: Luoshui is not muddy, Xinxiang Anlaiyue (52)

[Chu Luo went to the bed and sat down next to Shui Yun, "Grandpa."
Shui Yunyun looked at his grandson, "Do you think you made a right or wrong decision?"
Chu Luo paused for a moment, apparently did not expect the foreign guild to say a sentence so directly.
But now that my grandfather has said it, I don't want to go around with him.
"Grandpa, Mian Mian sacrificed a lot for me." Chu Luo said quietly.
"And you let her sacrifice in one day, it becomes meaningless." Shui Yunyun said straightly.
Chu Luomu opened her mouth slightly and did not open her mouth, because she did not know how to refute.
"I know that the relationship between you and your grandmother has a great influence on you, but this is not the reason why you choose to give up on yourself." Shui Yunyun said in a sound.
Chu Luo bowed her head, her body was a little tense, and thought and said, "Grandpa, I just want to make the lives of two people normal."
"So now, is it normal? Are you happy or Mian Mian happy?" Shui Yunyun's voice was a little low, obviously unhappy.
Chu Luomu finally stopped speaking.
"Baby, coming to your step today is no longer the one you want to quit, the world will give you a stability." Shui Yunyun said, reached out and held Chu Luo's muddy wrist, and then said: "You have no way back."
"Grandpa, let me think about it."]
Before he left home, his grandfather talked to him about this issue. He knows what An Xinyue is doing these days.
From the moment the Siberian Tiger appeared, he knew that he had made the only wrong decision in his life.
Then the Siberian Tiger is the one thing he did before he went back. Since he came up because of his wrong decision, now he has to pay the price for this wrong decision.
He will let everyone who ravages this land know that he is still clumsy, and no one wants to move any hand on this land.
Deep in the mountains at this time, the injured Siberian tiger still had gauze on his face. There were five people in the shabby house. They were wearing the same training uniforms and were wiping the pistol in their hands.
"Did Chuluo exit? Why is he still there?" One of them said angrily.
The Siberian tiger held the medicine bottle in his hand and looked at the green potion inside, thinking about everything on the battlefield. Chu Luomu that person, he didn't seem to have face to face, just heard it.
It just didn't occur to him that he could pull the tide by himself, it was indeed a personal thing.
"If we knew he was still there, we wouldn't take the domestic line at all. Is he now being followed?" Another said.
"Probably not. He is staring at Zhou Biao, but Zhou Biao is dead." The man sitting next to the Northeast Tiger looked up and looked at a few people, "So we need to send H2 to the old man as soon as possible."
The other three nodded, except that the Siberian Tiger had not spoken.
"Tiger, what's wrong?" The man asked.
"It is said that nobody targeted by Chu Luomu can leave the border." Amur Tiger said slowly, "Because he withdrew, we chose the convenient domestic line. I did not expect the ship to be capsized in the gutter. There are only five days left, and we must leave the country within four days. "
"This Chuluo is really so powerful?" The person who had not spoken finally spoke.