WTO Accession Chapter 10 The Past of the Cissé

Fu Shouren looked at the prince quietly for half an hour......

The sick man hung his head, closed his eyes and knelt on his knees, for a long time, and the smell of blood in the air lingered for a long time, becoming more and more pungent.

Behind him, the girl's breathing was subtle, but even, but the second uncle in front of his knees fell down from exhaustion, and the third uncle not far away, his distorted face was full of unwillingness and pain, and he was unharmed.

In their view, in the imperial city, no one is fake, no one is not a flower in the fog, and the ideal and reality are destined to be as abyss as the sky for him.

A Chinese face with white temples and wrinkles, brown eyes with a little less rhythm and more vicissitudes, the untied long skin is also black and white, the cheeks are surrounded by stubble, a long burgundy scar squirms on the left side of the face, and the whole person seems to have run under the wheels of wind and dust.

Fu Shouren never thought about how the second and third brothers left so suddenly, he imagined the final fate of his three brothers, but the fate was often unsatisfactory.

"The ...... of the Son" He can always grasp his emotions, continue to force each other according to his intuition, and there is no way back, which is the way of life of the Son.

"......", "cough ......" Xia Yi slowly raised his head, his eyes looked at the sun without light, tearing and hurting.

"Uncle...... I've thought about death more than once, and I'm alive because your presence constantly reminds me of the meaning of existence, but now, that apology, powerlessness, gets deeper and deeper with time......"

"Uncle, maybe... It's not like that......"

Fu Shouren looked at this young adult, and his heart ached, they interfered too much in the choice of life......

"The ...... of the Prince"

The voice was light and earnest, and Xia Yi smiled.

"Uncle......" Xia Yi had two more lines of tears on his face, but he smiled as naturally as ever......

"That way, this king chose ......" wiped away tears, and his sickly face was more shiny.

Fu Shouren was in a trance for a moment, followed by a salute, and the sudden ecstasy suppressed the grief.

He knew that the prince had finally let go of the morality in his heart and recognized their so-called 'life'.

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"Shizi, there is a grass temple at the foot of the mountain in front, according to the itinerary, Liushan Daoren and Li Zhen and his party can only get out of the city in the afternoon, and they still have to wait for Liushan to detoxify Miss before they can ......"

"I know, I don't need to say more......"

Fu Shouren stopped suggesting, watched Xia Yi pacing at the scene for a long time, turned the second brother over, brushed the eyelids of the third brother, and kowtowed to the two three times, and the fragile body made the forehead break in the second stroke, and did not raise his head for a long time after the third stroke.

No one knows what his expression is when he buries his head in the ground, only knows that when he picks up his sister and stands up, his face is the prince of Subei, the standard coldness.

"Second brother, I'll arrange for their corpses. ”

"The funeral form is exempted, and the spiritual seat is placed in the Zhongxian Hall. ”

"Understood. ”

"That...", "And so on. Xia Yi looked at Tianyou, "That young man in black is my benefactor and our benefactor, can you understand this?"

Fu Shouren originally classified Tianyou into the ranks of the people in black, but as soon as Shizi said it, he looked hard and stroked his chest, "Shizi, this person is still alive, but he is too injured......"

Comfort flashed, Xia Yi said: "No matter what, save his life for me." ”

Fu Shouren nodded, and in the next second, he put Tianyou on his back and led the prince to the grass temple at the foot of the mountain.

Several traces of repair in the grass temple are very obvious, but the enshrined stone Buddha statue began to break off at the lotus throne with its neck, and now only the lotus seat and the seal gesture without the thumb are recognized.

Take out the flannel cloth from the devouring ring and spread it on the ground, put down Tianyou and Miss, and give Tianyou a few good pills.

"Shizi, do you recognize this benefactor's clothes?"