V3.Chapter 41

"Rhubarb! Bite me! Until you die!" the girl's clear cry came from behind. Yu Jiuzhi was surprised and ran forward with his chest covered without looking back.

He knew that rhubarb was not a dog, and the injury to his right arm was due to it. But tonight he had no strength to fight with it as he did on the mountain that day. Now he had no strength to make the symbol of emptiness at all. He is at the end of a powerful crossbow. His position is constantly changing. He keeps avoiding the fierce position back and forth. He has exhausted his last strength, not to mention the void talisman. He feels tired even running.

Yu Jiuzhi felt that his whole body was burning, and something seemed to grow in his flesh and blood. It hurt, but it itched. Those things were all over him. He wanted to scratch, but he didn't have time to scratch. His head is getting hotter. Everything in front of him is shaking and ghosting. He can hold on until now with a unwilling willpower.

But he knows that tonight should be his doom.

He went to the attic in the backyard and found something similar to yin-yang decapitation grass on the floor of the table. There were also some residues of grass ash in the ash of decapitation. His heart was cold at that time. Yin and Yang fell. This was the absolute fall! There is no solution in the head lowering operation. Even if the head lowering master dies, there is no solution.

Tonight, he will die. And it won't die too well.

Yu Jiuzhi knew all this, but he still didn't sit and wait to die. He was unwilling to die at the hands of Tang Zongbo! He was even more unwilling to die at the hands of his disciples!

He has disappeared for so many years. Why should he come back?

Tang Zongbo robbed his life. Now, he has to come back and destroy his life.

How can he not hate? Even if he dies, he wants him to experience the taste of getting nothing!

Tonight, whoever comes after him will die!

He told himself this, but he didn't expect that the two people in the attic couldn't catch the way. Those deadly poisonous insects could be avoided by them! Why didn't you take a bite? Even a small mouthful, before he died, he could imagine Tang Zongbo's crying old face and the pain of white haired people sending black haired people

Now, his disciples are not dead, and he is the one who is going to die.

Yu Jiuzhi smiled miserably. He kept walking at his feet, and the position was still changing. He could not distinguish between bad and good. He just ran forward, but his staggering pace was not as fast as the spirit behind him.

There seems to be a heavy dark cloud on the top of my head. It's obviously night, but I feel like a dark cloud on the top. Yu Jiuzhi stumbled up and wrapped a golden scale Python in the dark evil spirit on his head. The python vomited a letter. The letter was thick and long, as if it could tie him up. Yu Jiuzhi narrowed his eyes and wanted to hide, but he spent time in front of him. He always felt a shadow shaking, and the golden Python was too huge. He didn't know whether to run left or right. When he was slow in thinking, he saw the golden Python open his mouth and press his head down in the air!

Yu Jiuzhi was swallowed in half, revealing only two legs outside. He was directly lifted from the ground into the air. He was dying, but he struggled very badly. Xia Shao saw that he was not only pedaling his legs, but also struggling violently in the mouth of the golden python.

He looked like he was struggling, but the golden Python suddenly became weak. Suddenly, there was a burst of ghosts crying and wolves howling around him. Its head suddenly threw up in pain, spit Yu Jiuzhi on the ground, and the thick Python tail hit him hard!

"Rhubarb?" Xia Shao's eyes changed and he was in the same place. When he stepped on the tree, he was about to take off, but his wrist was pulled! When the body stopped, Xu Tianyin had stepped on the tree, and the general's evil spirit in his hand immediately wrapped him and protected him.

Xia Shao saw Xu Tianyin reach out in the air and probe into the mouth of the golden python. She jumped in her heart and shouted in horror, "rhubarb! Don't shut up!"

Jin mang was obviously attacked by Yu Jiuzhi. Xia Shao wanted to go to her just now, but who wants Xu Tianyin to hold her!

This man, what a mess! Golden Python is her spirit talisman. Naturally, it won't hurt her. Since she received it, its Yin and evil spirit had no effect on her. It was nothing even to probe into the mouth of the golden python. But Xu Tianyin is different. He is not the owner of golden python. Its evil spirit has an impact on him!

Although Jin mang doesn't know Xu Tianyin, when he shows up, he sees Xia Shao with him and knows it's his own, and he wants to help it. So he opened his mouth and shook his head. Xu Tianyin put his hand in and grabbed a paper symbol from his upper jaw!

Xia Shao looked up at the air and saw that Xu Tianyin was all right. As soon as his heart was down, he saw that he was holding a paper symbol in his hand, and his eyes suddenly cold! This Yu Jiuzhi will hurt people if he dies!

When her eyes were cold, the dragon scale in her hand was already overcast! Standing still, he waved at Yu Jiuzhi's left arm!

A blood line flew up and an arm flew away.

As soon as his arm fell, Yu Jiuzhi's left shoulder began to draw another blood line! Xia Shao looked up and saw that the general in Xu Tianyin's hand was also cut off at his left arm during the landing. But he cut it in the air, half a beat slower than her. After Yu Jiuzhi's left arm flew out, Xu Tianyin's knife fell on his left shoulder.

Suddenly, Yu Jiuzhi's shoulder was cut off, and blood gushed out and spilled all over the floor!

Xu Tianyin fell to the ground, but he didn't look at Yu Jiuzhi. He went to Xia Shao and spread out his palm in front of her.

Xia Shao looked into Xu Tianyin's hand and saw that the effectiveness of the paper symbol had changed - after all, the golden Python was not an ordinary Yin Ling. Just a piece of paper symbol could not hurt it too deeply, but the symbol was stuck on its upper jaw, which was its soft place, so it was very uncomfortable.

Xia Shao's eyes are colder, but when he raises his eyes, Jin mang has picked up Yu Jiuzhi again!

At this time, Yu Jiuzhi's left shoulder was cut off and his right arm was useless. He really couldn't use Yin moves anymore. Jin mang takes revenge and takes Yu Jiuzhi in his mouth. As Xia Shao said, he bites one by one until he dies!

But Xia Shao saw that it didn't look like it was simply biting, but swallowing something. Xia Shao opened his eyes and found that Yu Jiuzhi's vitality was getting weaker and weaker, as if he had been swallowed by a golden Python!

After swallowing it, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling around was indeed much lower. The vitality of an alchemist who was also empty not only made up for his injury, but also seemed to enhance his evil power.

But this is not obvious, because this guy didn't swallow Yu Jiuzhi's vitality in one bite. He came one bite at a time, rolled his body with a python on the way, and played with his tail in the air.

Take a bite and pat twice. Take a bite and throw it twice. After seventeen or eight bites, it seemed that he had swallowed it up, so he vomited people to the ground and smashed his tail!

Only a dull landing sound was heard, and a huge black cloud floated over his head. As soon as Xia Shao looked up, he took out the Jinyu Linglong tower. He wanted to say something, but he didn't have the mind after all. He took the golden Python back first, let it rest in the tower, and offer it some delicious food when he went back. He'll see if its cultivation has risen in the future.

Xia Shao's eyes fell to the ground in the distance. Yu Jiuzhi was deeply poisoned by Yin and evil, and his body was stiff. At night, I couldn't see his black face, but I could see that his seven orifices began to bleed. His eyes were still moving and turned slowly, but his eyes were scattered and had no focus.

Yu Jiuzhi is dying.

He could no longer see the people standing in front of him. It was dark for him, only a little light, but dense weeds began to grow inside.

He felt something breaking out in his body, but he couldn't feel much pain. In other words, his body has already been in pain, and the feeling of pain to numbness may refer to the feeling at this time.

At this moment when I clearly feel that life is passing, my mind does not know why, but it is no longer on death.

Yu Jiuzhi looked at the light in the distance and felt that the light was getting stronger and stronger and gradually spreading. He tried to see the light beyond the weeds, which was the clearest view he could see now. However, he could see nothing. There was nothing in the light except the dazzling light.

Nothing

His life was like this, and in the end he got nothing. Everything robbed must be returned in the end. All his life, he lost to Tang Zongbo

But he still doesn't understand why he lost.

In those days, the patriarch had to choose disciples to enter the house.

Tang Zongbo, he and younger martial brother Leng joined the same school in the same year. In terms of talent, he was on a par with Tang Zongbo. Younger martial brother Leng was a little inferior in talent, but he was hardworking and modest. The grandmaster summoned the three of them to him.

"I'm only going to take one disciple into the room. I value all three of you very much. I'll focus on your school examination. The one who wins is the best disciple of Xuanmen. I'll take him as my direct descendant and marry my granddaughter to him."

He clearly remembered that when the grandmaster finished, he turned and waved to the three of them, saying only, "it will last for a year, let's work hard. Show me how much you can do."

Show it?

How?

In terms of talent, he is on a par with Tang Zongbo. In terms of ability, he consciously does not lose him.

Tang Zongbo has not changed much in a year. He still practices martial arts and likes to make friends. There are people who call him brothers everywhere. His contacts are obviously better than him. Up to dignitaries and dignitaries, down to peddlers and pawns, black and white, three teachings and nine streams, there is no one who does not call him "Lord Tang".

But he just doesn't like him! Everywhere I go, I seem to be very happy. Feng Shui Masters in Xuanmen always make friends with others. Why should they lower their style? It's like setting up a street stall to deceive people. You have to connect with people yourself.

It's better to hold the younger martial sister in hand than to do so. Didn't the founder say? Those who win are accepted as their own disciples and marry their younger martial sister as his wife. In the final analysis, as long as the younger martial sister is willing, doesn't it mean that the legitimate disciple is determined?

In this society, never talk about fairness. Only those who know how to grasp opportunities can become masters.

As long as the younger martial sister falls in love and becomes the legitimate disciple of her ancestor, what fame, wealth and contacts do not automatically come to the door after she gets the Xuanmen? No matter how hard you try and make more contacts, in the end, others will go to the name of the leader of Xuanmen. Who cares about your disciples?

Tang Zongbo will not be his opponent! On seeing through the essence and looking at the overall situation, Tang Zongbo is not his opponent.

Younger martial brother Leng, he didn't care at all. Younger martial brother Leng is too gentle and talkative. He doesn't have enough courage to do things. He can't be the leader of a school.

From the beginning, his opponent was only Tang Zongbo.

In a year's time, the grandmaster was really strict with them in the technical examination, but usually they still do their own things.

After only half a year, the grandmaster called the three of them to ask them a question, "I have such a granddaughter under my knee. I said I wanted her to marry my rooming disciple, but I will consider your wishes. Otherwise, I will not be in the future. Who is bad to my granddaughter, and I have no face to see her parents below. So I called you today to ask if you would like to marry my granddaughter if you become my rooming disciple."

The founder didn't say whether the reluctance would affect the selection of disciples.

The three people have different answers to this.

Tang Zongbo said that he had a sweetheart. If the grandmaster was not there, he would treat the younger martial sister well and treat her as a sister.

Yu Jiuzhi remembered that when he heard this sentence, he laughed in his heart. He said he would.

As for younger martial brother Leng, he said that the two elder martial brothers have higher talents than him. He can't compare them in terms of talent and ability.

After listening to their answers, the grandmaster nodded. Without saying anything, he let the three of them go down.

Six months later, on the day when it was agreed to choose his own disciples, Yu Jiuzhi remembered that he had not slept all night and was rarely nervous. He knew that there would be a harsh school examination today.

But he was wrong.

There was no school entrance examination. The ancestor didn't even ask the three of them to go there. Instead, he directly summoned the sect elders and disciples and publicly announced that he would accept Tang Zongbo as his legitimate disciples.

Yu Jiuzhi is confused! He doesn't know why!

He couldn't figure it out. He thought that Tang Zongbo must have played some tricks behind his back. He was unconvinced and wanted to ask Tang Zongbo for clarification, but his grandmaster called him alone.

The grandmaster asked him if he was willing to marry his younger martial sister. If he was willing, he would announce their marriage to the sect.

Yu Jiuzhi was a little confused at that time. He didn't understand what medicine the grandmaster sold in the gourd. What was the agreement that the legitimate disciple would marry the younger martial sister? Why did Tang Zongbo become the legitimate disciple and the grandmaster want to marry the younger martial sister to him?

He didn't understand. He just remembered that he didn't answer immediately. He saw the ancestor sigh, waved his hand and told him to go down.

Since then, the grandmaster never mentioned marriage again.

He was frustrated, never before. I only remember one day when he was drunk and saw the younger martial sister who came back from practicing martial arts piling in the backyard. Her face was red and sweating in the sunset. She was carrying a small lancet in her hand, and the red tassel on the handle fluttered in the wind. He was a little distracted. His steps were unstable, so he fell to the ground and watched her come over with a smile, but didn't help him, but just took it away His wine bottle.

"Elder martial brother, don't you understand?" her smile was very soft and her words were lighter than the wind that afternoon, but her words were heavily printed in his heart.

"This shows that you don't understand what Xuanmen is at all. Which generation of Xuanmen's ancestors passed on the position of leader to their close relatives and descendants? The position of leader can be established without establishing relatives. Just because of this, each generation of leader is an expert in the world, and the sect has been inherited for thousands of years."

"My grandfather really wants to find a good marriage for me."

"But there can be many disciples, but there is only one granddaughter and son-in-law."

"If you choose to be his grandson-in-law, you can only be his grandson-in-law."

"It seems that you don't really want to marry me. Between Xuanmen and me, you pay more attention to the former."

……

It is said that when people are dying, they will think of a lot of things before. It turns out that this is true.

Immersed in the previous memory, I don't feel pain or confusion. I just don't know why things that I haven't thought of for many years will come to my mind.

Maybe I'm really dying

Yu Jiuzhi looked at the light in the distance. The light began to shrink and the world began to become dark. His consciousness was blurred. He couldn't feel anything around him, but he didn't know why he heard a humanitarian nearby: "elder martial brother, did you get hurt by the evil spirit of rhubarb just now?"

The girl's voice was soft, with the tenderness unique to her age, and her words were full of tension and care.

The man didn't speak, but his dark eyes looked at her, turned his arm over, looked up and thought, and then held her in his arms with his other arm and patted her back.

The girl couldn't cry or laugh, and her expression was tangled.

Yu Jiuzhi slowly closed his eyes and saw the flowers exploding in front of him. There was the early autumn of the year... Ah, it was not much different from the present time.

The Bauhinia blossoms behind the Feng Shui hall are very beautiful. The three of them first joined the sect and walked around the martial arts hall together, but they were legally restrained in front of the hall. Three novices fell down and jumped out from behind the tree. A female doll with a young voice and a disappointed face.

"What! You three are new disciples? Not as good as me. Unfortunately, Grandpa will allow me to start next year. I have to call you senior brothers then. Really!"

"Hey! You three! I'll be better than me when I get started next year! Otherwise, I'll go to grandpa to protest and let you three call me senior sister!"

When I was a child, I never thought that my temper would become gentle when I grew up.

Younger martial sister, you are wrong. When I said yes to my ancestor, it wasn't just because I wanted to be a legitimate disciple

I want to have both. Is that wrong? How many people in the world have both fish and bear's paw? Tang Zongbo is one of them.

But what about me? In the end, I didn't get anything.

You married overseas and died early in middle age. And I, middle-aged wife lost, children and grandchildren sick, only one granddaughter sound.

I thought I could always get one of Tang Zongbo's fish and bear's paws in my life, but I still had to give it back to him after all.

Senior brother, up to now, I don't think I've done wrong. I never think I'm inferior to you.

But I lost to you after all

……

Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin have been watching from a distance. They don't know the last thoughts of a dying man, but they can see the residual arms on the ground, the blood on the red ground, the dead grass growing on the body, and the terrible face of the old man with seven orifices bleeding.

Famous as the first feng shui master in Hong Kong for more than ten years, this is the end.

He has done too many things worthy of death, but only he knows the past.

Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin didn't clean up Yu Jiuzhi's body, but after they determined that he was dead, Xu Tianyin pulled the general out of the ground. This is when Yu Jiuzhi was dying. He inserted the dagger into the array, stopped the changes of the array with magic methods, and informed Shifu that he could stop.

Soon after the array stopped, Yu Jiuzhi died.

Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin took their daggers, turned back together and reported to Tang Zongbo.

They didn't know. Shortly after they left, the back door of Yu's mansion was opened. Leng Yixin pushed Yu Wei in.

Yu Wei is sitting in a wheelchair. Her red skirt is flying in the dark. A cold and gorgeous face has disappeared for a few days. She has lost a lot of weight. Her cheekbones are highlighted. Her face is so thin that only a pair of eyes are left, filled with anxiety and panic.

"Grandpa? Grandpa?"

"Do you want to call everyone?" Leng Yixin's voice was as calm as water, looking at Yu Wei in front.

"You said my grandpa escaped. You said there was an array in the backyard. Where?" Yu Wei looked back, frowned and asked anxiously.

"Don't you feel that the array has been opened here? You just can't move your legs, and your perception has degenerated?" Leng Yixin's expression is not a little sarcastic. She calmly just seems to be stating the facts. "The array has been opened. Either your grandfather escaped. Or he is dead."

"No! No! My grandpa can't die! He's my grandpa! How could he die?" Yu Wei frowned and became angry at Leng Yixin's words just now. Hearing that Yu Jiuzhi might be dead, she nearly collapsed, and her words almost roared out.

Leng Yixin frowned gently at her volume, "if you still want to find your grandpa, just keep your voice down. There were people around the house before, and now it's estimated that you should withdraw to the inside. Otherwise, you think it's easy for me to push you in?"

Yu Wei was obviously suddenly told about tonight. It was a big mess. She was usually proud and strong. Now she really shut up.

"Look for it," Yu Wei heard Leng Yixin say, and then let her push her to look for someone like walking in the house.

Yu Wei is very upset. She just woke up a few days after her operation. The doctor told her that her legs would take six months to a year to recover, and she was in a bad mood. For such a long time, should she be in a wheelchair?

She has never sat on such a shameful thing since she was young!

half a year! She won't have a chance to revenge until half a year or a year later? A bunch of rubbish! Whether it's a doctor or a sect, none of them can make her feel better! So is Li Qingyu. He has seen her from the future in the past few days. At least, she is the future young lady admitted by their Li family!

She can't wait to get up at once. She has too many things to do. She wanted to ask Li Qingyu why he didn't come to see her. She wanted to ask Li whether he wanted to rob his grandson. She wanted to ask people in the sect why they were provoked in magazines and didn't say a word? She also wants to avenge herself!

But she didn't know that Grandpa would fight that bitch tonight. If she knew, she would ask to watch the war and make up two knives by herself. But she didn't expect that Grandpa failed tonight? The head and ancestor of Xuanmen are back?

Headmaster and grandmaster... Aren't you dead? Why did Leng Yixin tell her that grandpa was the culprit? Why did she tell her that the cheap woman she wanted to kill was actually their martial uncle, the direct female disciple of the leader's ancestor?

How did this happen?

How could this happen

She won't! Why is that?

What made her most confused was why Leng Yixin would say... Grandpa was killed by head lowering?

She can't believe it! The doctor did not allow her to leave the hospital. They forced them out of the hospital and returned to the mansion. Yu Wei doesn't believe it. It's true. She doesn't believe Grandpa will die. She absolutely doesn't believe

But the truth is always cruel.

Yu Wei first saw a stump on the ground. The smell of blood came from the wind. Her eyes were fixed on the broken arm. The watch on her wrist was grandpa's. she knew him. But... She dare not recognize a corpse not far ahead.

Is that a corpse? Covered with withered grass, like a fake scarecrow. But the scarecrow has no left shoulder. His face is bleeding from seven orifices, like Halloween Ghost makeup, in a Gothic and dark way of death.

Yu Wei stared at the body. She sat rigidly in her wheelchair, as if her soul had been pulled away. She didn't know sadness, anger, or even rushed over. She just stared at her as if nothing was enough to pull her back from the state of withdrawal.

"He's dead." even a calm word came from behind, but it didn't pull her back.

Until another word came from behind.

"Die, too."

Yu Wei heard this, but she didn't react immediately. A word passed through her mind for a long time. Before she could figure out what it meant, a thin and cool knife appeared on her chest.

There was blood on the tip of the knife, dripping on her red skirt, and nothing could be seen at all. Yu Wei felt a heat in her heart. She moved her eyes hard, lowered her head to see the knife through her chest, and then raised her eyes hard, looked up and looked down at her Leng Yixin.

Leng Yixin smiled and smiled gently, a smile that was not suitable for this atmosphere, gently said, "you know, Uncle Xu is back."

Uncle Xu?

Who is that?

"Oh, you haven't seen him. Maybe I'm the only one who has seen him among the female disciples of Xuanmen. I thought that if the leader's ancestor died, he would never return to Xuanmen, and I wouldn't see him again. But the leader's ancestor didn't die, he came back."

So?

"You know, he came back to avenge the leader's ancestors. So I should always do something."

So?

Yu Wei looked at Leng Yixin's smiling face strangely. Her smile is not fake. For so many years, she rarely sees her smile. Occasionally, it is also an ethereal smile. But this time she was really smiling, with a smile in her eyes. She really thought it was natural to kill her.

"You..." Yu Wei seemed not to know Leng Yixin.

"Don't thank me. I just let you die with your grandfather for years of love. Anyway, the Yu family will be cleaned up. Even if you live, you won't feel very good for the rest of your life. You know, your legs can never stand up. With your temperament, you will die and live. In that case, why don't I give you a ride." Leng Yi smiled happily, Calm tone.

what?

Her legs

Yu Wei's face was white and bloodless. She was stunned again. But at this time, she felt cold in front of her chest, something left her body, and something gushed out of her body. It was very hot, but her body began to get cold.

"Bang!" Yu Wei rolled over from her wheelchair to the ground, staring at Leng Yixin with her eyes closed.

In her dying consciousness, she saw the corners of the woman's lips smiling, then put away the blade and turned to the front yard.

……

As Leng Yixin walked to the living room in the front yard, Xia Shao had explained to Tang Zongbo that Yu Jiuzhi was dead.

Yu Jiuzhi is dead.

In short, it makes the living room silent.

Yu's disciples were stunned on the spot. Although I already knew it would be like this, I found it so incredible when I heard the ending with my own ears. In their eyes, Shi Shuzu is a dignified and always superior existence. He has the cultivation of refining God and falsehood. He has the status of the first feng shui master in Hong Kong. Many political and business giants have to make an appointment to queue up to see him

He was an insurmountable master in their eyes, and tonight, he died.

He's really dead.

There was a dead silence in the living room. To everyone's surprise, the first person to break the silence was Tang Zongbo.

He nodded, "OK, ok..."

The old man nodded and hung his eyes, but his head slowly lowered. Xia Shao saw his shoulders trembling slightly. He seems to be laughing. How can he not laugh when he gets revenge today for his death of more than ten years?

But in fact, he was crying.

All the people looked at Tang Zongbo until he spoke again. They found that he was indeed crying.

"OK, ok..." the old man spoke again, his old hand covered his eyes, and his voice was obviously choked.

Gong Muyun and Qi Chen looked at Tang Zongbo, and Li Qingyu also looked. The disciples of Yu's family looked at the headmaster's ancestor puzzled. They didn't understand that he was avenged. Why did they cry?

Cry with joy?

Tang Zongbo didn't explain either. He just raised his eyes, put his fingers on the cold old man, didn't speak, and his face was full of tears.

Half a century.

It has been more than half a century since they started together. When they first started, the three of them were the closest. I didn't expect the end to be like this.

One of his two younger martial brothers injured his leg and forced him to leave his hometown for more than ten years. After he disappeared, a man ignored the affairs of the sect and didn't defend him. It's not as good as younger martial brother Zhang who started later.

What can he say? These were the two closest martial brothers at the beginning, but now they hurt him the most.

Leng Lao sat on the sofa and was stunned for a long time when he heard that Yu Jiuzhi was dead. But seeing Tang Zongbo's reaction, he lowered his head and gradually shed tears.

Xia Shao squatted down silently, found a handkerchief and handed it to the old man, gently caressing his mood.

She didn't expect Shifu to cry. She saw Shifu show her true feelings for the first time.

She has no feelings for Yu Jiuzhi, only hatred for him, no grace. She was not sad about his death. She was glad for her master. Xuanmen had finally eliminated a scourge.

But she thought she could understand master's mood.

The three of them started in the same year. Maybe they knew that Yu Jiuzhi was jealous, competitive and aggressive. Although the martial brothers went farther and farther later, maybe they had been happy, drunk and laughed together.

Today's enemies, former friends, this feeling is the most complex. Especially when this man dies at his own hands.

It turns out that cleaning the door is not a completely pleasant thing. How many memories come to mind? Is it a sigh that things are right and people are wrong?

"Younger martial brother Leng, younger martial brother Yu is dead. Don't you... Want to say anything?" Tang Zongbo finally asked. This is the first time he spoke to old man Leng after entering the living room tonight.

Leng Lao raised his head and burst into tears. The elder of Xuanmen, who had not spoken at ordinary times, fell down on his knees with a puff from the sofa, "Elder martial brother, I've always known that I'm guilty. I've pretended to be deaf and dumb for more than ten years, and I've suffered for more than ten years. We've been in the cold family, and we've told the truth. There's only one granddaughter under my knee. I can't let her do anything, but I know I didn't fulfill my responsibility as an elder. You can deal with me according to the sect rules, and I have no complaints. I just want to save Xin'er's life and help her It's our Leng's pulse, the last child. "

Cold old man sobbed, and Tang Zongbo couldn't control his mood. Xia Shao handed him the handkerchief, and he waved and pushed it aside. It was difficult to calm his mood.

"Elder martial brother, Xin'er, if she's gone, let her go. My life will stay here, and I'll stay here..." the old man over 60 years old knelt on the ground and knocked his head heavily, which made him feel stuffy.

Tang Zongbo didn't speak, but looked at his former junior brother.

But just then, a female voice came from the door of the living room, "Grandpa, I didn't go. I just did what I should do for the cold family."

A digression

Celebrate that there's no power failure tonight! I'm afraid of the power failure these two days.

PS: ask for tickets ~ although this chapter may be a little heavy for many people, I still want to say: tickets, come to my bowl!