Chapter 2141: King of Pirates (End)

Chuzhen also felt that she could rescue again, so she decided to leave Ghost Island and go to land.
After all, the good guy card also likes land ...
The decision of Chuzheng was puzzling to the pirates. She left. Who will be the main agent?
Chuzhen never thought of this at all. Her mission has been completed. Whoever decides is the master ...
But it doesn't work.
She had to arrange for her to leave.
The eruption of Nishimatsu was rejected by Chuzen.
Zhuang Ping is not good at major events, and Miyun is very insidious and cunning.
But Miyun was not very happy to take over.
Of course, in the end, Miyun didn't accept it, so he had to accept it. Chuzheng left a letter directly to him, leaving Buqing and some pirates to leave overnight.
Miyun: "..."
Excessive! !!
The parties have not agreed yet!
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From the sea to the land, it took more than a month to get more and more symptoms.
Buddhism changed quite a lot. Before that, they were all well-behaved beside Chuzheng, as a beautiful and thoughtless pet.
Now I have an opinion and learn to take care of Chuzheng.
After landing on the land, Chuzheng asked about it, and he was a relatively famous doctor.
It's a pity to find it all the way, no one can say a useful way.
"According to the girl, the medicines you take are numerous and miscellaneous. Only the person who gives you the medicine knows that .... I can't do anything about my husband."
Look again?
Write a sentence lightly.
"Ah ..." The doctor shook his head.
Bu Qing still wanted to write, and Chuzheng held him and took out a piece of silver: "Thank you. Let's go."
"No, the old man didn't ... girl." The doctor chased out with silver money, and Chuzheng and Buqing had left in the carriage, and the doctor could catch up with both legs.
In the carriage, the boy lay on Chu Zheng's lap and looked stunned.
Chuzheng put his fingers on his back neck, and he groaned on his abdomen: "Where do you want to go?"
Bu Qing could not think of this intentionally. He shook his head, stretched out a piece of paper, and pointed to the address and name that had not been checked off.
There are several more, they can ...
"It's light, I don't want to waste this time." Chuzhen pulled the paper away, crumpled it up, threw it out of the car, stepped up lightly, and wrote the words "What are you doing?"
Chuzhen said gently: "I want to take you to a place you like."
"..."
Stepping lightly for a moment, slowly sitting back, hugging Chuzheng.
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Winter snow is gradually melting, green shoots are sticking out of the branches, Xiao Se's world is full of spring vitality.
Several carriages slowly drove down a mountain road.
The curtain of the carriage in the middle was opened, and the neat teenager looked on the window.
"Ahhhhhhh ..."
The young man heard the sound behind him, immediately lowered the curtain, returned to Chuzhen, and patted Chuzhen's back.
"It's all right." Chuzhen took his hand and held it in his heart.
Buqing didn't blink, and stared at her.
Chu Zheng was unhappy at him, and said angrily: "Looking at me like this, want to kiss me?"
Bu Qing: "..."
Nodded step by step.
Chuzhen raised his chin: "Give me water."
Buqing poured a glass of water for Chuzheng. Chuzheng took a sip, and leaned back slightly: "Come on."
Bu Qing: "..."
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The carriage stopped and someone knocked outside.
"Island owner, rest here today."
"... Um." A murmured voice came out of the carriage, listening a little wrong.
The questioner was surprised, the car door was opened, and the young man came down in a white cloak.
In the carriage, Chuzheng supported her head and leaned inside, her body covered with a thin blanket, and there was nothing unusual.
They didn't dare to look at it anymore, and quickly moved away to prepare things for the night.
Taking off his cloak lightly, he began to cook skillfully. After a period of exploration, he could already make a lot of delicious food.
When Chuzheng is not sick, there is actually no problem, he can run and jump.
So while eating, she got out of the carriage herself.
After eating, Chuzheng turned around in a circle, intending to lie back in the carriage and continue to be a salted fish. As a result, Bu Qing suddenly dragged her and pointed at the mountain.
"Want to go?"
I want to go with you.
"Go ahead."
There should always be people going up the mountain nearby, and it is not difficult to walk.
Xingyue Jiaohui, Shino stunned.
Bu Bu holding Chu Zheng lightly, slowly walking up to the top of the mountain, his eyes widened.
On the other side of the mountain, there is a village. At this time, the village lights are shining like a small cluster of firelights in the darkness.
Buqing laid the cloak on the ground, and the two of them lay on the ground, looking up at the stars in the sky.
Xinghui sprinkled in the eyes of the two, like a fine diamond, reflecting the vast galaxy farther away.
"Step by step."
Chuzhen turned to look at the people around her.
"Do you think you live real?"
Bu Qing did not understand.
"Do you feel like you are here and live a real life? Is there a sense of illusion? You don't feel like you belong here."
Stepping gently, Chuzheng's fingers, pulled over, and slowly wrote a few words.
--I belong to you.
Chuzheng was righteous: "Of course you belong to me. My problem is not this."
When meeting you ... I don't think it is true.
Hatsune: "..."
How did you meet me?
Give you another chance, say it!
I always felt that I was dreaming, and one day I woke up, I was still a slave of the Zhou family.
He was really scared.
One day when I woke up, I was still the slave who was bullied, and my life was unchanged.
I have never met her.
Chuzhen grabbed his hand: "I'm here."
Bu Qing tilted her head and smiled at her.
The wind blew across the hills, bringing the coolness of the night, and also the atmosphere of fireworks, the village lingering lingering tunes.
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Chuzhen's body is getting worse and worse, and there is almost no spirit at the back. Buqing guards him, his face is pale, as if he is sick.
"What if I leave like this?"
Step lightly bowed his head and did not respond.
She said she was afraid of her death, but he was also afraid of her death.
Bubu gently sucked his nose, raised his head, with a nice smile on his face, and passed the warm soup to Chuzheng's lips.
Bu Qing did not dare to be too far away from Chuzheng, and he would occasionally wake up at night. Check whether Chuzheng was still breathing.
Chuzhen was annoyed by him, and he almost choked him down several times.
If it weren't for her physical hardware, she would have been beaten like this!
On this day, Bu Qing didn't know why he slept a little, but the next day he got up and found that the temperature of Chuzheng was not right.
He froze for a while, but didn't move for a while.
Someone got up outside, and the sound of walking was awake, and he turned back, shaking his hand and reaching under the nose of Chuzhen.
The blood on Bu Qing's face faded, his eyes widened, and there seemed to be fog and tears flowing, but it didn't flow down for a long time.
He just hugs people and sits there.
The rising sun rose and the light gradually penetrated into the car.
Bu Qing and Chu Zheng did not go out for a long time, and they didn't answer when they knocked on the door. Some people felt strange and worried about what happened, and carefully opened the door.
Inside the car, the teenager sitting in the light and shadow embraced the person in his arms and wept silently, the picture was shocked inexplicably, and the people outside were stiffened.
They've seen many desperate, scared, and painful people, but ... they have never felt empathy for those people.
But they felt it here.
He cried without tearing his heart, but made people feel like he was being pulled all over, pain, sadness pouring out of his tears, drowning him.
Buqing sat for one day and one night, and the people outside were not afraid to move.
The third day.
Someone found that there was no one in the car, leaving only a letter and some silver tickets to let them disperse on their own, or return to Ghost Island.
Since then, no one has seen Buchan.
Many years later, pirates still prevailed at sea, and they restored their previous style. The only thing that remained unchanged was the black flag, which always floated at sea.