Although I always feel strange when I think of my father as a god.

But Li Sui doesn't care. On the contrary, she thinks this is better, which means that her father is always paying attention to her.

"Dad!! Wait for me, I will go back. I will meet you again as Li Sui, who is in the meeting! I swear!!!"

After Li Sui said happily, the reason that had taken over in her heart began to gain the upper hand. It was impossible for anything to consider the good scene without considering the bad side.

Even if it is impossible, you must make a backup plan after failure.

But Li Sui was obviously very resistant to this rational consideration. She thought that she would just think about the good side of everything just like before.

After thinking about it, Li Sui looked down at the mud in her hand like a villain, and said in a voice with a hint of grievance: "If... if... if I become... if I become me, then I will hide secretly and not tell you, at least in this way, dad, you don't have to be careful about me, and you won't feel so uncomfortable."

"Li Sui! The soul is back!" "Swish" the white round paper money was thrown high by Li Huowang, who was wearing mourning clothes, and landed on the soul banner behind him, and on the big black lacquered coffin.

Bai Lingmiao, who was crying and red, held a red rope in his hand and followed silently behind it. The other end of the rope was a piece of meat. It was Li Sui's favorite meat to eat in the past.

This is a custom of Daliang. After a person dies, he or she should use a red rope to wrap the deceased's favorite things or what he or she cares about the most. He or she is led by his or her close relatives and hooked the deceased's soul into the soil with the coffin.

Listening to the sound of the suona and the gong behind him, he heard the harsh sound of Li Huowang's expression without any change.

At this moment, he had no sadness when he was expressionless. He kept scattering paper money and walked towards Niuxin Mountain.

The deep space where the coffin is placed has been dug in advance, and Feng Shui is also the best tomb chosen by Feng Shui masters.

As everyone in Niuxin Village saluted to the coffin with a solemn expression, the coffin gradually fell into the pit according to the procedure.

After deciding not to give birth to her, Bai Lingmiao always regarded Suisui as her child. She finally became much closer to each other. She really couldn't accept that her child died like this.

"Sui Sui!" Bai Lingmiao, who was rushing towards the coffin, was grabbed by Li Huowang, and asked her to stop her irrational behavior.

At this moment, the second god came out from behind Bai Lingmiao, and the slender and sharpness kept passing through Li Huowang's flesh and blood, leaving deep blood marks.

After a while, Li Huowang's body was covered in blood, but he still said nothing and watched the coffin fall into the deep pit.

"Are you mute? You're talking!" The second god's actions were finally stopped by Bai Lingmiao. She curled into a ball and hugged her knees, looking at Li Sui's tombstone and choked silently.

In addition to Bai Lingmiao's cry, there was also a cry, which was filled with Qiu. She was holding the rotten child and lay on the coffin in despair, trying to pull out Li Sui from the coffin again and again, but every time it was futile.

After the coffin was put into place, the monument was erected. Following the process, Li Sui was buried in peace.

The people wearing mourning clothes followed the mountain road back to Niuxin Village. As Li Sui was buried in the ground, the process was completed and the atmosphere became a little more eased.

Yang Xiaoxiao brought a dozen chefs to work hard in the kitchen, and the mat for Bare Baliang was put on.

Li Huowang didn't eat any food, so he just sat alone on the main seat, pouring wine into his mouth without saying a word.

He has been unable to drink in the past, but this time he will never get drunk no matter how much wine he pours into his mouth, he doesn't feel at all.

As long as he drank, the wine in the wine pot never decreased. As much as Li Huowang drank, the tears of the hallucination of eating full in the autumn beside him.

I drank from dusk to late at night, and the mat outside had already dispersed, and Li Huowang was still drinking.

Finally, when Li Huowang drank a glass, Bai Lingmiao reached out to grab the wine glass in his hand and threw it to the ground. "Stop drinking!"

Li Huowang nodded and said, "It's true that we shouldn't drink anymore, it's time to do the serious business."

After saying that, Li Huowang stood up and stepped directly into Shangjing City with his right foot.

He came to the Tianshi Mansion and found the national teacher of Daliang, Huangfu Tiangang, and the blind old man was playing chess with Gao Zhijian.

Li Huowang walked between the two and sat down, "Xuanpin is dead."

Huangfu Tiangang nodded, picked up a black piece with two fingernails and placed it on the chessboard, "Well, I already know, that's quite a bit."

"Before she died, you know something, let me ask you."

Gao Zhijian, who was standing beside him, saw that Li Huowang was extremely ruthless and put down Bai Zi in his hand, "Senior Brother Li, are you okay?"

Li Huowang didn't look at him, and he always stared at Huangfu Tiangang who was blind.

After thinking for a while, Huangfu Tiangang spoke, "It's nothing big. Xuanpin means to tell you that as long as we have the leader of the Jiantiansi, we are not as weak as we imagine."

"As long as we dare to come, we will kill them back like the day before yesterday."

"The military strategists are almost dead." Li Huowang said this cruel fact very coldly.

"No." Huangfu Tiangang shook his head gently, "Boy, what do you think is a military strategist?"

Speaking of this, Huangfu Tiangang reached out and stroked the long beard on his chin, "This is the situation, Siming has entered the world and the world is in chaos. If we want to survive, we can only burn our boats."

"No matter how powerful the military strategist is, the military strategist is still human. Anyone can become a military strategist. As long as the people in the world are infected with evil spirits, the whole world will be our military strategist."

Li Huowang's breathing was a little ups and downs. He really didn't expect the other party to dare to do this. "Then I'm afraid they all will die."

"Yes." Gao Zhijian nodded and placed the white piece in his hand on the chessboard. "Senior Brother Li, I know you are kind-hearted, but you always want to die, even if you are a royal family."

At this moment, a strong little boy ran over from the side with a smile, but Gao Zhijian grabbed it directly.

"Look, this is my son. I chose it. I have so many sons, but they can only live one in the end, and all the others will die." Gao Zhijian was cold and didn't seem to be talking about his own child at all.

"We cannot believe in the Siming of Fushengtian and the Siming of Bai Yujing. If we want to protect ourselves, we can only believe in ourselves. This is the world now. Human life is worthless. Everyone can die. If a person dies, he can rebirth. As long as he does not destroy the seed."

"Human lives... are worthless... but do you know what this means to them?"

Master Jingxin, Lu Family Ban, Zhuge Yuan, every so many scenes kept flashing in Li Huowang's mind, his expression gradually became distorted, and his teeth creaked.

"I've had enough, I've had enough!!! Why!!! Why!!!"

As Li Huowang's right fist, which had a blue vein on the back of his hand, smashed the board hard, the entire board instantly split.

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Chapter completed!