Still alive and well.

"What a pity..."

The ink painting is a bit regretful.

Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years.

Mo Hua was about to consider whether to kill Hua Ruyu, but suddenly he realized that something was wrong.

"Water Yama..."

He looked at the list again, especially the three words "Shui Yama" on the list, and couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Why is Shui Yanluo's name... still on the list?!"

"Isn't he dead?"

"What's going on?"

"Shui Yama...he's not dead?"

Mo Hua's pupils trembled, and then he shook his head.

No, impossible!

He was very sure that Shui Yanluo was dead.

His soul was shattered by his own Jing Shen Sword, and his pupil skills backfired. He was stabbed in the heart by Senior Brother Feng's long sword, and stabbed in his forehead by Senior Sister Qianqian's spiritual needle.

Xiao Tianquan even replenished his sword.

Not only was his body dead, but his soul was also completely extinct. I would never be wrong about this...

"But why?"

"Why is Shui Yama's name on the list not destroyed or even dimmed?"

Mo Hua frowned and his thoughts changed rapidly.

Could it be that... the "Shui Yama" who died was actually not Shui Yama, at least not the one who signed the "soul contract" at the altar?

Is there someone else who is the real Water Yama?

Then who could this person be?

Mo Hua had a headache for a while.

Suspected people appeared in his mind one after another, but he thought about it and couldn't make up his mind.

He thought about this question all night, but he could only guess and couldn't think of an answer.

At dawn the next day, the spirit boat docked at the ferry.

Mo Hua stayed up all night and looked a little tired, but he had no choice but to sigh and go back to the sect first.

After saying hello to Supervisor Xia, Mo Hua followed Gu Changhuai and others, left the spirit boat and stepped onto the ferry.

Xiao Tianquan also followed.

Moreover, I don't know if Supervisor Xia said something to him yesterday, but he looked more contented, and he was more attentive to Xia Diansi, and he was considerate and considerate.

Xia Diansi looked indifferent.

Gu Changhuai saw all this with his eyes also cold.

Just like that, several people came ashore.

But as soon as he arrived on the shore, Mo Hua saw an acquaintance.

Ye Hong.

The elder of the Ye family, a third-rank family in Yanshui City, was also the father of Ye Xiu, who died on the Yanshui River, and Ye Jin, who died in the Baihua Valley.

He seemed to have been waiting here at the ferry for a long time and looked a little haggard.

When he saw Mo Hua, without saying a word, he came up to him excitedly and asked in a trembling voice: "Young Master, I... Jin'er's hatred..."

There was expectation in his eyes, but at the same time there was a hint of fear.

He couldn't take revenge himself, so he could only place his hope on Mo Hua.

But at the same time, he also knew that this was his own incompetence, so he felt guilty.

Mo Hua's expression was a little complicated. He didn't know what to say. In the end, he just nodded: "The Rouge Boat has been destroyed. Damn it, everyone is dead."

Ye Hong's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he immediately knelt down in front of Mo Hua.

Mo Hua quickly grabbed him.

When Gu Changhuai and Xia Diansi saw this, they looked a little emotional.

Ye Hong expressed his gratitude to Mo Hua and others, "Thank you so much for all my benefactors. Although Ye is just a foundation builder with little words and little power, from now on, as long as you are in need, Ye will go through fire and water without hesitation..."

"Elder Ye, you are serious," Mo Hua said.

Ye Hong wanted to entertain everyone at a nearby restaurant, but Mo Hua declined politely.

Uncle Gu and the others have official duties, and he himself has to return to Taixumen as soon as possible.

Ye Hong also knew the appropriateness, no longer forced it, and then thanked him profusely.

After that, everyone left. Mo Hua walked a few steps and turned around to see Ye Hong still standing there blankly. He couldn't help but ask:

"Elder Ye, aren't you going back?"

Ye Hong looked a little sad, "I want to hold another memorial ceremony for my poor children by the Yanshui River."

The steps of Mo Hua stopped.

He thought for a while and said, "I will also pay my respects to Senior Sister Ye."

Just a simple bow and it doesn't take much time.

Ye Hong looked grateful, and then he found a secluded riverside and placed the incense burner, wine, offerings, paper money, etc. that he had prepared for the memorial on the ground.

In addition, there are also Ye Jin’s favorite daffodils.

Ye Hong burned the incense, sprinkled the wine, looked at the daffodils on the ground, and shed two lines of bitter tears.

"Jin'er, Xiu'er, my father is incompetent and cannot avenge you with his own hands."

"If it hadn't been for your benefactors who acted chivalrously and avenged you, my soul would have returned to hell one day, and I wouldn't have the face to see you two brothers and sisters..."

Ye Hong's eyes were slightly red, and he was chanting at the side.

Mo Hua looked at the daffodils all over the ground and felt a little complicated.

There are some things he didn't say.

Shui Yanluo's name has not been written off, and he is not sure whether he has really avenged Senior Sister Ye Jin...

But Ye Hong didn't know this.

After the worship was completed, everyone was about to leave.

Gu Changhuai and others are going back to Daotingsi, and Mo Hua is also going back to Taixumen.

Only Ye Hong remained by the river, mourning his unfortunate children.

When everyone left, Mo Hua had something on his mind, so he walked a few steps slower, so he happened to see Xiao Tianquan with an indifferent look on his face, and even a look of contempt.

Xiao Tianquan looked at Ye Hong with this look, then followed everyone and turned to leave.

But when he left, he suddenly got up and stepped on the narcissus at his feet, crushing the pure white narcissus into the soil.

The white petals were stained with dirt and fell into mud.

Mo Hua saw this and was shocked in his heart. He suddenly said: "Brother Xiao..."

Everyone stopped.

Ye Hong also looked at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua slowly raised his head and stared at Xiao Tianquan with bright eyes, "Actually, you are the real... Shui Yanluo, right?"
Chapter completed!