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Murong Chuchu sat on the handrail on the edge of the beacon tower, and the sea breeze kept raising her long black hair, like a black waterfall that was constantly changing shape under the invisible giant hand.

Although, on the coast now, according to Huang Bo's observation of the direction of the wind, there is almost no hope that he will actually be able to wait for a ship that occasionally comes here. But in Murong Chuchu's heart, he was not looking forward to the ships that came to find her one by one.

I don't know why, either because of Yue Xiaofei's commitment to love, or because Yue Xiaofei likes to be brutal, or because he can't say anything. She just believed in her heart that if it was possible, then he would definitely come to find her.

Although, the watchman who came here almost every night, when she returned to the tribe, turned into a hidden lovesick loss, hope was never lost in her heart.

Because this is the person who can attack the palace at all costs for love. is also the young general who also led the army to leapfrog for love.

"Or, he's doing what he's supposed to do!"

Murong Chuchu understood what kind of person Yue Xiaofei was, he could not give up his love, nor did he give up his love for the Chinese people, and the final result would definitely be confusion. And this person who will fall into confusion at any time may be the real reason why their sisters love him.

"A real man! Isn't that reason enough? Wait for me, wait for me to come back to you! ”

Murong Chuchu looked towards the sea, and sent out the strongest thoughts and the most sincere promises with his heart.

She had heard from the tribe that after crossing the great island to the east, she would reach a continent. If you continue east across the bay, you will end up with a narrow strait separated by small islands (Cape York), from where you can reach the red-haired people.

This is also the main reason for Murong Chuchu's transformation of the tribal lifestyle. First, to give Luan's father and son and Huang Bo a reliable place to live, until she can return to her lover, and then send someone to look for them.

In her heart, Murong Chuchu did not plan to leave here with Huang Bo or the Luan family's father and son, after all, this place was still a paradise, and the journey she was about to embark on would be an unknowable fate. In any case, she would not have taken the two old men and Luan Ping on the road.

After all, this journey of unknown fate is completely out of the love in her heart, and it is precisely because of that unforgettable longing that she will choose so.

"If you love, fall one by one!"

The sound of heavy footsteps sounded on the ladder, listening to the familiar footsteps, Murong Chuchu didn't need to look back, she knew that these steps were the man she could only say "hug qian".

Speaking of which, Luan Ping is a good young man, although he is a little weak. Others, whether knowledge, or temperament, are good choices for girls.

"Chu Chu...... You...... Do you have to leave? ”

Chu Chu didn't look back, if Luan Ping called her name in normal times, she would definitely lose her temper. But she didn't do that today, she just tried to slow down her tone.

"Brother Ping!"

Hearing Murong Chuchu's title, Luan Ping's throat was blocked for a while, just listening to this title, he already knew what Murong Chuchu was going to say when he came down, and her tone at this moment was completely as if she was explaining the aftermath.

"Chu Chu! You don't want to leave, okay? These were the words that Luan Ping had almost mustered up all his courage to say.

"Brother Ping, you don't understand! I have to go. After I leave, you have to practice the kung fu I taught you, and please rest assured that if I return to Shenzhou City, I will definitely send a boat to pick you up. …… Take care! ”

When he said the last sentence again, Murong Chuchu seemed to turn his head intentionally or unintentionally and looked at Luan Ping. After just a moment, he turned back and said no more words to the sea, as if he were just a watchman who was attentive and unanimous.

Luan Ping seems to know that this is his last chance, as his father said, if he doesn't grasp it well, then he can't blame others anymore.

Luan Ping came behind Chu Chu and stood quietly. The fingers of both hands rub each other together as if they were twisting silver needles on a daily basis. It was as if he was undecided, or that he didn't dare to blaspheme not only all, but even the goddess in his own heart.

"Alas!"

After moving his arm a few times, he slammed his hand on the railing beside him with a wave of his hand. The feeling of loss and pain in his heart, the feeling of powerlessness almost instantly disintegrated the heart he had prepared for the day.

Even he had a premonition that he would never see Murong Chuchu again, a pair of hands that grabbed the railing, and the tighter he gripped it, as if he had to crush it to relieve the sourness in his heart.

"Look! Look there......! ”

Murong Chuchu, who had been sitting on the railing, suddenly pointed his finger at the sea and shouted!

Her voice was completely devoid of the calmness she used to face difficulties and dangers, as if something had turned her into a little girl in an instant.

Her cheers, her joy, and her joy shattered the last glimmer of hope in Luan Ping's mind into stars that would never appear in the sky on a rainy night.

Luan Ping's eyes looked confused, he didn't know if it was the rain or the tears that poured out because of his unwillingness, in short, he just couldn't see what Murong Chuchu was cheering for!

In the confusion, I can only see a huge light, rising into the sky in clusters. and burst into a larger and brilliant light in the sky.

"Brother Ping, you better go down, this beacon will burn down in a while!"

Luan Ping stood there motionless, as if his soul had been lost, as if he wished to burn to ashes with this beacon of hope.

Murong Chuchu poured the gunpowder he had removed from the revolver onto the firewood.

Although the gunpowder had been soaked in seawater, and although when it was removed, a little water had seeped into the outside and formed a solid shell, but there was still some powder inside.

Except for the firewood that had been soaked in animal fat, these were almost all of Murong Chuchu's hopes.

"Smack, smack...... Pop, snap ......" in the collision between the fire sickle and the flint in his hand, a little bit of light lit up. Maybe it was because of the humidity, or because of Murong Chuchu's eagerness and shaking, but the beacon tower was never lit up.

I felt that Luan Ping, who was weak and weak, leaned against the pillar supporting the ceiling behind him, and his heart had been broken into pieces, like catkins, floating in the night breeze in this rain-filled night.

Looking at Chu Chu's eagerness, a smile actually rippled at the corner of his mouth, and that smile implied evil no matter how you looked at it.