children.
In the side room, Zhu Wushang tremblingly took out a copy of the sect's secret letter. At this moment, his eyes were red and swollen, with tears in them.
Lin Daoyan saw his beloved disciple's movements and immediately understood what was going on. Lin Daoyan raised his head high and closed his eyes with difficulty.
Zhu Wushang's hands stagnated in mid-air, as did the sect's secret letter.
"Jiuyou, Jiuyou..." Lin Daoyan cried out twice in pain.
After a while, Lin Daoyan barely suppressed the emotions that surged in his heart and read the sect's secret report.
[Li Zixing, one of the Seven Sons of Wang Quan Sword, led Zhang Baicun and other disciples of Qinglu Taoist Temple to surround and suppress Mo Jiuyou and his wife. Mo Jiuyou and his wife could not hold out until the last moment, and they both died in the struggle, with their heads missing...]
"Li Zixing, Zhang Baicun!" Lin Daoyan gritted his teeth.
His face was suddenly furious, like a man-eating tiger, and suddenly painful, like a father who had lost his beloved son.
"Master..." Zhu Wushang wanted to come over and comfort Lin Daoyan.
"You go out first, don't let Xiao Yue'er know the news." Lin Daoyan frowned and sat slumped on the wicker chair.
After Zhu Wushang left, Lin Daoyan could no longer control the emotions in his heart and cried secretly.
His thoughts were also recalling Mo Jiuyou——
The first time we met, we became each other's master and disciple.
The young Mo Jiuyou blinked his clever eyes and bowed his head respectfully.
"Disciple Mo Jiuyou pays homage to the master..."
Become a first-level foundry master, feel proud.
"Master, am I better than Senior Brother Bai Ge? Hehe."
Act as Jiuyou's father and organize the wedding for him.
"Master, I want to marry Xiao He."
When a child is born, help him name the child.
"Master, I'm a rough guy, help me think of a name, hehe."
The more Lin Daoyan thought about it, the more he was imprisoned by memories and could not break free.
"Woo..." Lin Daoyan brushed his face with his hands, tears falling uncontrollably.
"It's all about incompetence as a teacher. It's all about incompetence as a teacher. I can't cultivate you vigorously, so you have to stay in the sect. Jiuyou is sorry, I'm sorry."
Lin Daoyan's words of regret came out of his mouth, and he had already burst into tears.
The white-haired man gave the black-haired man a gift. He has already experienced it twice, why should he go through it again?
In the hallway of the side room, Zhu Wushang lay weakly on the ground, covering his face with his robe.
"It's all my problem, it's all my problem."
"If I can successfully take over the position of the Nine Great Fengxi True Successors and become the blessed land owner of the Eagle Immortal Blessed Land, then Junior Brother Jiuyou and Junior Brother Bai Ge will not be able to leave the sect."
"My bad, my bad."
Inside his robe, Zhu Wushang burst into tears, hating his mediocre talent.
The master, senior brother, and second senior brother perfectly inherited the blessed land of Eagle Immortal. However, the third senior brother himself failed to live up to expectations. He enjoyed thousands of resources but was unable to achieve the true inheritance of the Nine Great Phoenix Streams and inherit the blessed land of Eagle Immortal.
In the end, the junior brothers were required to risk their lives to carve out a future, even to the point of dying on the battlefield.
"Woooooooo..." Zhu Wushang choked.
In the study, Hong Yuan noticed something strange in the corridor, so he came over to take a look and immediately found that his senior brother was not in a good mood.
He was just about to go over and ask his senior brother what was wrong, but he found that his senior brother had lifted up his robe, pretended to be fine, and smiled at him.
At this moment, Zhu Wushang had shed his tears, and the image he brought to Hong Yuan was full of vitality.
Hong Yuan didn't ask any more questions and waited quietly for his senior brother to speak.
"A Yuan, you are already eighteen, are you going to have a drink with me tonight..." Zhu Wushang asked.
"Yes." Hong Yuan nodded in agreement.
It can be seen that senior brother has something on his mind that he wants to tell, but he would be unhappy if he didn't.
As a junior fellow student, and with so much help from him, this little thing is nothing.
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At night, Fengxi Restaurant, Jiayi Pavilion on the third floor.
Zhu Wushang raised his hand and drank the ant-clearing wine, pot after pot, as if he was drinking away his sorrows.
Hong Yuan didn't say much and just drank with his senior brother.
Qingyi wine is a strong liquor from the North. It has a mellow taste and is heart-burning. It often has the effect of making you fall asleep for a long time after drinking it.
Of course, for warriors like Hong Yuan and Zhu Wushang, as long as they activate their true energy to run their exercises, the drunken aftertaste can be quickly dissipated.
But it was obvious that Zhu Wushang came here specifically to get drunk.
"What on earth could make you so sad, senior brother?" Hong Yuan was puzzled.
At this moment, Zhu Wushang was completely like an alcoholic, completely different from his previous calm image, which surprised Hong Yuan.
"GuluGulu~"
Zhu Wushang was still drinking. The delicious dishes were almost cold, but he still drank.
Slowly, Zhu Wushang's face started to show signs of drunkenness, and soon he became extremely drunk.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Seeing this, Hong Yuan immediately activated a few more elemental formations to isolate the source of the sound and shield others.
"Ayuan, I'm sorry Jiuyou, I'm so useless, wuwu."
Zhu Wushang cried loudly and told Hong Yuan about his incompetence.
"Master and brothers have high hopes for me, but I only have mediocre qualifications. I have not been able to become the True Successor of the Nine Great Phoenix Streams, nor can I protect the blessed land of the Eagle Immortal."
"If it weren't for my incompetence, Jiuyou and Xiao Ge wouldn't have to send sects outside."
"Jiuyou will not be killed, ah wu wu..."
When Hong Yuan heard this, he suddenly raised his head and his heart trembled.
"Dead, Senior Brother Jiuyou is dead!?" Hong Yuan was stunned for a while.
Mo Jiuyou was very kind to him, but he didn't expect that he would disappear in the war so easily. The battlefield is cruel~
"Well, Jiuyou was harmed by Li Zixing, Zhang Baicun and others." Zhu Wushang choked with sobs.
Hong Yuan was speechless.
Hong Yuan felt a little sorry for Mo Jiuyou's departure, but he couldn't say he was in much pain.
Now that he has thousands of years to live, he has long been prepared for the people around him to disperse.
"Ayuan, this is what Jiuyou asked me to entrust to you. He said at the beginning that if something happened to him, he would leave it to you. If nothing happens, forget it."
Zhu Wushang seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly fumbled for his robe. But he was drunk and it took him a while to dig it out.
"For me?" Hong Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly.
Two giant storage bags and a personal letter.
Hong Yuan took the handwritten letter first, opened it and read it.
[My brother Hong Yuan, when you see this suicide note, I must be no longer alive. You are a man of great luck. I have never doubted this. The two giant storage bags total 50 million yuan.
This is my last gift, I hope you will accept it. I want you to take care of Xiaoyue'er and don't let her be wronged...]
Hong Yuan was stunned.
Baidicheng Tuogu, but aren't the master and senior brother more secure than him?
"No, not necessarily." Hong Yuan glanced sideways at his confused senior brother Zhu Wushang.
"Senior Brother Mo Jiuyou, I will accept your last wish."
"I will take good care of Xiao Yue'er throughout her life and prevent her from being wronged."
"I will avenge you, Zhang Baicun and Li Zixing, and I will do my best to take over the positions of the Eagle Immortal Blessed Land and the Nine Great Phoenix Streams."
Hong Yuan put the giant bag containing 50 million yuan of stones into his robe and accepted the commission.
Including the previous 20 million yuan stones, this senior brother Mo Jiuyou gave him a total of 70 million yuan stones, which is simply an outrageous exaggeration!!
Therefore, Hong Yuan is willing to accept Mo Jiuyou's last wish.
The most important thing is that his incomplete version of the "Nine Blood Differentiation Technique" is about to reach its peak, and he will be able to condense the skill Gu!