Chapter 241

Seeing this picture, Hong Yu's heart is a little comforting. If it goes on like this, the soul of the little spirit must be transformed from a senior gold medal killer.

"Brother, you're back!" Seeing Hong Yu, the three girls rushed over, but Hong Yu's eyes were empty and his expression was dull. The three of them were shocked. Xiao Lingling asked timidly, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine," he shook his head and reluctantly squeezed out a smile. Hong Yu said, "Spirit, you came from the nine-story god and demon tower. Now, do you want to forget the past and integrate your wholeheartedly into our world, do you know? I think it won't be long before you will be a happy little princess, hehe."

Hong smiled softly, but everyone could see that his eyes were still very empty. He was pretending to smile.

Next, Hong Yu chatted with Xiao Lingling and others, and then went to visit his mother alone, leaving them with a lonely back.

"Brother, what's the matter? Something's wrong. Something must have happened." The heads of the three maids came together and chattered, but there was no result.

In Hong Yu's house, Hong Yu is sitting on Sulan's bed.

Looking at the haggard Hong Yu, a shallow smile appeared on Sulan's face: "Yuer, what's wrong with you? Tell me what's going on?"

"Mother, Qianlan... is dead." Hong Yu lowered his head lightly, his eyes were lax, and said plainly.

Hearing this, Su Lan's delicate body was stunned and came back to her senses for a long time, but did not ask Qianlan's death. She just said softly, "Yuer, although Qianlan is a strange woman, she is innocent and heartbreaking. Moreover, I can see that she likes you."

"Once in a magical power of the God of Light, she... had a couple relationship with me for eight generations..." Hong Yu said lightly.

"What?" Sulan opened her mouth and sighed for a long time. If they just liked each other, it would be easier to do, but they actually had eight generations of husband and wife. Qianlan died now, and Hong Yu's knot was afraid it would be difficult to untie from now on.

"Mother, I went back to the teacher's door. The auction will be handled by Xiao's auction hall. Mother, don't worry, I'll be fine." Hong Yu only felt indescribably tired and said listlessly.

After saying that, Hong Yu got up and went out of the room and slowly returned to the teacher's door.

Looking at Hong Yu's lonely back, Su Lan sighed heavily, "This child, this blow is too deadly. I don't know when he will recover..."

The lover with the love of eight generations of husband and wife has disappeared. Even if your heart is a stone, you can't be indifferent.

Back to the master, Hong Yu asked the big fat master Ruhai to close the door to practice the ancestral secret and slaughter the demon hand. The death of Qianlan has been passed down for a long time. In the Tianyunfeng hall, Ruhai looked at his proudest disciple and nodded, "Xiaoyu, I know, you won't disappoint you as a teacher, right?"

"Hmm." Hong Yu nodded.

Immediately, Hong Yu pulled Arnold and four other brothers together, cut through his inner world with divine thoughts, and took the five people in together.

Originally, he wanted to bring the three of them in to practice, because the aura in his inner world was much stronger than that of the outside world, but as soon as the little spirit came out of the Heavenly Palace, he didn't want her to know the bad news of Qianlan's death so soon. He wanted her to grow up happily.

In Hong Yu's inner world, Hong Yu did not eat or drink and practiced like crazy. Around him, the golden airflow surrounded him. During his vomit, he was constantly sucked into his body and rushed into the small tree of life in his Dantian.

Looking at his lifeless cultivation, Arnold and the four mice that came out not far away all shook their heads and sighed. The dead mouse squeaked, "The rat said, Hong Yu, this bastard boy is really finished. The greatest sadness in life is death. God, earth, come and save this bastard."

"In fact, you don't have to worry," Arnold beside him shook his head and said lightly, "There are too many big enemies to face in the future. Perhaps Qianlan's departure is the best training arranged by God."

"Well, Arnold is right." Looking at the golden airflow not far away, the other three also nodded.

The desperate peak, a wooden bell in a red skirt, stood quietly on the rock where she had always been her practice site, with beautiful eyes, looking at the sky and clouds from afar.

She has been in this posture for a whole hour.

"This shameless apprentice was finally hit this time... Hey, what a proud and strange woman she fell like this..."

Duan Mujing muttered to herself. After being stunned for a moment, she said to herself, "It's a pity that I'm at the peak of ruthlessness. Otherwise, this is a good opportunity..."

She suddenly came to her senses, and her little face suddenly looked shy: "Bah, what are you thinking? I don't know what you're thinking!"

"Sister Duanmu, what did you mutter here early in the morning?"

A beautiful voice came from behind. Duan Mujing's delicate little face became more and more shy, so she had to turn around and said, "Sister Shishui, are you here?"

The passing water in a white skirt came forward. Seeing the rosy touch on Duan Mujing's face, he was immediately happy and giggled: "It's not that I'm thinking about Xiaoyu's younger brother. Yes, it's an opportunity in front of me."

"Go to hell," Duan Mujing, who was said to be thoughtful, trembled, but she refused to admit it. She curled her little mouth and said disdainfully, "I miss him. I don't want to dream anymore. I'll send him to the 18th floor of hell."

Listening to her hard-mouthed, Shishui secretly laughed at herself, but she didn't say anything more.

Lifting up her delicate jade hand and twirling a few green threads in her ear, Duan Mujing vaguely glanced at Tianyunfeng in the distance with the corners of her eyes, and then asked Shishui, "Sister Shishui, what's the matter with you?"

Every time Sister Shishui comes here to find herself, she must have something to do with her and has experience.

Unexpectedly, Shishui shook his head and smiled, "It's not that the master has something to do, but your grandfather came to our teacher to see you."

"Well, my grandfather..."

Duan Mujing touched her smooth forehead with her hand and couldn't recover for a moment. This was so unexpected that Grandpa would come to visit him!?

............

Xiao's auction hall, the milk crystal auction hall, the first little mouse made of milk crystals was finally auctioned to 3.6 million gold coins. At that time, Duanmu, the ancestor of the Duanmu family, was desolate and only posted the purchase price of 3.5 million gold coins, and there was no price later, so in the end, the winner of the little mouse was naturally not him. It is the income of Lingnan Wanjianzong.

On that day, in the battle for the magic fingers of 100,000 mountains in the south, Gongsun Meiniang, the head of the Wanjian Sect in Lingnan, also led the leaders to participate, and the casualties of the door were naturally inevitable.

Duanmu Yihuang doesn't care much about the little mouse made of milk crystals that he failed to obtain, although he currently needs a large number of milk crystals to connect the road of long life that was cut off in those years. Otherwise, he can live another ten years at most.

However, he knows that he is not an ordinary person, an extraordinary person, and always has extraordinary means!

On the same day, when Sun Meiniang, the patriarch of Wanjian, posted the purchase price of 3.6 million gold coins, Duanmu smiled indifferently, and then asked the entourage's family to go to get pens and paper again, ready to raise the purchase price to four million gold coins.

Looking at the back of the general who went to get the pen and paper, Duanmu Yihuang was suddenly stunned, because he realized a problem, a little mouse, which was far from connecting the road of life!

After frying and meditating for a moment, Duanmu smiled faintly, turned around and walked out of Xiao's auction hall and went straight to the Juetian Gate.