"My senior brother died on the banks of the Luochuan River. I heard people say that it was still freezing cold at that time. Now I often think, was it cold when senior brother died?"

……

"Actually, I shouldn't hate the old man Huang Daoling back then, although I would have been the real 'Zhaohua Wushuang Pei Qingzhou' without him. If he can come back, I really won't argue with him about these trivial things It's a small matter..."

"Senior Huang Daoling, he—"

"Shut up!" Pei Chao's tone was fierce but he couldn't help crying.

Tantai Shuhe was very embarrassed: "Okay, okay, my king shut up, my king shut up."

Tantai Shuhe, who had nothing to do, went to Luoyuan to see the boundary monument of Huangquan.

Chu Lingxiao was worried that he would follow in the end, dressed in black.

Tantai Shuhe still showed his collapse.

"I know you are here. In the final analysis, this illness is still my fault. I shouldn't blame you. Can you lend me a hug? Really, I can't hold it anymore."

"Don't look at it, a man's tears cannot be seen by others."

"……it is good."

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