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Chapter 552: Can't Get It

"Lao Lu, let's go."

The old woman looked at Lu Zhishou with a smile, her eyes showing love that had not diminished even after years of baptism.

"You...you..."

The old man sitting in the wheelchair stared wide-eyed and spoke incoherently.

He knew that this could not happen.

More than ten years ago, he watched his wife, children, and children die tragically at the hands of Chang Tianqing.

And now, they are all standing in front of him.

"Fake, fake..."

"Lao Lu, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Lu Zhishou's excitement, the old woman walked over quickly, her face full of worry.

"Is this place not treating you well? I'll ask Lu Hai to complain to them."

"My heart has been cured, and technology is so advanced now."

"How are you... how have you been during this time? Are you suffering from back pain?"

The old woman was talking nonchalantly and reached out to rub Lu Zhishou's old face.

Although the skin is no longer as smooth as it used to be, it is still reassuring.

"ah…"

Lu Zhishou opened his mouth wide and seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

He just grabbed the old woman's hand and rubbed it gently.

"Dad, you have worked hard during this time."

The middle-aged man knelt down and looked at Lu Zhi's head.

"The company is stable, and I finally have time to spend more time with you two."

"We will go on a trip as a family in a while. Can you please let go of those ghosts and gods?"

"ah…"

Lu Zhishou looked at this middle-aged man who was almost the same as when he was young and didn't know what to say.

"so good."

The old woman smiled and patted Lu Zhishou on the shoulder, muttering softly.

She was very happy to see that the father and son, who had not dealt with each other very well, could finally talk to each other properly.

"You...you should have died a long time ago."

Lu Zhishou murmured to himself until he reached out and touched his granddaughter.

Different from the dream, this time Xiaomei is warm.

Her chubby little face makes people reluctant to look away, and her two little pigtails look quite cute.

So real.

The little girl raised her head and looked at the old man, speaking crisply.

"Grandpa, go home."

Lu Zhishou was stunned, and then burst into tears.

"Xiaomei...Grandpa misses you so much."

He nodded with tears in his eyes and said in a trembling voice.

At this moment, Lu Zhishou suddenly had a strange idea.

He really wished he could die like this.

There is no such thing as the Nine Wonderful Objects and the Ten Evil Men, or Zhang Sheng’s Sea-cooking Formation.

There are no twenty years of planning or countless fights.

He, Lu Zhishou, is just an ordinary old man who is going to die in the presence of everyone.

pity…

"It was grandpa who failed to protect you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Lu Zhishou continued talking, like a child who had made a mistake.

"I shouldn't have gone out to slay the demon that day. I should have directly killed that beast Chang Tianqing."

"If I hadn't been some bullshit Celestial Master at that time, maybe none of you would have died."

Lu Zhishou looked at the little girl's confused eyes and spoke softly.

"Dad! You scared the child!"

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to grab the little girl, but was pushed away by Lu Zhishou.

"I have protected the people for decades, why should I end up like this? Huh? Tell me! Tell me!"

"Fuck the five immortals, fuck the reincarnation of heaven!"

"Xiaomei, don't worry."

"When grandpa completes the formation, you can see grandpa again."

"Grandpa will buy you whatever you want then..."

Lu Zhishou continued to speak, but his voice became softer and softer, and his eyes became increasingly cloudy.

At the end, he looked at his cold-faced family members and smiled.


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