On the fifth day, I saw off the brothers who died, and there have been too many things that have happened recently, not that I don't respect them, I don't pay attention to them, but I really can't afford to pay them away.

Mo Tianyu and Ouyang Minghao took all their brothers to the funeral.

Not a single person was absent and late.

Standing solemnly in the open field, those heroic souls will rest in the new headquarters of the Wind Gate, guarding the Wind Gate.

The lives of those brothers stopped on that day, and there would be no more of them in this world, but their integrity would always be passed on.

The damper has been passed down from generation to generation!

The light rain that had been falling for two or three days also stopped on this day, and finally it cleared!

The morning sun always gives people infinite hope, and there is sadness, but it is not suppressed.

"Brothers, let's go!"

Mo Tianyu roared, then took out his gun and fired the first bullet.

Then the brothers behind him also took out their guns and fired into the sky.

The eyes of those men who were not afraid of life and death were red, and they fought through the rain of bullets together, struggling together in a cruel environment, and along the way, their lives have been fused.

Dead brothers, did you hear it?

That's a hymn to life!

The four irons of life: they have been through the window together, they have carried a gun together, they have prostituted together, and they have shared the spoils together, and the most iron of them is the brothers who have carried guns together.

The earth-shattering gunfire is a compliment to them, and the tears of grief are a remembrance of them.

If the anti-terrorist people hadn't come on that night that was supposed to start......

But there are not so many ifs.

They have really left, leaving behind countless wounds, but as brothers, they will definitely take good care of their relatives and will not let the living suffer a little grievance.

Red-eyed......

The woman and child on the other side cried.

It is the husbands of those women who are buried today, the fathers of those children!

How can you not be sad, how can you not shed tears?

But that's their faith, and to die for what they believe may be, there may be regrets, but they will never regret it!

What they can do is to take care of themselves, take care of their children, and not let them worry about another world, and they are mentally prepared from the moment they decide to marry.

Sad.

But there is no despair.

Those children are still so young that they may not know what death is, but they know that their father, whom they idolize, will never wake up.

I can no longer see them and hear them......

Xia Xinqi's eyes were also red, she finally knew what righteousness was, she would never forget those soldiers who blocked bullets for her brother, without hesitation or fear.

That's the positive energy of human nature!

"Brothers, we must take revenge, so that those people do not dare to attack again, only if we are strong enough and strong enough, then there will be real peace!"

Ouyang's voice was very resolute, with sadness and solemnity.

Xia Xinqi's eyes were red, looking at Mo Tianyu who was standing at the front, full of distress, but Mo Tianyu's efforts were also worth it, and his sincerity was also exchanged for the loyalty of all the people in Fengmen.

This was the first time she had a feeling of blood boiling, and she still liked this land red with blood compared to the flower world outside.

They all have a sincere heart.

There is blood, perseverance, and faith in this land!

The funeral was not very complicated, and the end was announced half an hour later, but the atmosphere lingered for a long time......

The people are gradually dispersed, because there is still a lot to be done today.

Only Suzaku and Qinglong were left in the huge cemetery, Suzaku clenched her fists, the hatred in her eyes was not hidden at all, she hated, hated, hated those barbarians who invaded the wind gate.

Because of those who should have been alive.

"Let's go."

Qinglong took Suzaku into his arms, distressed and blamed himself.

Because it was a funeral, she insisted on standing, only for half an hour, and she also had crutches, but it was also a torment for her, and now her little face turned pale.

The broken leg can't help but toss like this.

But no one can stop her stubbornness, Qinglong understands, so even if she is distressed, she will not stop her.

Suzaku didn't speak, and the tears had already sunk into Qinglong's clothes......

Qinglong didn't give Suzaku a chance to resist, pressed her to the wheelchair behind her, and walked back slowly, his chest was slightly cold, he knew that it was Suzaku's tears.

That strong little woman cried today......

He knew very well what Suzaku was thinking, how should he comfort Suzaku?

Soon he was back in his room, and Qinglong lightly placed the Suzaku on the bed, as if the Suzaku would shatter if he moved too much.

Now she is a porcelain doll and can only be held in the palm of her hand.

This is not enough, and it hurts......

Squeezed a hot towel to Suzaku to wipe his face, and his fingertips accidentally touched the delicate skin, smooth as jade, and the cold temperature reached his heart.

"It's cold?"

How can it be so cold? There seemed to be no temperature on his face.

Suzaku shook his head, but he was in a bad mood, and the cold ice in his heart had extended to his body.

Take away the towel and bow your head......

It was an action she couldn't help but make, just to comfort her wounded heart.

Qinglong kissed the seductive red lips, now this woman has finally been branded with his mark, and this woman will finally be his own in the future, and there is no need to worry about someone snatching the little woman who is regarded as a treasure one day.

But at this time, he was still cautious, Suzaku was still injured, and he didn't want Suzaku to be injured.

The bad thing is that the woman who was pressed under him was very uncooperative at all, staring at the big eyes of the water and spirit, no matter how good Qinglong's psychological quality was, it couldn't be sweeter.

This woman is maddening.

But what can he do if he falls in love with such a woman who doesn't understand the amorous feelings?

"Suzaku, stop thinking about those things, it's all over, we have to live well!" Qinglong let Suzaku lean into his arms.

That should make her feel better.

At least it won't be that cold anymore......

"Do you think we shouldn't be together? If ......" Suzaku's voice was muffled, this time they won, but they also lost a lot of brothers.

So she is also an accomplice.

"It's not your fault, no one is wrong, anti-terrorism has been eyeing us for a long time, our existence has threatened them, they already know the specific location of the wind gate, so even if we don't get married, they will find other opportunities to weaken our strength."

Speaking of which, he was not in a very good mood either.

It was also his brother who died.

But he is a man, not only can he not let himself collapse, but he also has to comfort his wife.

Suzaku just nodded, but his mood was still heavy.

"Don't be sad, we have to continue to live, and the wind gate must continue to exist, and there will be such a vicious battle in the future." Qinglong's voice suddenly changed a little.

After life and death, he can not care whether he lives or dies, but he can't watch his brothers and friends fall and be indifferent.