Chapter 2194 5.640 Can't Forget

She felt that she would probably never forget such a woman in her whole life.

The red clothes are coquettish and the face is exquisite and magnificent, like a blooming flaming flower, so dazzling that she can hardly open her eyes.

In her ear, there seemed to be a woman's soft voice, "Would you like to follow me to Shenshui Sect?"

She nodded.

At the same time, Ye Lingmin, who had gradually lost consciousness, also nodded.

I don't know when, Yang Xirong had silently stood beside Qiao Mu, looking at Ye Lingmin who was slowly passing away with a smile on her face.

Ye Lingmin seemed to be asleep, with a smile on the corner of her lips.

No one knows that she seems to be immersed in a dream at this moment, in this dream, she will let herself go further and further...

She still remembered what a cold winter it was that year.

The master went to the clothing store to buy a set of padded jackets and trousers for her, wrapping her like a Fulu doll.

At that time, she saw that she was walking with a blue-and-white umbrella in front of her, and she turned around and waved at her with a smile, "Come here."

Ye Lingmin felt that Murong Xun at that time was extremely beautiful.

There is probably no one in this world who can compare to her.

She just wanted to work hard to be the best disciple in Master's mind.

She just...

I'm not willing to be compared by the little junior sister.

She just wanted her master to look at her one more time, and wanted her to feel proud whenever she talked about Ling Min.

Unfortunately, it was a luxury after all.

Ye Lingmin smiled and left quietly.

Qiao Mu reached out to touch her breath, bit her mouth and said angrily, "Ye Lingmin! Who killed you?"

Yang Xirong couldn't help sighing, "Let her go."

This child has no will to survive at all.

The reason why she flew out to protect Qiao Qiao today was 80% because she was determined to die.

Like this, let her go.

Qiao Mu lowered his head and subconsciously held Ye Lingmin's hand tightly, "Ye...Senior sister."

Yang Xirong raised her hand and touched Qiaomu's head, "Qiao Qiao, don't be sad. This is Ye Lingmin's own choice."

"It was because of her after all." Yang Xirong sighed and said, "Let her end it."

Qiaomu lowered his head and said nothing.

Yang Xirong couldn't help sighing, "Qiao Qiao, the deceased is gone, what we have to do now is to look to the future."

Qiaomu nodded.

She understood the reasoning, but it was one thing to understand, and it was another thing to watch Ye Lingmin die with her own eyes.

She really hated this senior in her heart.

But watching her die, she felt very sad inside.

"It's not easy for Shenshui Sect to get to where it is today," Qiao Mu said in a low voice, "I hope that from now on, we will never have disciples to make unnecessary sacrifices again."

She hoped that the Shenshui Sect would have no less than one of them from now on.

Yang Xirong raised her hand and touched her head with relief.

"If it's our Jojo, I believe you can do it."

The second uncle said so, and in the blink of an eye he glared fiercely at Prince Mo, who was trying to come forward and interrupt their conversation.

Mo Lian glanced at the second uncle aggrieved, seeing Qiao Mu looking over, she quickly flew over and hugged her and shouted, "Qiao Qiao, the second uncle glared at me just now!"

Why can't you get a face cut? The second uncle rolled his eyes at the sky angrily.

Qiao Mu was tossed like a gag by the two, but half of the sadness in his heart was washed away.

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