He was sad about the death of his nameless grandfather, and what hurt him was that his sister and sister were arrested, but he couldn't do anything about it, so he could only watch it deadly, but what was the use of watching?

At this time, the villagers of Hongxia Village appeared in front of Jiang Hai, from Jiang Ming's death to Jiang Ling and the others being taken away, it was only half a stick of incense. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The villagers looked at Jiang Hai, who was constantly struggling, and called two strong young men to lift Jiang Hai and come to the slope of the hill.

The villagers looked at Jiang Wuming who was lying on the ground motionless, and their eyes were sad, and most of them were silent there, and a sad aura spread around.

There is a close friend of Jiang Wuming, who knelt on the ground at this moment, touched Jiang Wuming's body and cried bitterly.

"Lao Jiang, your partner left early, because of that incident, you had the idea of seeking death, I can't persuade you, if it weren't for your son, you would have died a long time ago.

Now, you finally have the faith to live, but you haven't lived enough, you just went, you let me ...... How can you bear it......"

"Yes! You told us not long ago that you had a name, and when we were shocked, you said that you had a grandson, and we were both shocked and envious at that time, but now we ......"

"Also, when you used to steal wine and drink with us, you gave you the way, and how happy we were then, and now, we can no longer go with you to steal wine and drink.

Lao Jiang, wake up quickly! As soon as you wake up, even if I sell the house, I will invite you to have a drink......"

"Old Jiang, do you remember? When my father was seriously ill, because he had no money for treatment, it was you who sold the house to give me the money, brother, but you left so early. ”

"Lao Jiang, when I fell into the dung pit, you saved me, if it weren't for you, I would have been without me a long time ago, and now that you go, even if I sell the house, I will give you a beautiful burial!"

"Now, only your grandson is left, Lao Jiang, don't worry, we will definitely take care of your only grandson."

Although the villagers talk more and more outrageous, they are from mountain villages and will not take care of those, but this is precisely the expression of true feelings, and some people may not understand, but this is indeed true feelings.

There are some things that you can only know how to cherish when you lose them.

Finally, under the kneeling and pouring of the villagers, two hours later, this indirect funeral was ended, saying that it was indirect, because Jiang Wuming was not directly buried at all.

Instead, at Jiang Hai's strong request, Jiang Wuming's body was left to Jiang Hai to deal with, and except for Jiang Hai, all the villagers left and returned to their respective homes.

From beginning to end, Jiang Hai never said a word, and when he left tears, he just knelt aside and watched sadly.

Jiang Hai knelt beside Jiang Wuming's body, he took out some white cloth from the space bag, wiped Jiang Wuming's body clean, and changed him into a new set of clothes, still kneeling.

He raised his right hand and pressed it on Jiang Wuming's cold chest, and with a wave of the source qi in his body, suddenly, when the cold light dispersed, Jiang Wuming's body slowly formed a thick ice crystal.

The ice crystals were well formed, and a transparent ice crystal coffin wrapped Jiang Wuming, Jiang Hai touched the ice crystal coffin, and a trace of coolness came, this coolness was very cold, as if it had frozen Jiang Hai's heart.

Jiang Hai has long been numb to the pain from his body, and at this moment, he is very seriously injured, his face is very pale, and he is very weak.

As evening passed, night fell, and a strong wind blew in the sky.

The strong wind blew, and layers of dark clouds appeared, and the surroundings were black and oppressive, and the five fingers could not be seen.

As time passed, the dark clouds were suppressed, and the thunder roared, but when I heard a loud bang, when this sound passed through the sky, the rain the size of a grain of beans fell mercilessly.

As the first drop of rain slapped on the ground, when the dust on the ground was raised, the rain behind followed, and as the rain fell, bursts of noise sounded.

The cold rain cooled Jiang Hai's heart, he looked at Jiang Wuming in the ice crystal coffin, as if he felt Jiang Wuming's cold, he kept the coffin and pressed it tightly to his chest.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, thunder and lightning, from time to time across the sky, the tears of the river and the sea and the rain are mixed together, slowly sliding down from the cheeks of the river and the sea, the tears and the rain are mixed together, and it is impossible to distinguish whether it is tears or rain.

At this moment, the rain that keeps falling from the sky is more like a rain funeral!

Jiang Hai knelt on his legs, holding the ice crystal coffin, and at this moment, in his mind, he was thinking about everything about Jiang Wuming.

Jiang Wuming didn't say much, but he loved Jiang Hai very much, and whenever Jiang Hai thought of Jiang Wuming secretly helping him change the quilt at night, his heart would hurt inexplicably.

Thinking about it, he thought of Jiang Ling and the others again, and in the middle of the night, he was so immersed in memories, when the rain was obviously a lot less.

Jiang Hai's eyes were red and dry, he only felt that there were no more tears in his eyes, he was in a hurry, he only felt a pain in his eyes, and a drop of blood flowed out from the corners of Jiang Hai's eyes, and when it fell, it was diluted and dispersed by the rain.

At this moment, Jiang Hai's eyes were dry, and there were no more tears, the blood that flowed was blood and tears, and it was blood that replaced tears.

The pain in his eyes made Jiang Hai close his eyes, and he, drenched in a small amount of rain, fell asleep holding the coffin.

Time passed, and one night passed, and the rain slowly stopped, and day and night were replaced by day.

In the mountains and forests ahead, on the leaves, due to the rain at night, drops of water that have not dried up slowly slide down and drip from the leaves.

Jiang Hai's eyes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, these eyes, when they were full of bloodshots, looked ruthless and indifferent.

Hidden under the indifference, there was endless sadness, his mind sank into the space bag, and the coffin he was holding was directly put into the space bag.

Then, he slapped the space bag again, and a pitch-black sword appeared in his hand, and after blasting the ground out of a deep pit with this sword, he threw Jiang Wuming's rotten clothes into the pit, and filled the pit again, piling up a grave.

After doing this, he took out a pitch-black big sword from the space bag, this sword door panel is the size, he took the black sword from before, carved a few words on the big sword, and inserted it in front of the grave.

At this moment, the pitch-black big sword is like a tombstone, facing Remnantxia Village, and there are a few words written on the big sword, and those words are, Jiang Wuming's tomb! Jiang Haili.

After doing this, when he patted the space bag, a handful of pills appeared in his hand, and after he swallowed the pills, his eyes were red again, as if he remembered something, and tears were about to fall again.

He knew that those two people were coming for their own pills, and he was already vigilant enough at that time, so he didn't take out the magic weapon, nor did he take out the pills, but just took out some jade bottles containing the pills.

But he didn't expect that because of some jade bottles, the Jiang family was ruined, which made Jiang Hai feel a strong sense of remorse in his heart, and he should have gone in person when he exchanged for living materials.

And, as long as you are more vigilant, you can avoid tragedy.

At the same time, he also figured out a lot, the old man who looked like a number of corpses was originally led by him, and since he discovered the immortal assets of Jiang Ling and the others, he began to calculate.

He wanted to wait for his death so that he could save Jiang Ling and the others, but due to Jiang Le's desperate obstruction, he forcibly blocked the plan of the old man with a dry corpse, which made the old man have to take action.

Thinking of this, Jiang Hai's heart became colder and colder, and his eyes became more and more indifferent.

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