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Chapter six hundred and twentieth grief, the heart hurts even more

With an exclamation of "someone has fallen into the water", all the tourists by the pool were attracted and pointed at the churning water. However, no one jumped in to save the person, even some good-hearted people.
He also picked up a few pieces of gravel from the side and threw them to the place where the figure fell into the water, as if to tell everyone that this short-lived guy sank from here. Some kindly took out their mobile phones and dialed Yaoyaojiu. As for entering the water to rescue them, it was really
Afraid of cold spring water, or having clothes taken away by people on the shore. Book mí group 4∴⑧0㈥5
I smiled at how cold and cold the world's people are, as dull as the water in a deep pool. About ten minutes later, a group of firefighters with hooked bamboo poles came and fished along the edge of the pool. For a long time, they fished out a man who looked like an army officer.
He sighed and said: "The pool is connected to the Longchuan River. People must have drifted into the river. Stop the team."
After finding an excuse and justifying it, which is the highest level of reasonable inactivity, the firefighters packed up their things and left, leaving only a beautiful girl with a muddy backpack standing by the pool for a long time, refusing to leave.
In fact, the fire officer was right. The underground river under the pool was really connected to the Longchuan River. The force of the free fall from the 100-foot cliff was extremely powerful, and Xu Qing's body was swept directly by the current.
In the dark river, according to common sense, if a person fell unconscious and fell into the water, he would definitely die. What's more, he was hit in the palm, just like a lifeless dead tree drifting with the waves in the dark river...
The Long Yuan dagger tightly held in his hand was moving in circles unconsciously with his arm, as if he would leave at any time. The strange thing was that there was an object like a blister wrapped around Xu Qing's head and neck.
The narrow underground river drifted into another wide body of water, and the body floated quietly on the water.
It was late at night, and the quiet Longchuan River was dark. The evening breeze with a slight fishy smell blew over my cheeks, feeling a little bit cold. A flickering light flickered on the shore. A man wearing Méng ancient costume
The young girl walked slowly along the river bank with a flashlight, holding a crescent-shaped copper piece tightly in her hand and covering her chest, her tired pink cheeks wet with tears.
Tana did not cry out because her voice was hoarse, she was crying silently, and her tears were pouring down. She could now confirm that the young man who once embarrassed her was the prince who often appeared in her dreams. The eagle on the grassland would never be reconciled to being ordinary.
, its wings are born to chase the sun...
From the moment Tana became sensible, someone has been weaving a colorful dream for her. The man she will protect for the rest of her life is the most handsome and outstanding man in the world, with an embrace as broad as the grassland and as gentle as the stars.
With his eyes, the most ferocious tiger and wolf can't stand up to his iron fist, and the most beautiful girl can't stop his smile. He is the god in dreams.
As time goes by, the god in Tana's heart becomes more and more perfect. She wakes up laughing countless times in her dreams, looking forward to the moment when she gallops with him on the prairie. However, what she found today was only a symbol representing his identity.
The relic, the dream that Tana had kept in her heart for more than ten years was shattered. She had worked ten times and a hundred times as ordinary people to make herself better. The moment when the images of dreams and reality completely overlapped, she was heartbroken...
The gentle breeze from the river was blowing coldly on her face, but Tana's heart was like the ten thousand-year-old ice on the snow-capped mountains, searching aimlessly just to see him one last time.
Ouch
A roar of beasts came from the shore not far away. Tana quickly followed the sound with a flashlight and saw two skinny wild dogs roaring around a prostrate human-shaped object on the ground under the flickering light.
However, the two hungry beasts never had the courage to approach.
Tana's exhausted spirit was in vain, and she rushed forward quickly. Unwilling to give up the food in her mouth, the two wild dogs turned around and bared their teeth at her, howling and howling.
Tana stared blankly at the man covered in mud on the ground. The tears she was filled with could no longer cling to her eyes, falling like broken beads. It was him, it was really him!
The two wild dogs became more ferocious when they saw the visitor standing still. One of them pressed its front paws on the dirt and opened its mouth and rushed towards Tana. He tilted his head and bit her little tuǐ.
Tana flew up and kicked the beast, knocking it over and running away screaming with its tail between its legs. The other wild dog, seeing that the situation was not good, also put its tail between its legs and ran away with its head lowered, leaving only
A trail of lingering paw prints followed.
The person crawling on the bank of the river was Xu Qing. He was now in a state of near death. All the bones in his body were broken. All the energy in his dantian was gone. The force of the fall from the 100-foot cliff was so great. If
If his body had not been strengthened in the Wuhun base, he would have choked and caught cold on the spot, not to mention that he was hit by Yangfan's palm in the back.
Tana stepped forward and turned Xu Qing over, and found that he was still holding the dagger in his hand. No matter how hard he tried, he could not take the sword off, so she had no choice but to take off the scabbard from his waist.
The front caught him, and then he disappeared into the vast night on his back.
In the blink of an eye, three days later, Wang Tiangang, whose hair was covered with silver hair, was sitting on a rock on Tianyou Island. Not long after he successfully rescued Lu Yinxue, he also learned that his beloved disciple had been knocked off the cliff. In anger, he went to Yang Fan to seek revenge.
Unexpectedly, he was beaten up by two juniors from the Dragon Teeth Team without even seeing him in person. If Long Fengyang hadn't rushed there in time, he would have lost his life in front of the gate where the Dragon Teeth Team was stationed.
The frustrated Mr. Wang turned his head white overnight, and returned to Heavenly Prison under Jun Buyu's persuasion. He also brought Lu Yinxue, who was equally grieving, with him.
His apprentice was beaten to death, but he was powerless! Wang Tiangang spent every day in endless sorrow and humiliation. He listened to Jun Buyu's advice and waited until Mr. Jun came back before making any plans.
It was here that he once joked and chatted with that brat. The master and apprentice fought side by side for the first time. This damn brat actually gave his life for a woman. The woman was saved, but the body of that brat was still there.
Wu Cun...Wang Tiangang hates him! So what if he breaks through the realm? He can't even avenge his apprentice. He is an incompetent master and a useless bastard.
Jun Buyu stood quietly on the coast. She knew that Wang Tiangang was now in the most painful moment in his life. A man with white hair would give a man with black hair a gift, which would be a great tragedy in his old age. However, women always like to fantasize about beautiful things. She has the feeling
She had an intuition that Xu Qing might still be alive, but he hasn't appeared yet. This kid is an invincible little strongman who can always turn danger into good fortune. She also tried to persuade Wang Tiangang in this way, but the rational man did not.
Chapter completed!
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