Zhou Ming closed his eyes and let tears flow. His junior brother died so miserably. His body fell into a deep abyss. He couldn't find the corpse. He should have been driven by his master this time, but he had to rush to go, saying that he wanted to train himself. He was soft-hearted and asked him to go on his behalf. In fact, this time, he should have died of his junior brother this time. Why didn't he be cruel at that time and didn't let his junior brother go? He would rather die this time, so that he would not be so heartbroken, so regretful and self-blame.

Master Zhou Ming's knees softened, and he knelt in front of Master Qingfeng with a thud, hugged his legs, and cried bitterly. Master, the disciple felt uncomfortable. When he thought that he would never see his junior brother again, I felt like he was scratched by a knife in my heart. I regretted that he had asked him to drive the corpse with you on behalf of his disciple. The person who died should be me, it should be me.

Master Qingfeng was also full of melancholy. He wanted to hold back his tears, but the tears still slid down unscrupulously. He gently patted his eldest disciple Zhou Ming's head, and his voice choked: Tomorrow, this matter is not your fault, this is the fate of a person, your junior brother should have such a disaster, he cannot escape this disaster, this is his fate

Zhou Ming has treated Wu Feng like a younger brother since he was a child, and has taken care of him in every way. This junior brother is honest and sometimes he will tease him. Now that he hears the news of his death, scenes of the past flash in front of his eyes quickly. His honest smile and dark face thought of this, Zhou Ming's tears flowed even more fiercely. He has never cried like today. This is the first time he cried in front of his master so embarrassedly.

Taoist Master Qingfeng stood there, and the wind blew by, lifting up a strand of white hair on his head, fluttering in the wind, and looked much older. He kept stroking the head of the only disciple, and after a long time, he murmured: Tomorrow, let's talk about it, you little junior brother didn't embarrass our Maoshan lineage. Do you know why your little junior brother was forced to jump off the cliff by Jin Batian.

Zhou Ming stopped his sad voice, raised his head, and said in confusion: The disciple doesn't know.

That night, my junior brother and I rushed to the road with six corpses. Unexpectedly, a group of monkeys and a monkey-eating eagle came out halfway, which disturbed the corpse and caused the corpse to change. Your junior brother was scratched by Zhao Lianxin, the youngest daughter of Mr. Zhao, and was poisoned by the corpse. After our master and disciple arrived at the Yizhuang Village, we rested for a long time. My junior brother went to a nearby town to buy glutinous rice and pull out the corpse poison, leaving your junior brother alone to guard the corpse in the Yizhuang Village. You, the junior brother, were already staying in the Yizhuang Village. Jin Batian and a group of people entered the village, burning, killing, looting, and doing all kinds of evil.
Chapter completed!