Chapter 79 (1/2)

When mother Xuan was secretly happy, the rain fell from the sky and happened to fall beside her.

Mother Xuan could not move, could not speak, and her eyes turned rapidly to express her anxiety and incomprehension.

”I ran into it on the road. You should need it?” Feng Qing's voice came from outside the house.

”Thank you.” Gu Guan said.

”You're welcome.” Feng Qing paused and asked, ”when shall we leave?”

Gu Guan thought, ”tomorrow, I can't go today.”

Feng Qing said ”OK”, some perfunctory and some unhappy.

Gathering all the enemies, Zhang Shaoxuan abandoned Luoyu and mother Xuan and dragged one into the house.

”No, no, let me go, let me go.”

The falling rain twisted her body. Without Yuan Li, she was unable to resist Zhang Shaoxuan.

”Bitch, let go of Miss Ben. Do you know who miss Ben is? Do you know who miss Ben's father is?

I tell you, Miss Ben is a disciple of qingxuanzong, and my father is an elder of qingxuanzong. Miss Ben ordered to release Miss Ben now. If not, let my father know that you hurt Miss Ben and have good fruit to eat. ”

Zhang Shaoxuan turned a deaf ear and calmly pulled people into the house.

After a while, the sound from the room became more and more subtle until it disappeared.

Gu Guan didn't catch up and watched Zhang Shaoxuan fall into the dark abyss.

At night, Zhang Shaoxuan came out with a cuckoo wrapped in a mat.

Zhang Shaoxuan ignored Gu Guan and went straight out of the house to the gloomy forest.

At the edge of the forest, there are towering tombs, where Zhang's ancestors have been buried for generations.

The cemetery was cold and evil winds were blowing. Zhang Shaoxuan put down the cuckoo and dug a pit with his bare hands.

Zhang Shaoxuan dug for two hours and dug out a decent pit, just suitable for Rhododendron.

When Zhang Shaoxuan was about to bury the cuckoo, Gu Guan called Zhang Shaoxuan, waved, and a coffin appeared out of thin air.

Gu Guan said, ”use this.”

With tears in his eyes, Zhang Shaoxuan choked his thanks to Gu Guan.

When the cuckoo was buried, Zhang Shaoxuan wailed with the cuckoo's monument.

Gu Guan stood aside and didn't think Zhang Shaoxuan was exaggerated.

Du Juan gave Zhang Shaoxuan all her kindness and tenderness in her life.

A person who has done everything for you suddenly dies. Do you cry or don't you cry?

If it were Gu Guan, Gu Guan might cry into a dog.

The morning light was slightly dew, and Zhang Shaoxuan staggered up facing the rising sun.

A new day, a new beginning.

People can't come back to life after death. Zhang Shaoxuan silently accepted the death of cuckoo.

Back in the cold home, Zhang Shaoxuan picked up a stick and hit the falling rain gently and slowly.

At the beginning of the period, the rain didn't think so. Did Zhang Shaoxuan tickle her with this light stick?

After a long time, the stick still fell on the same part, which was red and swollen, and a large area of bruise spread outward.

The rain wailed and begged Zhang Shaoxuan to give her a good time.

Mother Xuan roared, ”smelly boy, stop now, or I'll kill you.”

Zhang Shaoxuan turned a deaf ear and waved his stick stubbornly.

Gu Guan looked at it for a long time and admired Zhang Shaoxuan's endurance and means. Since he could think of such a way to torture people.