Attending the banquet, Sanskrit Yin didn't bring much Ling Jing, but just put one behind him. The sky was clear, everyone was panicked, and although her ears were not very bright, she also heard the movement, and turned to look behind. As the thunderstorm subsided, she was amazed, wondering what was going on.

Click, a small white pebble was thrown from afar, Sanskrit waved with one hand, turned his back to his back, and caught the pebble with dexterous fingers. Suddenly, all of a sudden, Sanskrit sounded stiff, as if it had been struck by lightning, and his eyes widened! Her face began to twitch, and the slight numbness of her fingertips spread all over her body. No one around noticed her strangeness, but she herself was already in a godly shape. The corners of her mouth twitched, and she struggled to turn her stiff body in every step. She used all her strength to restrain her uncontrollable expression and make others look fine.

Fanyin turned her body and looked to the west of the main hall, where a person slowly walked towards her against the flames of the setting sun. Her mouth was now wider and wider, her eyes were dazed, and then her mouth opened and closed tremblingly, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of love, and she pulled her lead-filled legs and walked towards the center of the hall, getting closer and closer to the man. Ten meters, eight meters, the tip of Sanskrit's nose is red, the eyes are sour, and the mouth makes a painful sound due to excitement. The last distance, Fanyin saw clearly, ran and threw himself at the man, the man was burly, strong and capable, the moment he saw Fanyin running, his strong body was shocked, tears gushed out, and he spread his arms. Fanyin jumped on the man with all his strength, he grew taller, changed his appearance from before, and became thicker, Fanyin didn't need any strength for fear that he wouldn't be able to hold his shoulders.

"Ahh Fanyin wept bitterly, hugged the man's body, grabbed his shoulders, wrapped his hands tightly around his neck, and his body had long since left the ground. The man was an eight-foot strong man, with arms like steel, but at this time, he was as young as he was, and he unloaded the strength and strength of his whole body, and tightly hugged Fanyin's waist bones to protect her left and right. Sanskrit cried bitterly, her fingertips clasped her fingertips around his head, dug into his thick hair, clenched tightly, and did not let go. The people present were surprised and stunned, and they didn't know why, but looking at the appearance of the two of them, they only felt that they were also contaminated by this sadness, and they didn't say a word. Sanskrit only felt half a lifetime of pain burst out.

She cried, resting her head on the man's shoulder, leaning against it, and finally a voice came out of her mouth, and she said dumbly, "Where have you been? Where have you been?"

The man hugged Fanyin, tears poured tears on her shoulders, gritted his teeth and insisted, "I'm back." ”

Sanskrit heard his voice, clear, intimate and intimate, as if in his previous life, warm as the most blazing sun in this world, and like his skin, bronzed and hot, warm and unrestrained. The Sanskrit sound finally came out, and tears poured down.

"Do you know how long I've been looking for you!How long have I been looking for you!Ten years!Ten years!Where have you been!Where have you been!Why don't you tell me!'" Sanskrit said loudly, in a mournful voice. Some of the people present burst into tears when they saw her like this, and Nan Fuyao burst into tears, but he didn't know how. Chilu's eyes were red, and he muttered, "What's wrong with the boss of our family." ”

"I'm a bastard! I'm useless! I've made you suffer all these years! I'm damned!" the man shouted. Not far behind him, a group of young soldiers in dark purple military uniforms suddenly dropped, and the one with the most courage tilted his head to look at his fierce lieutenant general, not knowing why. But he was afraid of his divine might, and he didn't dare to make a mistake, one by one he was still standing upright, and after a while, he couldn't help but stretch his neck and look ahead.

"You're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense!" Sanskrit desperately hung his back, not letting him talk nonsense. After a while, the two gradually calmed down, and the man held her like a doll that he couldn't put down, and Fanyin slowly got up, came to him from his arms, and looked at him. The two looked at each other, just wanting to see through each other. Fanyin held his face, square and square, unchanged at all, but it was stronger, more angular, and the green stubble on his cheeks was very similar to his father, which was very piercing. Fanyin looked at him, and the corners of her mouth glanced down again.

"Xiaoyin. ”

"Hey. ”

Lei Luo lightly called the nickname of Sanskrit, and Sanskrit responded with it, crying and laughing.

"Where have you been all these years?" said in a soft voice, his head resting on his chest again. A hand gently touched his shoulder, and the two fell silent again. Fanyin cautiously, probing his shoulder little by little, inch by inch, and when he reached the position of his palm, Fanyin tapped his fingertips and pinched each of his fingers.

"Does it still hurt?" Fanyin said distressedly, and Lei Luo's originally broken arms grew back for some reason.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. Thunder fell back.

"Put me down. Sanskrit said.

"Don't want to let go. Lei Luo said. Fanyin Chu smiled, but Lei Luo still let her down. How did the two of them before, the north in the hall saw it clearly, and his heart fluctuated, but he could bear it, but just now the thunder fell this sentence "I don't want to let go." "It's really like a thunderbolt, which makes the North Hells deafening!

Sanskrit fell to the ground, and the other hand searched for Lei Luo's left arm, she held his hands and looked at it over and over again, and finally said: "Lei Luo." I miss you so much, you know?"

She hasn't mentioned this name for ten years, but she keeps it every night. The thunder fell on the iron-boned man, and the tears were left. Sanskrit smiled bitterly, looking at his hands that had grown again for some reason. Lei Luo looked up to the sky, crying embarrassed but happy. Fanyin lowered his head, but his hand stretched up, came to him, wiped it gently, helped him wipe off a handful of snot, and didn't mind holding a hand, rubbing it on the side of his pants. Two people are like one person, and they can understand every move without their eyes.

"I wanted to be cool!Who knew I would make such a mess when I saw you!!It's not cool at all!" Thunderfall said shyly.

"Fool, don't I know what you look like, what's so cool with me?" Sanskrit said softly, then pinched Lei Luo's ear with his hand, and gently squeezed it, just like when he was a child, but he was reluctant to exert himself.

Fanyin looked up at him, back and forth. Stretched out his hand to rub his cheek, wiped away his tears, smoothed his hair, and helped him brush off the wrinkles on his military uniform, over and over again.

"I'm a lieutenant, but I can't be sloppy and make people laugh. Sanskrit said, tears streaming down again. Lei Luo hugged her into his arms and said affectionately: "I will do my best all my life just to return to you." Happy birthday, Xiaoyin. "It was his attention that changed the day of the feast of the nations.

"Lei Luo, I will wait for you all my life, look for you all my life, I only wish you safe and sound, and meet me again. Sanskrit was in tears.