The Distinguished Cute Master - Chapter 442

[Chapter 442 The truth of life and soul]

“Enough!” Wan Cheng’s weather was arrogant and stared at them unkindly!

“Slandering Wanjianzong, humiliating my daughter and granddaughter, Wanjianzong does not welcome you, get out!!”

However, the suzerain of their Yunchang Sect was inexplicably defeated by a little girl at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, and was almost killed! Did they just go back in such a sullen way?

After taking a pill, Xu Xiaoyang, who was seriously injured, finally took a long breath.

“She cheated! She has a puppet on her body, there must be… a puppet to help her!”

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he stuck his head out behind Wan Cheng Tianhou and smiled grimly.

“Come and see! Sect Master Yun Changzong lost in front of everyone’s eyes, and he wants to slander a child, shameless!”

“you……!”

“Don’t hurry up!”

Wan Cheng Tianhou used his aura to shock them back, and then he experienced the bad news that his daughter’s time was short. He looked at them as if he was looking at dead people! It’s really hateful that he can’t kill the killer at this time!

The people of Yun Changzong wanted to make trouble again, but they heard the muffled laughs from the onlookers from a distance, and also knew that Xu Xiaoyang had just been humiliated in the first battle.

Before one of the old men left, he turned his head and said gloomily, “Wait! Ten Thousand Swords Sect is deceiving people too much, this matter will not be over!”

After he finished speaking, he left with Yun Changzong’s people.

The people who thought about Wan Jianzong didn’t dare to do anything to them because of their face. I didn’t expect to encounter such an accident at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. Xu Xiaoyang had the winning ticket but lost.

But after they left, the atmosphere of Wan Jianzong was not much relaxed.

Wan Teng is about to die after listening to the rain. She only has a few days, and Yuan Zhixu, the only one who knows the art of resurrection, is still in a coma, and what he has worked so hard to find is broken, what should I do now?

A few hours later, Yuan Chu went to the main hall to find the head.

“Uncle, I want to bring my mother’s body back to Han Jianfeng.”

At this time, Wan Cheng Tingfeng was discussing the Dao Ceremony with others, dealing with Yun Changzong. Hearing Yuan Chu’s words, his eyes darkened and he did not stop him.

And Wan Chengtian was so angry that he vomited blood before, and he is still healing.

“Okay.” He nodded in agreement, and then continued to discuss with the elders.

Yun Changzong deceives people too much, it doesn’t matter if they want to catch Yuan Zhixu, but they deliberately smashed what Yuan Zhixu found! Wan Teng listened to the wind and felt angry whenever he thought about it. If he hadn’t taken into account the presence of so many people just now, he really wanted to come forward in person and fight endlessly!

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, she returned to Han Jianfeng with Wan Cheng Tingyu in her arms. At this time, Han Jianfeng had been repaired and there was a new attic on the top of the mountain. Unfortunately, at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, she was not in the mood to appreciate it. On his bed, he looked at her seriously.

Ye Shenyuan showed up, and the battle just now did not consume them much. After all, the two of them fought one, it seemed difficult, but it was easy to win, but the mood at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty was very sluggish.

She stared at Wan Cheng Tingyu with very complicated eyes. In her body, there is a strand of her mother’s soul…

At the beginning of Yuan Dynasty, she raised her head to Ye Shenyuan and said, “Xiaoyuan, can I trouble you and Li Lao to wake up Yuan Zhixu as soon as possible?”

Ye Shenyuan nodded, he held her hand and squeezed it hard.

“Master, don’t be sad, we still have a chance.”

At the beginning of Yuan Dynasty, he nodded with a smile, and then Ye Shenyuan went out. There were many people in the sect, so he should go to Wuji Tianjian to wake up Yuan Zhixu!

After Ye Shenyuan left, Yuan Chu sat beside the bed. She hesitated and held Wan Cheng Tingyu’s hand decisively.

For her, Wan Cheng Tingyu was actually very unfamiliar. After all, they really didn’t have much memory between them, but when she held her hand, she suddenly had a feeling of soul touching. Her father, the current uncle and grandfather, can’t give her…

“Mother…” She thought it would be difficult for her to say this word, but after she called it out, she got used to it again. At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, she clenched her hand and suddenly wanted to laugh, she asked.

“You tell me, am I your daughter? Huh?”

Wan Cheng Tingyu definitely couldn’t answer her, her peaceful face was a little dead, and after asking at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, she leaned against her tiredly and closed her eyes.

If it wasn’t for Yuan Zhixu’s activation of the demon heart before, she was also present and was influenced by the soul of the same origin, perhaps she would never think of her past with Wan Cheng Tingyu, this is probably God’s will?

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he lay on his side beside Wan Cheng Tingyu, and soon fell into a dream.

…

“Mother, what are we doing here?”

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, she was a little afraid of the dark, but as soon as she looked up, she saw Wan Cheng Tingyu crying, and she felt distressed. Since returning to Wan Jianzong, her mother has always cried.

“Mother don’t cry…” She frowned and comforted her sullenly, “Mother, we are all back and Daddy woke up, why are you still sad?”

Although she didn’t understand why Wan Tingyu wanted to send Yuan Zhixu back, but when she asked before, Wan Tingyu was crying fiercely, so she didn’t dare to ask.

Wan Cheng Tingyu squatted in front of her, in the dark room, her eyes like autumn water stared at her for a moment.

“Chu’er…my daughter!”

As she spoke, she cried again, then hugged Yuan Chu tightly, frowning deeply!

“Chu’er… I’m sorry! Mother… I can’t go on with you anymore…”

Yuan Chu, who was only three years old, didn’t understand. She clutched her mother’s sleeve tightly and asked nervously, “Mother, where are you going?”

Wan Zhai Tingyu hugged Yuanchu’s small body and couldn’t say a word again. She closed her eyes, tears kept pouring out, and Yuanchu’s shoulders were wet.

The sword energy in her body is already tearing at her primordial spirit. She doesn’t have much time, but her daughter is still young… Although her brother will take care of her, he is already the head of the family, how can he take care of it? Her young…will she hate her when she grows up?

Thinking of this, Wan Cheng Tingyu’s eyes suddenly firmed up!

She let go of Yuanchu and looked at Yuanchu’s red cat’s eyes as if she was about to cry in the next second, her eyes were full of tenderness.

She wiped away her tears and held Yuan Chu’s small face in her hands.

“Chu’er, even if my mother told you a lot of things, you wouldn’t understand, your father doesn’t belong to me, your mother did a very wrong thing, and she made mistakes again and again, my mother is sorry for you, my mother is sorry for many people …”

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, I finally couldn’t hold back my tears, “Mother don’t leave…”

She held Wan Zhai Tingyu’s hand in both hands, and asked in a hoarse voice, “Is it not good at the beginning of the year, but I will be very good after the beginning of the first year, mother don’t go…”