Chapter 567: Let go of the zombie, I'll come

Anyway, he has to be good and wait for her to show up.
But he didn't wait for her.
The big red wedding dress in the coffin was still bright, but the man who could wear it became a dead bone.
He froze, staring at the dead bones in the coffin without blinking.
The picture of holding her in the coffin seemed to be yesterday. Yesterday, she asked with a smile, if he wanted to come with her once in the coffin.
But now there is only one dead bone in the coffin.
He stared into the coffin with a pair of eyes, he felt that he was dazzled, he imagined that she would return to the next moment, and smiled at him again and again.
He fancied that her eyes were silky, and he squeezed his hand on his chin to compliment him: "Your smoke is really good-looking. For you, I have persisted till now."
But until tears burst into her dry eyes, she still couldn't sit up again.
He fell to the ground, watching the dead bones in the coffin, and suddenly crawled on the edge of the coffin and wept.
Like a child who is ignorant and fearless, crying without fear and tearing his heart.
He should have known that zombie cultivation was drought in the end.
All the zombies did not dare to make any changes in front of her and let her be slaughtered.
Because she is not only high, but also high-level zombies, those zombies will tremble when they see her, and it is normal for them to resist.
As soon as the drought broke out, there would be more zombies and more natural disasters. She must know that those zombies and natural disasters are her own, so she told him to "retreat."
On that dog food day, the rain was pouring, not because of a big demon who appeared, but because of her death.
These things are so clear and clear that he should have thought of them.
When he cried to the end, he wiped away his tears, climbed into the coffin with a sigh of relief, and carefully hugged her: "Hong Yan, I'm sorry, I'll be with you so late."
He pulled the lid of the coffin with the other hand.
She glanced into the lid and froze slightly, and the handwriting she drew with her nails was still there.
She wrote on it: smoking a cigarette, which I had lived in the first half of the year, was very unwilling when I died. I never thought that one day I could see the sunset in the desert, the rain and rain in the south of the river, and the spring.
All my wishes are fulfilled by you, no regrets in this life!
I ’m lying here. I miss you the most. I do n’t know how sad you are when you see me. I do n’t want you to be sad. I ca n’t comfort you any more. I think of you, but It ’s a pity, but it ’s dying to stare, smoking, I really hope that when you see me, you will be full of gray hair, that way, you do n’t have to be too sad. , Dead Tong, we are actually very beautiful.
He traced the words she wrote over and over with fingers, and tears flowed unknowingly.
Closing the coffin board, he hugged her and closed his eyes: "Hong Yan, I'm not sad, I'll stay with you."
A murmur, no more breath.
He was frozen outside for three days and three nights, and Ben had only one last breath. He could see her in this breath and climb into that coffin. It was a miracle.
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The head of the Nandou faction entered the cave under the eyes of the public and never came out again, and gradually became a big unsolved mystery of the Nandou faction.
As a result, the Nandou faction often comes up with young talents. The first thing is to try to open up the back hills to solve the mystery of the disappearance of the head.
It wasn't until one day that Tiandao favored the young man to open the large array, led the people of the Nandou faction into the cave, passed five levels and cut the ground, and finally went to the tomb room and opened the old coffin board. I saw a pair of bones embracing inside.
An elder person argued that the man was wearing the red coat that he was wearing when he disappeared that day.
In the arms of the head, it must be his wife who has disappeared for many years. Everyone thought that his wife had left the house and left the head. It turned out to be dead.
After a few weeks of respectful worship, they all withdrew from the cemetery and set up a stele for the head and his wife outside the tomb.