Over time, the grandfather's ten fingers brought together countless white dots, but the naked eye could not be seen. You can only sense their existence by the soul.
The more, the more.
Grandpa's forehead floated with a big sweat dripping, simple salvage movement, but it was tired as ordinary people moved for a day.
At this time, he stopped his hands, and the tenth fingers together were wrapped in the middle of the small white dots. The golden light emerged, which made them form a overall light group.
"It's not too late, the true spirit of the soul has not dissipated." Grandpa opened his eyes and looked at his pair of empty palms. His spoiled eyes seemed to care for something carefully.
For a container, the invisible light group was sealed in it, and it included in the Qiankun bag.
Grandpa stood up and came to the edge of the cliff. He looked down at the rolling gray thick fog below, and a layer of loneliness was covered with a layer of loneliness.
After a period of time, it will appear randomly in different places. Xiao Fan, when you say that you want to see someone dead, you want to see the corpse.
In the past, none of them had a precedent for survival after falling the broken cliff. Today, Zhao Fan destroyed Dao Dan and became a vulgarity from abolition of Dantian, and he was hit hard.
Even if Grandpa was unable to go to optimistic fantasies, in his mind, the best heir has the best presence of the great history, and his death was a fact!
So what can be done is only after the good.
Grandpa looked up at the sky and stared up for a moment, and temporarily endured the urge to rush to the Shenji Gate to kill the slice, because before that, there was a crucial thing to wait for him to do it, otherwise
Zhao Fan's behavior of destroying Dao Dan's abolition of Dantian will be meaningless!
Nympho
Dungeon, Zhao family.
In the main house of the family, Zhao Tianchang leaned weakly on the Tai Shi chair and looked at the bottom. There was a bed with a bed on the top of the woman with no focus.
She is Lin Yan!
Zhao Fan's nine aunts ... Zhao Yin stood by the bed, put his hand down and relieved.
"Yier, what is her situation?" Zhao Tianchang asked.
"People are okay, but ..." Zhao Yin's words turned, and said distressed: "The soul of the soul was greatly stimulated, unless she was willing, no one could help her come out."
"Blame me, it's too weak, too much worry, and repentance too late!" At the same time, Zhao Tianchang said, and the fingers holding the handle of the chair couldn't help but forcefully, "click!" The chair turned into a powder.
"Xiao Fan is too bitter, God is really unfair to the second brother's family." Zhao Yin didn't want to stay more, sighed and turned away.
At this moment, a figure appeared in the main hall of the home house.
Zhao Tianchang felt the fluctuations of the strong atmosphere. Looking up, it was a strange old man, so he got up and asked, "Are you?"
"The master of a family, if you regret it nineteen years ago, it will not be derived to be like this today." The old man was too lazy to talk nonsense, and the quilt rolled his eyes and empty.
land.
Zhao Tianchang was on the ground, and he didn't respond at all.
More than that, the other party never came, just like it happened in an instant. Even in the middle of the holy realm, he failed to capture a trajectory!
Comes and goes without a trace in the true sense!
How strong does this have to be?
Even the previous generation of saints from the Shenji sect couldn’t beat her!
…
Jiangbei, Thanglong Prefecture.
House No. 7.
A large coffin floated to the top of the villa, and when the lid was opened, my great-uncle appeared with Lin Qianqian wrapped in a quilt on his shoulders.
Chen Chuner suddenly stood up straight, looked at the face exposed above the quilt, and asked nervously: "Old man, what's wrong with Qianqian? Where's Brother Fan?!"
"Let me have a quiet moment here alone. You can carry Qianqian down and put her there. Remember, no one is allowed to talk to her, so as not to cause secondary irritation." My uncle handed it over.
"Okay." Chen Chun'er picked up Lin Qianqian and walked to the edge, then gently fell down.
…
"It's Sister Qianqian!" The little mink in the yard wiped her eyes to make sure it was true.
"Little Master and Qianqian are back, back! Huh?" Liu Wanfu was stunned for a moment, looking around and asked: "Where is Little Master? Why only Qianqian?"
"Sister-in-law is back, where is my brother?" Yaoyao opened her eyes wide.
Jiang Rao and Huangfu Qing were also extremely confused, especially when they saw Lin Qianqian's eyes, they realized something was wrong.
"Chun'er..." Feng Qingcheng asked in surprise. She had seen a post on the black market before and learned that Wu Zun's mansion in Jiangzhou was destroyed. She wanted to contact Zhao Fan to confirm the authenticity, but she couldn't get through the phone, so she got angry.
Liao rushed to Jiangbei, knowing what happened before and after, and decided to stay here and wait for the young man to return safely.
Only Taozi was leaning against the wall as if she was lost. This state had started several hours ago. Everyone thought she was worried about her cousin's safety, so they didn't think much about it.
"Shh!"
Chen Chun'er raised her left hand and made a silencing gesture to everyone, then carried Lin Qianqian into the villa, took her to her former boudoir, and then returned to the yard. First, she explained everything to everyone according to her uncle and grandpa's instructions, and then
Worried: "I don't know now. My uncle is up there. I will go up and ask after he has calmed down."
"Chirp!" The baby dragon sneaked into Lin Qianqian's boudoir. It licked the back of the other person's hand with its tongue over and over again. For a long time, it saw that Lin Qianqian was indifferent. She curled up beside the bed with some loss, guarding her every step of the way.
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…
Outside, Xiao Diao noticed something unusual in front of the wall, and asked doubtfully: "Taozi, why are you crying?"
"It's okay...I just...can't bear to leave you." Taozi shook her head gently, then turned around and entered the door without saying a word, disappearing from everyone's sight.
Everyone in the courtyard looked at each other, not understanding what was happening.
At this time, a pleasant girl's voice came from outside the yard, "Excuse me, does Zhao Fan live here?"
Chen Chun'er stepped forward with alert eyes and opened the courtyard door.
An old man and a young girl came into view.
These two are Liu Qibi and Ning Xiyu who came from Jingzhou after hearing the news.
…
The moon and stars are sparse.
It wasn't until the sky completely darkened that my uncle came down to the courtyard. He looked around at the restless people, and then his voice spread to every corner inside and outside the No. 7 house: "If you think you have a good relationship with Xiaofan, come with me."
In the living room, let’s talk about it together.”
Except for Zhao Dangkun, Xia Gangchun, Uncle Wang, the unconscious Shenxiu, and Lin Qianqian lying in the boudoir, everyone else gathered in the living room.
My uncle sat down on the TV cabinet, stared down at the animal skin carpet under his feet, and said in shock: "Xiao Fan... is gone."
"No more...?"
Everyone’s voices were so loud that they couldn’t believe this fact!
My uncle nodded, "No more."
A sad mood permeated the large living room.
"Thank you for accompanying him all the way. In the past nineteen years, he has never had so many friends and people worth protecting." My uncle sighed with mixed emotions: "This kid..."
Suddenly, his eyes turned red and he asked, "How come you're gone without even completing the task I assigned you?"
Everyone in the living room was very sad, but the saddest thing was the old man who announced the death of Zhao Fan!
From a baby who only knew how to cry, to a child who was babbling, and then to a wandering world, I watched Zhao Fan grow up day by day with my own eyes, but in the end he became a man with white hair and a man with black hair.
"Old man, I don't believe that my brother will die." Ning Xiyu picked up a tissue, came over and wiped her uncle's eyes, and said: "Absolutely not."
My great-uncle sighed deeply: "Oh...Xiao Yu, he fell off Guantou Cliff!"
"That won't kill you!" A blind but unique stubbornness appeared in Ning Xiyu's eyes.
Yaoyao said crisply: "That's right, you didn't even see the body, how can you say you are dead?"
The great-uncle looked at them and then at the everyone who was nodding, and said nothing more. He also didn't want to tell everyone everything that happened at Guillotine Cliff in detail. After all, even he couldn't bear it.
Then, unexpectedly, Taozi, who had been in tears since the afternoon, suddenly said: "I... know where my cousin is!"