"Master!"

Seeing the old Taoist who was breathing out more than he was taking in and almost died on the spot, Mei Yun's eyes turned red and he felt sad. He couldn't hold it back anymore and choked up: "You...can't be okay..."

"Silly boy."

The old Taoist looked at the giant tree not far away and said softly: "Life is a lifetime, and the vegetation is autumn. How can there be immortality?"

"These years."

"It's hard for you to stay with me, a lonely old man, for so long."

"The outside world still has some time."

His voice became lower and lower, and the look in his eyes became darker and darker.

"After Master dies."

"You go out for a walk, meet your friends and old friends, and... cherish this last time..."

"Master..."

"Right."

The old Taoist seemed to have thought of something, and stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointing to the towering tree not far away, "Use it... to build a coffin for my master... It can be regarded as your last filial piety..."

The words are not finished yet.

He dropped his hand, his eyelids slowly closed, and there was no more sound.

At the same time.

Everything in the big dream world gradually became blurred.

"Master!"

Mei Yun was so sad that she fell on Lao Tao and cried bitterly.

Quietly.

A gust of fragrant wind flashed by, and Yu Hongying's figure landed in the field. Seeing the scene in front of her, her heart skipped a beat and she said in a trembling voice: "Taoist Master... what's going on?"

suddenly!

The old man sniffed, brushed his nose, and opened his eyes!

"Is... is Hongying here?"

Mei Yun: "?"

"Taoist Priest!"

Yu Hongying was also stunned for a moment, covering her mouth and calling out sweetly: "You...you..."

"quick!"

"quick!!"

The old Taoist suddenly grabbed Mei Yun, who was crying bitterly, and the weakness in his voice gradually disappeared and became louder.

"Hurry and help my teacher up!!!"
Chapter completed!