Chapter 2028: 3.474 memorial service

Chapter 2028 3.474 Memorial
The fat man licked Mata's cheek several times, "Does it hurt? Does it hurt you?"
"I'm going! You let me see, you don't hurt!" Mata calmed down from shock, stretched out her hand and twisted back.
"Duanmu, am I not dreaming?" Zhou Dan twisted his thigh secretly, then opened a pair of eyes.
This student, this student is going to ... God!
Everyone managed to come back to their souls, and once again fell into the terrible news of "Girl Joe holding a secret place".
"Wow! It's so delicious here!"
Everyone: ...
Specially, this shameful child, everyone was originally intoxicated with the scenery and was roared down by Qi Xuanxuan so few voices, and the mood was gone.
Yang Xirong turned her head and looked at Qiao Mu, "My Qiao Qiao, is it true what you see?"
"True!" Qiaomu nodded, holding one hand of Yang Xirong and touching a peach tree in front of him. "Uncle Er, feel the breath of life?"
Feel it! Yang Xirong was both excited and emotional, and more full of joy. She took the child into her arms and patted her on the back. I didn't expect it ... "
With this mystery in hand, what else can Jojo be afraid of, even if there is a strong enemy coming in, at least there is a place to hide.
Xiao Qiao in her family has such a big chance, no wonder the repair is soaring so fast.
What other ghost realm are you looking for in Brinset?
This place, Qiaoqiao, is a pure natural spiritual realm.
"Uncle Er, I'll take you to a place."
"Okay, okay." Yang Xirong nodded again and again, and a thin tear of joy burst into her eyes.
Her Qiao Qiao Fuze is profound and a child of great fortune. Master Jiuquan learned that she would surely laugh three times.
"You follow me." Qiao Mu took Yang Xirong's hand, moved with an idea, and brought a group of Sisters and Masters of Shui Shui to the Taoyuan where the flowers are everywhere.
Facing the peach blossom forest, Taoyuanpo is surrounded by a circle of clear water and flowing.
The is covered with flowers and green grass, and the fragrance is pleasant.
A lone grave, an frozen coffin.
When the disciples saw it, they couldn't help tearing up in tears, and they all cried forward, crying one after another, kneeling down one by one before the grave.
Wu Chen glanced at the prince somewhat unclearly.
But when he saw him standing far away from a peach tree, he looked down, looking at Qiao Qiao's thin back.
At this moment, Mo Lian couldn't help it.
He thought that more than three years ago, the little guy picked up the bones of her uncles and sisters one by one and picked them up one by one. He didn't know how long it took her to build this lone grave.
The little figure appeared in front of him, piled up in front of the grave, was in a daze, silently wept, scratched his head, and cried until he lost his voice.
A piece of pantothenic acid in my heart was uncomfortable.
"Oh!" A sound that broke the wine jar made Mo Lianwu relieved from the chaotic mood.
Looking up, I saw Yang Xirong holding a bowl of wine in his hand and toasting with two hundred Shenshui disciples.
The belated commemoration was being carried out in silence.
The crowd drank their necks and drank, listening only to Qiao Mu whispering, "Today is drunk, and Yang Fan will set sail tomorrow. Live up to the ancestral gate and create a great future! We will wait for the glory of heaven, and we will wait for the comfort of heaven."
"I'm here, Zongmen is here !!!"
(End of this chapter)