Gao Wu Arrives

"Old man, An Hui is gone, Jiang Xun is gone, too, too, are you going to leave us too?" Someone stepped forward and took Fu Cheng's hand while walking in a sad tone. Said.

Lin Feng saw that the old man's body became stiff, his face turned dark, but he quickly recovered, coughing, weak and exhausted, said: "Life is impermanent, and one day we will all leave. There is no need to be too sad and sorrowful. "

"Old man, do you remember that we used to chase the goddess of our race together when we were young..." An old man stepped forward, reminiscing about the past and uncovering some dark history.

Or it's not black history, it's love history to be precise.

Lin Feng was a little surprised. He had never mentioned these things before. At this moment, he raised his ears, and in the mouth of the old man, he gradually painted a picture of several teenagers chasing a young girl in his mind.

It's a pity that the girl had already died, and she didn't come out of the cave world alive.

At this time, more elderly people came forward, talking about the past with great emotion, and some even talked about emotions, crying and choking.

People who did not know the truth of the matter came to meet the Fucheng. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help crying. The feelings of these predecessors are really good, but it is a pity that the gods do not fulfill their wishes........

I don't know how many people are lamenting.

On both sides of the road, men and women were in tears, and many people even cried.

Lin Feng's expression became more and more weird, because he noticed that Father Fu Cheng's face was so dark that his whole body was shaking.

Someone also noticed this scene, and quickly screamed, so that all the old men don't remember the past again, because, sad!

People think that Mr. Fu Cheng's current situation may not be good, so it is better to not disturb those sad things.

But Lin Feng felt that it was not necessarily the case, the old man was afraid that he was angry.

After a while, everyone finally came to the top of the mountain. Under the gaze of many people, Lin Feng and a few old men entered the cave. Someone wanted to leave, but was caught by Mr. Fu Cheng @手硬生生.

The old man looked at this person, smiled very gently, and said: "My brother talks more, after all, I am running out of time, right?"

"Woo..."

Hearing such words, some sentimental women in the distance covered their mouths, and Dou Da's tears slipped down on their delicate faces.

Sadness also appeared on the faces of many men.

People think of words such as confidante desperate, heroic twilight and so on.

However, Lin Feng clearly noticed that Tai Fei's expression was a bit stiff when he was firmly grasped by the old man. He secretly tried to retract his arm, but it was useless. The old man's hand was like an eagle's claw, clasped tightly. live.

He laughed awkwardly.

In the end, a group of people broke away from the gaze of the onlookers and walked into the cave world.

Then, the style of painting changed suddenly.

At the last moment, brothers and friends were respectful, the atmosphere was sad, and the heroes were late.

As a result, when he really entered the cave sky, the old man's breath changed drastically, from the original sickness to the spirit and full of vitality.

Moreover, the old man Fucheng slapped someone's head and yelled in full anger: "His grandma is a leg, what do you mean, curse Lao Tzu to die sooner?"

The "slap" slap was as loud as a whip drawn in the air.

Tai Fei didn't dare to speak back, but he laughed and changed the subject: "I knew you were all right!"

At this time, other people also spoke one after another, very proficient in rounding off the field and changing the topic.

However, the old man did not eat this set, he started directly, and cleaned up one by one.

A heart-piercing scream suddenly sounded.

Outside, people haven't dispersed yet. After vaguely hearing the movement from the cave sky, they immediately looked at each other. Then, everyone froze like thunder struck——

"Is the old man dying?"

Otherwise, how could there be such a stern cry?