full of moonlight

Chapter 142 [78] Cell

Going straight to that place, Xuan Yi half-kneeled on the ground, his breathing trembled slightly, and his outstretched hands trembled a little.The fingertips touched the blade lightly, as if startled by the coldness, the whole person shuddered.

Although it was half-buried in the soil in this damp environment, and even the master beside him had been turned into bones for a long time, the sparkling sword patterns on the sword body were still clear and shiny, obviously not ordinary.

The perception of the outside world seemed to be weakened, Xuan Yi could only feel his heart pounding against his chest, each time arousing a blunt pain.

He recognized the sword pattern.

The unique symbol of Suzhang Sword.

Fingers touched the wet soil along the sword body, Xuan Yi pushed the soil layer away, and a complete sword appeared in front of his eyes.On the position of the sword near the hilt, there are two words engraved impressively, with silver hooks drawn on iron, it is "Su Zhang".

Xuan Qiyu's only sword.

A soreness filled his eyes, Xuan Yi slowly grasped the hilt of the sword lying in the soil, and lifted the sword up.

The eyes that became condensed because of being injected with too much sadness slowly moved from the sword to the bones beside him, Xuan Yi's face was pale, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

I don't know how long this bone has been lying here, the clothes on his body have long since decayed, leaving only remnants of cloth, so desolate, so desolate.It seemed that even the slight touch of his fingers was afraid that the other party would not be able to bear it. Xuan Yi endured the heartache, and slid his hands across the air on the outline of the bones. jade pendant.

The sadness that had been deliberately suppressed finally broke the embankment, and swept in like a tidal wave, sweeping away the reason in an instant.Xuan Yi let out a mournful roar like a wounded beast, held the black jade in his hand, and pressed it tightly to his chest.

When I was a child, how many times was he hugged on his lap and played with this jade pendant?

Xuan Yi's eyes were red, looking at the hollow eye sockets of the bones beside him, his canthus was about to split, and his heart felt like a knife was twisted.

At the last moment, what caught your eye?What are you looking forward to at the last moment?

For so many years, I have fallen asleep in the middle of the night, with the same voice and smile, but the you outside the dream have already turned into dead bones in a distant foreign land.It's all useless to me, you waited for so long in this cold place before I finally found you.

"father!"

Xuan Yi burst into tears.

Mu Shuyue had already guessed the identity of this bone based on Xuan Yi's reaction before. Xuan Qiyu's disappearance was a knot in the heart of Xuan Yi's family. They had been separated for more than ten years, and now they finally met, but it was a gap between life and death.He empathized with Xuan Yi's mourning, walked slowly to Xuan Yi's side, knelt side by side with him, hugged Xuan Yi sideways, and silently supported him.

In front of me, you don't need to hide your pain.

……

"Hmm..." Pressing his throbbing temple, Xuan Lang woke up from a coma, his mind still in a daze.

What's wrong with yourself?

Oh, I remembered.In the foggy forest of the Migu Valley, there was a sudden change. Mo Linfeng was attacked by Suanxi. He wanted to go to help, but he was accidentally entangled by those weird vines. His acupoints made him fall into a coma.

It must have been captured by the river tracing back to the Rakshasa sect.

How is Palace Master Mo? He is so powerful, so it shouldn't be easy for him to get into trouble, right?

I wonder where Big Brother and Ah Yue are now?

"Are you awake?" A gentle man's voice came from above his head, full of concern.

His gaze slowly focused, Xuan Lang blinked, and what came into view was a young man with thin cheeks, but his facial features were correct, and if his face was plump, he would not lose his handsomeness.

And looking at this eyebrow, it is a bit familiar...

Trying to adjust his breath, Xuan Lang found that his internal energy was blocked without any surprise.Realizing that he was still lying on the ground, he sat up slowly with the support of his hands, and the young man gave him a considerate support.

"Thank you." Xuan Lang said, glanced over, and found that he was in a stone prison, and besides himself and the young man, there were two other people in the prison.

One was still young, only about fifteen or sixteen, his face was a little pale, when Xuan Lang looked at him, he was pouring a bowl of water from a clay pot in the corner.

"Here you are." He came over and handed the water to Xuan Lang.

Xuan Lang thanked him, took the water, but couldn't help looking at the man who was sitting with his eyes closed against the wall not far away.