Chapter 109

Naval mausoleums, tombs everywhere, no imagined gloom, no imagined terror, some are just bright and righteous.

On a small hillside, a brand-new cemetery appeared here a few days ago.

At this time, in front of the tomb, a homeless man with broken right arm and full of beard and slag was leaning against the tombstone, filling wine one mouthful after another.

The tramp's eyes had lost their focus and his face was numb, like a dead man. There was only one instinct left, that is, drink and drink again.

He wants to paralyze himself, because only in this way can he make up for his mistakes.

"Drop... Drop..." imperceptibly, the paralyzed cheek has been wet.

"Gudong... Gudong..." his face turned red and couldn't help it. His throat was burning like a fire, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

"Wow... Wow... Wow..." like opening the sluice, the big man lay on the ground and kept wailing.

"Why... Why..." his head hit the ground heavily, his face was full of tears, and the rest of his left hand was constantly knocking on the ground, and the heartbreaking cry was more comforting.

"Blame me, blame me... I'm not a good teacher, a good husband, nor a good father..."

He buried his head in the ground and cried, "Why are you still alive, why don't you die, why don't you die..."

Angina pectoris, the whole cemetery, only the desperate voice of the big man.

"PATA... PATA..." a burst of footstep sound, slowly stopped in front of the big man, looked at the heartbreaking pain cry, couldn't help but spread the green tendons in both hands and knelt heavily on the ground.

His face was pale and couldn't help crying. Until this time, Xuanye still couldn't believe that the little star who loved his teacher's mother and worshipped him would die.

Heart twitch, colic unbearable, looking at the gentle smile and naive smile on the tombstone, Xuanye couldn't help it any more. He held his hands on the ground, and tears kept falling to the ground.

Pain, like being dug and scratched by others, made Xuanye's head blank with despair and hatred.

"I don't believe it's true, I don't believe..."

Raised his head and roared. Xuan night was like a desperate ghost, but the reality forced him to accept it.

Maybe he heard the cry of Xuan night. The man who was lying on the ground raised his head. What came into his eyes was the figure that had already disappeared.

"Ha ha... I dreamed again..." there was still no light in his eyes. The big man only thought it was a dream, because his disciple died a year ago.

Dead, all dead. Disciples, wives, sons and students are all dead, but they are still alive.

"Night, I'm sorry. I didn't protect you, your Shiniang and your younger martial brother. It's all Shifu's fault. Are you complaining about Shifu, so you came back to see me..."

"Don't worry, master will accompany you soon!"

With a look of despair, the big man has sprouted his ambition to die. Perhaps for him, death is the only way.

Can't bear it, he really can't bear it, because his heart has died and collapsed. Now what is alive is just a corpse without soul.

"Master, I'm back!" his eyes were red and tears were constantly flowing. The scattered hair was messy at this time. For the reason of going on the road, Xuanye was even more embarrassed.

"I know that my favorite disciple is back. If you resent the master, resent it!" he still didn't believe it. Zefa was bleeding in his heart and thought it was just a dream.

"Night, do you know? Your martial mother and younger martial brother died in front of me, but I was powerless. When you died, I didn't even see your last side. All this is my fault. I don't know what else I can do when I live..."

"What should I do, what should I do..."

At a loss, zefa cried. The pain in his heart almost tore his heart and lungs.

"I shouldn't live anymore." suddenly, zefa's face was cruel, raised his left hand, dark, and knocked away at his head.

Obviously, he wants to know himself.

"Bang..." came forward, Xuan Ye was full of tears and grabbed Ze FA's left hand. In the former's unbelievable eyes, he showed a smile. "Master, I'm still alive, you and me."

"Night... Impossible, it's impossible, you're dead... You've..."

As he spoke, his dim eyes began to shine. Zefa stared at his big pupils, and his only left hand nervously touched Xuanye's face, because he was afraid it was a dream.

Moist, but very warm. At that moment, zefa's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Alive... You're still alive..." cried with joy and hugged Xuanye heavily in his arms. Zefa was like dreaming and cried again.

"Yes, I'm still alive, I'm still alive." they hugged zefa tightly and cried bitterly.

Dozens of minutes later, in front of the tomb, the master and apprentice calmed down.

"Shifu, tell me who killed Shiniang and younger martial brother. Even at the ends of the earth, I will break him to pieces." with hatred on his face, Xuanye can't wait to get revenge.

"Edward Weibull."

With the same hatred on his face, zefa said the name.

"Edward?" Xuan night's face was gloomy and his heart was deep, but even so, he would not give up revenge.

"What's the relationship with Edward Newgate?" his face was murderous. Few people may know Edward Newgate, but no one doesn't know his other name.

White beard, the strongest four emperors in the new world, is known as the strongest man on the sea.

"He claims to be the son of white beard. His face is five or six points similar, and the weapon he uses is also a young knife."

"Five or six points are similar. It's certain. I don't care if he has anything to do with white beard. I won't let him go!" he was angry. At this time, Xuanye couldn't care so much. Even if he was unreasonable and extreme, he wouldn't let white beard go.

"Shifu, even white beard can't leave you. Why would Shiniang and younger martial brother..."

Finally, it is also the most confused place of Xuanye. You know, even if zefa can't compete with white beard, it can't be so without backhand. What's more, the other party is just a pirate with no reputation.

"At that time, I had only four levels of strength!" he was distressed and regretted.

"What the hell is going on?" Xuan Ye's face was gloomy.

"I'm poisoned." he pinched his fist and looked at Ze Fahong.

"Poisoning!" his eyes were cold, and Xuan night began to doubt. "Master, you mean someone poisoned the food on the warship!"

You know, even if you go out, zefa will bring the third Navy cadets, because you can experience it at the same time, that is, there are not only zefa family, but also thirty or forty cadets in the new period on the warship.

"Well!" nodded and zefa said, "but they are all dead. Only the four of us are still alive."

"Four?"

"I, Kim, Ian, Binz, they're still in a coma."

"Who are they?"

"My student," said zefa in a deep voice, "it can't be the two of them, because in the battle, if they didn't fight hard, Xiaojin and I might have died."

"By the way, my arm..." reaching out to hold half of the lost arm, zefa said with his teeth, "there is more than one murderer."

"Master, you mean there's another man besides Edward Weibull."

"Well, although I don't know who it is, I only noticed a silk thread at that time, and then my right hand lost feeling."

"Silk thread!" his eyes opened violently, and Xuan night's anger could not be solved. "The account on the shampoo islands has not been calculated, but he dared to come out. I think he has lived enough."

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