He jumped up and chased after him, trembling as if a ghost had caught his heart in the darkness. He burst into pain.
It's a little squirrel.
He smashed the hard pine cone and jumped away with a squeak.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Father, my son must protect Fangfei, protect his children, and protect the family happiness of this life. No matter who it is, no matter what reason, as long as you dare to hurt this, as long as you dare to plunder my son's wife and son
Even if you try your best to have your last breath, you will have to fight to the end!"
The moonlight is hidden.
I got into the thick dark clouds, as if I was seriously warned and frightened.
The moon is so gentle that it never wants to be enemies with anyone.
"Father, this is the last time I have come to see you. Maybe, for a while, I won't come. Father, rest in peace!"
He kowtowed and knocked nine times in a row.
My head was buckled heavily on the hard stone slab, causing pain and even blood was pouring out.
The pain made him sober and relaxed, as if it was a repayment of some kind.
Then, he stood up and went down the mountain without looking back.
The moon is off.
A man leans against a thousand-year-old ancient fir. This is an ancient fir that is almost three thousand years old. Perhaps, since the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, it has stood here. It stands towering, looking up, unable to see the canopy; and its body,
More than a dozen big men can join hands.
It has been here, seeing more than three thousand years of joy, anger, sorrow, and humiliation in life. But, it does not say it, it is the most faithful way to keep the secret.
At this time, this mountain-like tree could hardly support a person's weight.
Luo Jia Dan felt his body shaking, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Under the moonlight, it quickly melted into the thousand-year-old brown bark.
He covered his heart, and at some point, he felt like he was struck by lightning.