Chapter 2177: Dust (can be modified) _3 Chapter 2177: Dust (can be modified) _3 After he married Meng fanglan, he was eroded by the evil spirit, and it was as if most of his essence had been sucked out. He would stay here for the rest of his life, facing such a brutal female ghost day and night.
However, he had no regrets for the old Daoist and song qingxiao.
He didn't want song qingxiao to worry, so he grinned and showed an honest smile.
“I can't take care of you anymore. You can only rely on yourself in the future.”
According to the old Daoist, the biggest tribulation in her life had been overcome. Her future would be smooth sailing and her achievements would be limitless.
Even though song Changqing was in hell, he felt happy for his little junior sister when he thought about her future.
“..”
An unfamiliar emotion struck song qingxiao's heart, causing her eyes to tear up.
“No, you're obviously not …”
“Be obedient and listen to your senior brother.”
Before she could finish, song Changqing interrupted her and shook his head, ”
“As long as you and master are fine, it's fine.”
It had become an obsession for Meng fanglan to find Shen zening.
East Qin wuwo's heart was not sincere and he resisted this malicious ghost. Even if he wanted to disguise it, how could a person's feelings be faked?
Only song Changqing, who respected the old Taoist and regarded song Qing as his own sister, could suppress his fear and anxiety and turn it into courage.
As song Changqing said this, he looked at the heartbroken old Taoist and slowly kowtowed a few more times.
“I, song Changqing, am here to bid farewell to my master.”
Every time he kowtowed, he said, ”
“Disciple has received the great kindness of teacher and has been raised by you since I was young, but I have not been able to repay you. Now, I have to leave you. I hope you are not angry with me.”
The old Daoist's heart was already in pain, and when he heard this, his heart ached even more. His eyes instantly turned red, and turbid tears swirled in his eyes, but they refused to fall.
He had always been strict and introverted, rarely revealing such emotions in front of his two disciples.
With tears in her eyes, she was already extremely sad.
don't talk about this. It's not a great favor for master to raise you. You've given me joy and allowed me to enjoy the happiness of a family. Speaking of which, no one owes anyone. On the contrary, I'm the one who has let you down.
“Master, don't be sad. You must take care of your body.”
Song Changqing's eyes were red and he kowtowed a few more times. When he looked up, he was at a loss. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he only sighed.
Boom boom boom.
The ground trembled.
In the underground tomb, the crack that appeared when Meng fanglan's original body first appeared reappeared. It spread from Meng fanglan's figure to the feet of song Changqing.
The crack grew wider and wider, as if it had turned into an endless abyss that led straight to hell.
This was a signal to urge him to leave. It proved that the female ghost could not wait any longer.
Even if there were thousands of things he wanted to say, at this point, song Changqing had no way to continue.
He kowtowed again, ”
“I'll do my best to comfort her and stop her from bringing disaster to the world.”
The old Daoist's eyes were red, but when he heard this, his face revealed a proud and gratified expression.
“That's right. We cultivators should put chivalry first. Master didn't teach you for nothing. Changqing, you're really good!”
As he spoke, his voice trembled.
don't worry. Although master is old, he's not a weak old man. Your junior sister has cultivated a sacred art. She will have great achievements in the future.
He choked on his words for a moment before he took a deep breath and said, ”
“If you can appease her and stop her from causing disasters to the common people and the tragic incident of Shen villa's massacre, I will thank you on behalf of many innocent people.”
BOOM! BOOM!
A roar came from the ground, and it was obvious that Meng fanglan had been waiting anxiously.
Song Changqing nodded and looked at song Qing again. Finally, he revealed a familiar smile. Then, he turned his head and walked down the crack with determination.
The lower half of his body was quickly swallowed up by the darkness. In the shadows, only his back could be seen gradually disappearing.
Song qingxiao's heart was filled with unspeakable grief. Thinking of his previous smile and the fact that he would be accompanied by this evil ghost for the rest of his life, he forced himself to stand up with his sword.
“What are you doing!”
The old Daoist's hand pressed hard on her wrist to stop her from getting up.
Perhaps it was because she was injured or for some other reason, the old Daoist's hand was so strong that song qingxiao could not resist him.
“Master …”
She called out, and the old Daoist said sternly, ”
“You're already heavily injured, you can't fight anymore.”
After he finished speaking, he softened his tone.
“Master is old.” When he said this, it was as if his back had bent instantly, and he looked like he had aged more than ten years.
“I've already lost your senior brother, I can't lose you as well. Qing Xiao …”
Chapter end
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