After the time of returning to the light passed, Xiao Jin became a lot weaker again. This time, he almost didn't have the strength to lie down. He could only lie sideways on the ground, with his pair of cloudy eyes blinking hard, trying to see.
Know the world clearly and see your master clearly.
"Xiao Jin!" Wushuang walked over and hugged Xiao Jin.
Ouch, ouch, ouch...
Xiao Jin's last roar resounded throughout Jiulong Mountain. After a long roar, Xiao Jin also closed his eyes and his body collapsed in Wu Shuang's arms. This Wolverine, who had been fighting for twenty years and traveled all over the world,
The wolf that once made countless people fear from the bottom of their hearts finally left this world in such a golden autumn season. When it left, the entire Scorpion Team, including instructor Li Si, was present.
"Salute!" Li Si drew his right hand across his chest, his middle finger straight at his temple.
Wow…
More than a dozen people saluted in unison. Wei Li and others looked at the deceased Xiao Jin with solemnity. He was no longer a wolf, but a relative and friend of everyone in the Poisonous Scorpion Team. They missed him deeply.
This little guy who once brought everyone a lot of fun has left us at this moment.
"Xiao Jin!" Wu Shuang looked at Xiao Jin with tears in his eyes.
"Wushuang, my condolences and my condolences!" Li Si stepped forward to comfort him.
"Instructor, I feel so bad!" Wu Shuang held Xiao Jin's remains and shed tears. This middle-aged man who had almost lost his life many times had never shed tears on the battlefield, but at this moment he shed tears.
Tears. Xiaojin's departure was a huge blow to Wushuang. The little guy who had been with him for decades left him at this moment. Can he not be sad?
"Yeah, I'm sad too, but we must learn to be strong!" Li Si patted Wu Shuang on the shoulder and said, "Every one of us feels sad. Xiao Jin is not your partner, he is the one of all of us.
A partner is a friend to all of us. When it leaves this world, it is also a huge blow to us!"
"Instructor, I want to bury Xiao Jin properly!" Wu Shuang hugged Xiao Jin. His body of several hundred kilograms had lost weight to more than a hundred kilograms. Wu Shuang hugged Xiao Jin and walked towards the top of the mountain.
Everyone worked together to dig a grave on the top of the mountain. Wushuang placed Xiao Jin in it, and then took a deep look at Xiao Jin. Finally, everyone filled in the soil together and piled up the grave, forming a bulging little grave.
Mountain bag.
Wu Shuang picked a bouquet of wild flowers from somewhere, woven it into a small wreath, and placed it on the grave. He sniffed and said, "Xiao Jin, have a good journey, I will miss you!"
Wei Li and others also followed suit and followed Wushuang's example, collecting small wild flowers from the mountains and placing them on the grave. Everyone's feelings for Xiao Jin were deep, and Xiao Jin's departure was a big deal for everyone.
Sad things. However, these things must be experienced sooner or later.
"Okay, let's go down the mountain!" Li Si sighed.
"Yeah!" Wushuang nodded.
"Fourth brother, what should I do with that body?" Wei Li asked curiously.
"Feed the wild dogs!" Li Si snorted coldly.
The so-called feeding wild dogs means just being too lazy to care and leaving them in the mountains to be beaten by wind and rain. The terrain here is destined to be undiscoverable by anyone for ten days and a half.
