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Chapter 3981: 4.1581 Murong Xun, Big Liar

"So... you even want to deprive me of seeing her one last time!" Tears streamed down her face, falling in big, rolling drops.

Qiao Mu choked back sobs, questioning word by word, "Why?"

"Why won't you even let me see her one last time?"

"Why?"

"I can't see her alive."

"And I can't even see her corpse?"

"Why... can you treat me like this?"

"Qiaoqiao." Mo Lian saw her face contorted in pain and, with a pained heart, embraced her. His accusatory gaze fell upon the two Yun brothers. "Open the coffin!"

Yun Cong closed his eyes wearily. "Ah Xun has already been laid to rest."

"Open the coffin! If you don't, I will!" Mo Lian swept his sleeve, casually sending the gravediggers flying. A blast of wind from his palm directly pushed the piles of earth out of the grave pit.

Yun Cong sighed, as if lamenting, "Even if you see her, what good will it do?"

Master Wuyan also sighed, softly uttering, "Foolish child."

Qi Xuanxuan, the Little Fatty, and the accompanying Grand Elder He Wen and Ni Hanzhi and their group, had just rushed over when they saw the shocking scene before them.

A large, lacquered wooden coffin was being drawn out of the grave pit, landing heavily on the ground. The coffin lid whooshed off, "bang!" falling to the ground.

Qiao Mu swiftly darted forward, seeing a crystal coffin inside. It slowly floated into the air, and with a gentle wave of Mo Lian's hand, it slowly descended before her.

Through the crystal coffin, this was the first time Qiao Mu had seen Murong Xun in four years. Dressed in purple, her features gentle, a faint, serene smile graced her beautiful face. She seemed to be peacefully asleep, her eyes gently closed, all light withdrawn, leaving behind only the faint traces of time...

Murong Xun...

Murong Xun...

Qiao Mu scrambled forward a few steps, leaning against the crystal coffin. Her small hand, separated by the cold white crystal, gently caressed it. She whispered, "Murong Xun, you big liar."

She softly pushed open the crystal coffin lid and reached out to touch her master's icy cold cheek. Large tears, plop, fell onto Murong Xun's forehead.

"Murong Xun," Qiao Mu murmured softly, rambling quietly, "We've settled at Cloud霞 Peak."

"Second Martial Uncle is there too, everyone is there."

"We're rebuilding the Divine Water Sect, and we definitely won't let down the old sect master's hopes."

"In this lifetime, the Divine Water Sect will surely flourish."

"As your disciple, the Divine Water Sect will surely endure for eternity and prosper greatly."

"Master..." Qiao Mu gently whispered, "Don't you have any regrets?"

"Not being able to personally witness the Divine Water Sect's revival and prosperity, don't you feel a void in your life? Master, Master..." The little girl's voice trembled as she called out, "Master, Master, Master."

"Qiaoqiao is here."

"Master... Master. Can you open your eyes and look at Qiaoqiao, please?"

"Master, Master... Master." Qiao Mu's arms tightened, holding Murong Xun in a fierce embrace.

Qi Xuanxuan couldn't help but raise her sleeve to wipe away tears. This was the first time she had seen Qiaoqiao cry like a weeping willow, sobbing uncontrollably, words caught in her throat. She had always thought Qiaoqiao Daren was an unyielding little person. However, in reality, this little one held a hidden vulnerability within her...

Mo Lian knelt beside her, gently stroking the little girl's head. He softly said, "Qiaoqiao, Master has gone. Let's... let her rest in peace."