Chapter 339 (2/2)

Emperor Qing Mo just wanted to help her wipe away her tears. She had wiped them away and pretended to be nothing.

Pick up the chopsticks and get ready to eat. Suddenly, he thought of something. He raised his eyes and looked at the emperor. His hoarse voice said, ”eat it quickly. It's not delicious when it's cold.” Then he picked up his chopsticks and ate by himself.

Emperor Qing Mo Leng for a while, look a little unnatural. Flurried picked up chopsticks also followed the East Xiao ran to eat.

On the way.

Di qingmo is still three steps away from Dongfang Xiaoran and follows him.

Di qingmo knows that Dongfang Xiaoran doesn't want others to see her fragile appearance, so she follows her closely.

Three hours to go.

Dongfang Xiaoran's steps suddenly slowed down, and soon emperor qingmo walked with her side by side.

”I have been living happily with my parents since I was a child, and my life is very natural and unrestrained.” In the silent evening, there are only two figures, Dongfang Xiaoran and di qingmo. Such a sad voice suddenly rang out, Emperor Qing Mo at this time quietly listening. I can't hear anything but a slight breath.

”I remember once when a family of three passed by and saw an old man being bullied, my father helped him and beat away the bad guys. At that time, I thought my father was a superman.”

”I remember one time when I watched other people's children playing on a swing. I didn't eat food and cried all day and night. I forced my parents to make a swing for me. They had no choice but to make a swing for me, and I watched it. I didn't forget to instruct them what they were dissatisfied with, Finally, I made a very ugly but strong swing

”I remember one time, I didn't hand in my homework to the teacher. My father was very angry, so he punished me for copying the rules of disciples in the church. If I didn't finish copying, I was not allowed to eat, but my mother secretly took some delicious steamed bread that I liked to eat most and put it in front of me.”

”And the bowl of longevity noodles. Every time we are hungry outside, we will go to the inn to eat longevity noodles together...”

“……”

Dongfang Xiaoran said, tears fell down, and finally squatted directly on the grass and cried in a low voice. The emperor bent over and patted his back gently, with or without a pat.

Emperor Qing Mo knows that she can't help it at last. It's better to cry out. It's hard to hold it in her heart for too long.

Until she finished crying, wiped away her tears and continued on the road.

Late at night, it reached Kunlun mountain. They casually find a hotel to stay down, the emperor fell asleep at the head of the bed.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines on the window, reflecting on the face of Dongfang Xiaoran, warm.

So, conditioned reflex, she slowly opened her eyes, ready to get up, just saw di qingmo asleep at the head of the bed, so she gently got up, but still disturbed him, di qingmo's cultivation is higher than Dongfang Xiaoran several grades, as long as it is in the light sleep time, what things, including people's slight movement, can also be known.

”You wake up.” Emperor Qing Mo looks at her way. Dongfang Xiaoran saw that his eyes were swollen and scarlet. He didn't sleep well yesterday. Suddenly some heartache, some moved, warm heart.

Today is parents' day. After breakfast under the hotel, he ordered Xiao Er to pack two long-lived noodles, and with them, he climbed the mountain with Dongfang Xiaoran and went to Kunlun mountain.

This road is so familiar to Dongfang Xiaoran that now it is full of weeds and flowers, and the mountains are everywhere. Some roads still can't walk, need to step on the grass to continue to walk.

The wind gently blowing, blowing into the heart of the East Xiao ran, cool, suddenly sad heart.

Maybe it's coming soon. Dongfang Xiaoran's steps are very urgent, breathing heavily. Here is full of sad atmosphere.

In the distance, it was the grave of my parents.

Dongfang Xiaoran's steps suddenly slow down, step by step heavy walk, eyes locked in there, is the tomb of Dongfang Xiaoran's parents.

The tomb of Dongfang Xiaoran's parents, which has not been here for a year, is surrounded by wild flowers, weeds and several beautiful flowers.

When di qingmo came here for the first time, he looked at the two landmarks above and wrote: Dongfang Qing, the chieftain of Jianpai clan. The other is Liu Xin, the mother of the Jian school.

Dongfang Xiaoran looks at these flowers and plants and skillfully picks them up and throws them aside. Emperor qingmo follows. They didn't speak, so they picked it all the time.

This is a pair of beautiful hands, now every nail is covered with yellow soil, she still ignore, continue to pick.

Half a moment later, clean it up. Only Dongfang Xiaoran's finger is bleeding. It's the result of digging it out.

At this moment, there are two bowls of hot longevity noodles in front of the grave, while Dongfang Xiaoran and di qingmo stand in front of their grave and worship devoutly.

”Mom and Dad, this is my lover. I've brought him to see you Dongfang Xiaoran said to them happily.

She knew that parents always wanted their daughter to be happy forever.

”Mom and Dad, I will take good care of Xiaoran. Don't worry.” Take her shoulder and tell them seriously.

”Ran'er misses you so much. If Ran'er is not strong enough, how can you be killed by others...”

Jin Kangcheng, who is preparing to go forward, is the old Buddha of Jincheng. Hearing this, the whole person was shocked.