There was a faint sound of wind, with a hint of chill.

Chu Yue drooped her head, lowered her eyelashes feebly, pursed her thin red lips tightly, and stretched the hand holding the object as hard as she could until her knuckles were faintly pale.

What my aunt said is right.

She kept herself busy all the time, but she was afraid to stop because the figure of Yun Xiang was in her mind.

Before she rose to prominence, it was her master Yun Hui who gave her unhesitating preference, even going so far as to call out Ban Shenxuan and others for her.

At that time, the one I heard the most was Shenxuan War Book.

My grandfather and father were both modest and reserved people.

Master is different.

Whenever she achieves a breakthrough and is promoted, her master always smiles the most and is also the most sullen.

Even before that, Chu Yue had thought about how proud the master would be if he knew that she once had the golden eyes of a god, was born in the upper world, and later returned to the upper world.

pity.

That day doesn't exist anymore.

Not anymore.

The best master is missing in the world.

The kitchen is less busy.

The study also lacks those people who stay up until their eyelids are black writing letters.

Mu Fengming opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

Chu Yue slowly raised her eyes.

What comes into view is the warm and scorching sun.

"Auntie."

she asked in a low voice.

"Um?"

"Look, what a beautiful sun."

Mu Fengming looked at Chu Yue's much slimmer figure with distress, and remained silent without speaking again.

"Master, he has never been able to see him in his life."

A few tears hung on Chu Yue's eyelashes as thick as crow feathers, and the pain in her heart swallowed her up like the deep sea under the moon.

Yunhuan's lifespan is not very long, and the sunlight he bathes in comes from the soul lantern at the top of the martial arts.

In the new graves of this battlefield in the sky, there are many deceased warrior heroes who, like Yunxiang, yearned for the sun throughout their lives, but never saw the real sun.

And when they die, the sun will rise.

Chu Yue stood at the end of the sky battlefield and looked forward.

There are countless new graves, connected to form a shocking sea of ​​graves.

She tried her best to open her eyes wide, and used all the strength in her body to hold back her tears.

Yun Hui died in the sky battlefield. In the final analysis, it was her incompetence as a disciple.

Suddenly.

A gust of wind lifted up a glittering life-and-death battle book, which happened to float right in front of Chu Yue.

Chu Yue frowned slightly, and there was a trace of ripples in her eyes.

She slowly raised her hand, and whether intentionally or not, the life and death battle book just happened to fall into her palm.

In an instant, tears burst out of her eyes, and they surged to a steady stream, flowing out from her red eyes, venting the grief that had been suppressed for more than half a month.

"Master." Chu Yue gently held the life and death battle book and choked with sobs: "I will have a good rest, don't worry."

Mrs. Tai, Mu Qinghuang and others were not far away. When they saw Chu Yue talking to herself about the life and death battle, their hearts seemed to be in twitching pain.

"Grandma." Chu Yue looked at Mrs. Tai.

"Grandma is here."

"I'm hungry."

Chu Yue sniffed.

"Okay, it's good to be hungry, it's good to be hungry." Mrs. Tai turned around and left, leaning on a cane, "Xiaoyue, wait, grandma will go and prepare something delicious for you."

After walking a few steps, he paused, raised his cane high, and hit Emperor Ye Tian on the back of the head without hesitation and without mercy, "What are you doing here? Didn't you hear that Xiaoyue is hungry? Are you still?"

Come and strike soon."

"Hiss—" Emperor Ye Tian took a breath of air, raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head, and followed his mother complainingly.

Chu Yue quietly glanced at her father's robotic arm. It was cut off in half that day, and it's still not healed.

If the mechanical master Fifth Changhong was here, he might be able to repair this mechanical arm.

Where is the Fifth Changhong...

Chu Yue took a deep breath, put away the thoughts in her mind, and then completed the affairs of the sky battlefield.

Seeing that she was still busy with work, Mu Fengming frowned: "Xiaoyue, it's time to rest."

"It doesn't matter, the meal won't be gone for a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw light flashing, tearing the sky apart, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of Chu Yue.

Ye Mohan was dressed in a red robe, staring at the woman close at hand with his gleaming purple eyes, completely blocking her path.

"Mother Han, Father Chu, she is disobedient, doesn't sleep well, and doesn't eat well. Do you care about it?" Chen Tianzhu's eyes shone brightly. When he complained, he kept talking, which seemed to be resentful, but in fact it was all about him.

A caring father.

Qin Tieniu nodded like a fool, "Sword Emperor, come on, show off the majesty that belongs to us men. You are the head of the family."

Chu Yue's mood was as messy as the wind, her mouth twitched wildly, and she tried her best to restrain the urge to beat these two people violently.

"It's all my fault, I wasn't by your side."

Ye Mohan held her cold hand and took away the things she was working on.

Qin Tieniu and Chen Tianzhu both opened their eyes in shock and looked at Ye Mohan with great disappointment.

How can there be any masculinity in this?

Not even as good as a white-faced boy!

"How can I blame you?"

Chu Yue grinned: "How could I let it go?"

Qin Tieniu had goosebumps all over his body, and his sore teeth ached.

He thought that Chen Tianzhu, like himself, was a man who was not loved by anyone, a lone warrior who was as lonely as a dog.

Unexpectedly, Chen Tianzhu was holding the Chuxue knife and his loving eyes made Qin Tieniu shiver several times.

"Leave the rest to me and you have a good sleep."

Ye Mohan warmed her hand and patted the back of her hand. The gentleness between her brows was like the moonlight in early spring.

Chu Yue shook her head.

She thought that she would settle all the matters on the Imperial Continent in a short period of time before setting off to the middle realm of the wilderness.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, her body was hanging in the air like weightlessness.

Ye Mohan carried her on his shoulders, moved his slender legs, and walked straight out of the sky battlefield with the hem of his blood-red robe flying.

Seeing this scene, Qin Tieniu was even more excited than seeing his biological father. He even waved his fists and said excitedly: "This is a man. Men, you have to stand up!"

"Look at your worthless look." Tu Weiwei clasped her hands in her fists, sneered disdainfully, raised her eyebrows and asked: "Get up? Are you ready?"

Chen Tianzhu's spirit was shaken, his delicate body trembled slightly, and he thought: What kind of tiger and wolf words are this?

As expected, they are all close friends of his father Chu.

As expected, they are all as majestic as wolves and tigers.

Qin Tieniu, on the other hand, couldn't bear to look back on the past. He was so heartbroken that he cried, made trouble and hanged himself, looking like he was seeking death.

Tu Weiwei probably felt that she had said too much, so she couldn't bear to walk over and comforted: "I didn't mean that either."

Qin Tieniu felt wronged by Bala.

Tu Weiwei sighed, patted her chest, opened her right arm, "Can you lean on me, head office?"

"I don't want it."

"No? Forget it."

Just as Tu Weiwei was about to stop, she saw Qin Tieniu's daughter-in-law approaching her.

On the other side of the sea of ​​​​cemeteries in the sky battlefield, Leng Qingshuang saw the humorous banter between Qin Tieniu and Tu Weiwei, and the corner of her mouth slightly raised a smile.


Chapter completed!