It rained heavily, just like the day I killed my wife.

But he can never go back to the past, never go back to the past.

I can no longer see the smiling girl who always kept a light for him and crawled in the rain while carrying him on her back while crying.

The girl was sincere and died together with herself on that rainy night.

He killed her on the day she was most looking forward to!

Wen Mingxuan was wet all over.

Quite embarrassed.

He didn't eat anything, just returned to the village, looked at Xiaoying Ying and his wife and said, "He has spiritual roots, does he want to practice with me?"

Little Cherry blinked her eyes: "Will you become an immortal? Can you move mountains and fill seas? Can you live forever?"

Wen Mingxuan said calmly: "He has a single spiritual root. If he devotes himself to the Tao, he will definitely have such good fortune."

"What about you? Do you want to follow him to practice? Just like the immortal came to accept his disciples last year." Little Cherry asked her four-year-old son.

Mo Ling held his wife's hand, his eyes gentle and firm.

The little guy tilted his head and thought for a while.

"Master Dao, can you pick me up in ten years?"

"Although I practice well, I don't have parents. Wait until I fulfill my filial piety in front of my parents." Although the child is young, he understands everything.

"Yes." Wen Mingxuan agreed.
Chapter completed!