Chinese Wu Dawei's voice was still very awkward. No matter who you are, you haven't spoken for 20 years, and your brain has been hit hard, and it's already a good thing to be able to speak.

The first thing he did was talk about Wu Qi and Wu Fan's mother. Wu Qi and Wu Fan's hearts suddenly twitched, they were both very nervous and didn't dare to interrupt.

They expect to hear answers, but they are afraid to hear answers they don't want to hear.

“…… Someone was killed, and the man's lips were the same as mine...... Never mind. Wu Dawei said slowly in an awkward voice.

He had only been able to say twenty or thirty words before he began to deplete rapidly. After all, his body has always been very strong and bears a large load, and now after the blood flow returns, the huge load still exists, but the body has no corresponding bearing capacity.

"Didn't you kill my mother?" asked Wu Fan nervously. Wu Dawei shook his head.

"Who is it?" Wu Fan's eyes burst into flames, how could he not be angry when he killed his mother and made his father look like this.

"Live well...... Go down. Wu Dawei said a few words vigorously, raised his long arm again, and stroked Wu Qi and Wu Fan's face, infinite love.

Wu Dawei's eyes shone with satisfaction. After all, when he was dying, he could still see his son.

"Mei, ......" The light in Wu Dawei's eyes began to dim. Wu Fan and Wu Qi wept bitterly, the biggest pain in life is not the loss of relatives, but the loss of relatives, but there is nothing to be done.

Soon, Wu Dawei's eyes closed, and his body, which was originally hot, began to become normal, and then became cold.

Zhao Qianzong thought that his father, the Fire Phoenix classmate, was likely to help the abuse back then, so he couldn't help but scold fiercely, and then punched hard and smashed it on a tree.

"You can't be resurrected from the dead. Xu Bu said. Here he is the oldest, naturally to speak, these young people, have lost their claims.

When he said this, the meaning was very simple, that is, he wanted the two brothers to quickly get out of their grief and continue to live.

Hua Jitian found a house, the one where Ke's remains were kept, and asked Wu Fan and Wu Qi to move Wu Dawei's body in.

"We'll talk about it tomorrow. "Flower pole heavenly way. He wanted to calm the hearts of the brothers. Wu Fan and Wu Qi were still in tears, they also knew that it was impossible to drag on like this, so they nodded and agreed to Hua Jitian's proposal.

Crying and mourning in the countryside always come to cry, make trouble and hang yourself, crying my relatives, don't go, but when the old man is alive, he doesn't care.

If nothing is born, nothing will die. In fact, this kind of thing doesn't need to be pretended, but most people are doing it.

Hua Jitian, Zhao Qianzong and others walked out of the room, found chairs and tables, and sent them into this house, Wu Qi and Wu Fan thanked them.

Four people sat in the room, keeping watch. After a while, Niu Er and Zhen Meili brought wine and food, and several people ate and drank like this, chatting occasionally.

From time to time, people from the Heavenly Gate came in and saluted Wu Dawei's body, and Wu Qi and Wu Fan got up to return the salute.

Mei Renwei also took the time to visit. He is not the one who mends the Heavenly Gate, but the authority to progress, Hua Jitian did not close it for him.

Song Jintong, the seventh Zhou Dynasty who had a good relationship with Wu Fan, also came to guard for two hours, and was persuaded away by Wu Qi and Wu Fan.

In the second half of the night, Wu Qi said: "Hua Jitian, you go and rest." Hua Jitian nodded, and then got up with Zhao Qianzong.

When Hua Jitian was about to leave the house, Wu Qi said thank you, Hua Jitian nodded again, did not speak, he did not say no thanks.

At this time, Wu Qi and Wu Fan's politeness is a must, but Hua Jitian's politeness seems hypocritical.

Brother is like that, I can't replace you in pain, but you need it when I'm there. In reality, it was already the second half of the night, but in Lingtian, it was still daytime.

Although the light in the spiritual field will change slightly, it will always be daytime. Hua Jitian and Zhao Qianzong did not go out, but walked to the small lake, watching the big white fish playing in the lake, the carp jumping the dragon gate, the little hairy monkey applauding on the shore of the lake, the big loach drinking, Xiao Po and the same as children, sleeping anywhere when they are tired of playing, holding a chicken leg and napping.

"Do you need to hold a ceremony?" asked Zhao Qianzong.

"It shouldn't be necessary, I think Wu Qi and Wu Fan may not want a giant ceremony. But it still depends on the opinions of their brothers, if necessary, let's find some old people who specialize in dealing with this kind of thing, it is estimated that Xu Bu is an old man, and he doesn't understand wool. "Flower pole heavenly way.

"Xu Budu is a technical maniac, and he definitely doesn't understand. Zhao Qianzong smiled and said. They discussed it for a while, but they still had no clue, so they could only wait for tomorrow.

Young people always lack some experience in dealing with birth, old age, sickness and death, but they need to learn, and then they grow old, and so on.

The two of them are out of the secret realm. Zhao Qianzong went to the base of Mending Heaven Gate, and Hua Jitian returned to his house.

When he slipped the slippers, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He took off his clothes directly, went into the bathroom to take a bath, and after washing, he wrapped a bath towel and went into his bedroom, but he was startled.

Bedside lamp in bedroom, on. There was a person on his bed, wearing a shorter pajamas, exposing his white slender wrists, and beautiful snow-white little feet, sleeping whirringly, and it seemed to be very sweet.

On the floor next to the bed, there is a round bronze tripod. Ding is Kui Long Ding, and that person is Wang Xiaomei.

The rest of the girls, Xie Yanzi Pang Ya and Jiajia and others, their pajamas are all just right, but Wang Xiaomei is growing her body, and her pajamas often seem to be one size shorter.

No wonder Hua Jitian felt wrong. Because Wang Xiaomei's shoes at the door are messy. Wang Xiaomei often put one or two pairs of shoes here, and Hua Jitian didn't pay attention to it at first.

Wang Xiaomei suddenly frowned and snorted. Hua Ji Tian stepped forward to touch it, and Wang Xiaomei's body was cold and frozen.

Wang Xiaomei loves to kick the quilt when he sleeps, and now the weather is getting hotter, but he is still cold when he only wears pajamas and does not cover the quilt.

"My little aunt, why are you here?" Hua Jitian covered Wang Xiaomei with a quilt. Wang Xiaomei seemed to feel that someone was there, opened her eyes, and saw Hua Jitian, a little skeptical, she rubbed her eyes and said, "Am I dreaming?" Hua Jitian said angrily: "What do you think." Wang Xiaomei grabbed Hua Jitian's hand, rubbed it a few times, and then opened his mouth and bit Hua Jitian's arm.

"Well, not a dream. I had a fight with my grandfather, so I came here to sleep. Wang Xiaomei pulled Hua Jitian to the bed, and then hugged Hua Jitian's neck.

"What are you doing?" Hua Jitian was in a hurry, and he was covered with just one piece, a large bath towel.

"Sleep. Wang Xiaomei closed his eyes. Wang Xiaomei has always been conscious, and Wang Xiaomei is still in a half-asleep state.

"I'll change my clothes first. Hua Jitian felt two balls of peach-sized things, soft and comfortable, and directly messy.

"Hmm. Wang Xiaomei thinks that he should wear pajamas when he sleeps. Hua Jitian got up, took out his underwear and pajamas from the cabinet, and turned off the bedside lamp.

The black lights in the house were dark and dark, and with Wang Xiaomei's eyesight, he definitely couldn't see it, and Hua Jitian didn't go out to get dressed.

He put on his panties and pajamas.

"I'd better go and sleep in that room. Hua Jitian said and walked out.

"No, I can't. Wang Xiaomei said.

"Okay. Hua Jitian reluctantly agreed. Actually, he didn't want to go to another room either. When he lay on the bed, Wang Xiaomei came over, lifted the quilt and put it on Hua Jitian, and the two were in a quilt.

Wang Xiaomei's body has a faint girlish body fragrance.

"It's too hot, stay away from me. Hua Jitian gently pushed Wang Xiaomei. Wang Xiaomei said no, but instead had to inch in, and put her legs on Hua Jitian's body, her smooth little feet, on Hua Jitian's calves, made Hua Jitian feel a strange feeling.

This little goblin is too abrasive. Hua Jitian hurriedly recited the thirteen-style mantra twice before calming down and falling asleep.

At dawn the next day, Hua Jitian woke up, only to find that Wang Xiaomei had woken up, but she didn't move, and was still pestering Hua Jitian like an octopus.

Fortunately, the pajamas of the two are intact, otherwise something might have happened.

"Wake up. "Flower pole heavenly way.

"Hmm. Wang Xiaomei's voice trembled a little, but he didn't move. Hua Jitian was suddenly embarrassed, pushed Wang Xiaomei away, hunched his waist out of the bedroom, and entered the bathroom.

Half a day to come out. Wang Xiaomei laughed on the bed, her face was a little red, and Kui Longding rose and disappeared into her body.

Hua Jitian went out to buy breakfast, and after the two of them finished eating, Wang Xiaomei changed his clothes, and then went out to school. When she went out, she jumped on Hua Jitian and kissed her fiercely, and Hua Jitian smiled bitterly.

Listening to the sound of Wang Xiaomei going downstairs, he entered the Lingtian and walked to the house where Wu Dawei's body was placed.

"Is my father's body still useful for studying bloodline?" Wu Qi and Wu Fan asked. Cat flutter Chinese