Chapter Seventy-Two: The Death of the Sparrow

Bu Xiu slowly walked out of the corner, and said expressionlessly: "I've seen the head of the Feng family." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Feng Guan looked at Bu Xiu, his eyes condensed.

He actually gave Feng Guan a sense of danger! This danger did not come from himself, but from the feeling that he... It's a lot like someone! But who it is, Feng Guan doesn't have any impression.

Feng Guan laughed and said: "Okay! Sure enough, the hero is a young man! Today my son is very happy, it is not appropriate to learn, I will reward you with rune treasure shoes first: chasing the moon a pair, I hope you will make persistent efforts." ”

"Thank you, Master Feng. ”

Buxiu retreated to the corner, indifferently changed to chasing the moon in public, and then said nothing.

After some greetings and excitement, the two finally achieved a good thing after three bows and six bows.

But just when Feng Guan announced that everyone was talking freely, there was a sudden sound of noisy fighting outside the hall!

Feng Guan's face was solemn, and he slowly spoke: "There are still people who dare to make trouble in front of me." ”

"Shan Huang!" the troublemakers shouted in unison outside the hall: "Shan Huang!

"Bold!" Feng Guan snorted angrily and stood up.

When the troublemakers heard this, they all vomited blood and were no longer able to stand! Feng Guan's right hand was raised lightly, and a fiery dragon that filled the entire hall shot out! The hall was suddenly as red as an incinerator The students all used their true strength to resist with great difficulty.

Just as the fire dragon was about to devour everyone, a light suddenly burst out like a match! Everyone only felt a pain in their eyes, and by the time their eyesight was restored, the fire dragon was gone!

"Light magic. Feng Guan muttered.

Everyone walked out of the main hall with Feng Guan, only to see a pitch-black coffin lying outside the main hall!

No wonder Feng Guan was ruthless!

Feng Guan's eyes flashed slightly, he glanced at Feng Qian, and said with great majesty: "Qian'er, this matter will be handled by you, and you must not fall into the prestige of my Feng family." ”

"Yes!

Feng Guan nodded, took a deep look at Buxiu, and then left in the air.

Buxiu seemed to be unconscious, still expressionless, holding a bottle of grapes in his left hand, and feeding Xiao Hei unhurriedly.

After Feng Qian respectfully sent his father away, he stepped forward steadily, smiled and asked, "But Miss Shan Que? I don't know why Miss Shan Que behaved like this? Do you know that even if you have great reasons and grievances, it is definitely a dead end." ”

The single finch is draped in linen and wears filial piety, his head hangs slightly, the brim of his hat covers most of his face, just looking at his figure and chin, he is actually a peerless beauty!

She stood behind the coffin, her thin body trembling slightly, which was pitiful. Gently wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Shan Que finally spoke:

"Do you know how my mother is?"

Feng Qian didn't answer, but turned his head to look at Shan Huang. He clearly understood the background of the two, and he was not asking him.

Shan Huang raised his head proudly and asked lightly, "How?"

Shan Que didn't make any moves, and asked lightly again, "Do you know who is in the coffin?"

Shan Huang chuckled and said, "Who is it? Could it be my mother?"

Shan Que was silent.

Everyone watched the two silently, pondering rumors about their relationship.

Shan Huang's face changed, he looked at the silent Shan Que, trembled and asked, "Could it be... She... This... No way... It can't be..."

Bu Xiu looked at Shan Huang's instantly pale and bloodless cheeks and lips, patted Xiao Hei lightly, and put the gold bottle into the space belt.

Shan Huang knelt beside the coffin, crying like rain.

As delicate as a pear blossom, the listener is sad, and the listener is broken.

Feng Qian stepped forward cautiously, and after bowing to the coffin, he comforted Shan Huang softly.

"Do you know that my mother is in charge?" Shan Que looked at Shan Huang and asked again.

Shan Huang lay in Feng Qian's arms and shook his head weakly.

"When was the last time you came home?"

Looking at Shan Huang, who was about to faint from crying, Feng Qian said in a slightly cold voice: "Enough." She..."

"Do you know what you can buy for the hairpin on your head?"

"That's enough!" Feng Qian said coldly: "Some little things..."

"Let's wait for her to finish. Buxiu finally spoke. Feng Qian turned his head to look at Bu Xiu, who was expressionless, and said, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Buxiu nodded.

A trace of anger flashed in Feng Qian's eyes, but he was suppressed in an instant and nodded.

"Do you know where my mother died?"

Shan Huang stopped his tears and looked at Shan Que blankly.

No one saw it, a trace of viciousness and shame flashed in her eyes!

"Do you know how much my mother's body is?"

Shan Que didn't wait for Shan Huang's answer, and said lightly: "My mother is almost old, she has been sick for seven years, and she is in pain. ”

"The family is poor. Do you know that my mother is a dirty picker, so why do you save money?"

"Do you know why, when you hear about your happy events, your mother is busy day and night, and the dirt is like a mountain?"

"Do you know that you haven't returned home for seven years, and your mother is anxious?"

"Did you know that my mother was sick and died of filth?"

"Do you know that you can buy the dirt of ten thousand mountains with hairpins on your head?"

"I... I've sent her a lot of money..."

"A lot of money, the bundle of copper coins you took with you when you left home and the clothes you had left?"

"Do you know that my mother is too old to work, why don't you go home?"

"Do you know that my mother... Why did you die?"

"For your wedding, my mother has saved half of her life savings for you, but she can't get an invitation from you for her hard waiting?"

"Because your mother will be ashamed of you, because your mother is not worthy of you, because someone once laughed at you and broke off the mother-daughter relationship?"

"You're broken. ”

But my mother didn't break it. ”

She knows that her family is poor, so she still insists on picking up dirt at an advanced age, in order to make your scenery beautiful today. ”

"Do you remember...... Mother's face?"

"Since you didn't send the invitation, I invited her over without permission. ”

It can be regarded as the fulfillment of her dying wish. ”

......

"Enough... That's enough... Enough, enough!" Shan Huang screamed, "I don't have any blood relationship with her! Besides, aren't you the same? What qualifications do you have to stand here in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner to mock me?!"

"No Bloodline ?......"

"She?" Shan Que still lowered his head and sneered, "Sarcastic you?"

"Did I tell any lies?"

"I have a clear conscience, but I regret the sudden death of my mother for the rest of my life. What about you?"

"I... I'm too..."

"You're like that, aren't you?" Shan Que sneered and turned into a smile, and continued, "Do you have a move?"

"You can keep crying. Cry a little sadter, a little more heartbreaking, a little longer..."

"So that you won't regret it, like this...... You are not the kind of unfilial son, in this way, everyone will still continue to pamper you, admire you, envy you, you are still the first beauty of the Holy Academy, your heart is still pure, and you are still the goddess that everyone longs for. ”

"In this way, the woman who is filthy to you will once again achieve your fame, and at the same time she will no longer exist in your heart, no longer the weakness that you have always feared to be exposed, no longer a burden to you, no longer a stain on your escape, and your origin, even if you are so low, can continue to remain on the altar. ”

On the contrary, she has become an incompetent, shameless poor old man who lives on her daughter, a poor old man who is pitiful but will not be cherished. ”

"Why aren't you crying?"

"There's no more tears, don't you? You think you can achieve the desired effect, don't you? It's disgusting. ”

"I know how you're feeling right now, do you want to kill me?"

Shan Huang burst into tears again and shouted, "No! Why do I think that?! You are my sister!"

"What about her? What about my mother? This poor woman, this woman who makes a living by picking up dirt, this woman who can't even save her own life, but still picks up the two of us, this woman who is hard-working, is she your mother?"

"Naturally, yes!" Shan Huang screamed, "She, Shan Hua, is my mother!" Shan Que cried loudly: "She will always be my mother! No matter how poor or dirty she is, it is also mine... Mother, do you think I really don't have heartache? Also mine... Mother..."

Listening to Shan Huang's tear-jerking cry, although Shan Que was a little surprised in his heart, he still said lightly: "Is it... Is... Disgusting acting skills. ”

"Where were you before?"

"What is your mother doing while you're crazy about enjoying everything?"

"Listen, there are people all around me who are scolding me. Shan Huang, you are amazing. ”

Shan Huang trembled and got up, walked towards Shan Que step by step, gently hugged Shan Que, and cried and said, "I... I... I really love her... Sister..."

The single finch trembled slightly, and tears gently slipped down her cheeks.

"I... It's true... Loving you guys... Now, even if ...... She's a slut. ”

Shan Fei's body trembled violently, and he pushed away Shan Huang, who was holding her.

On top of the plain white robe, a blood-red flower was blooming rapidly.

Shan Que clutched his chest and looked at Shan Huang in disbelief.

Buxiu's eyes were startled, and he instantly came behind Shan Que, gently supported her, and treated her urgently.

Shan Que stared at Shan Huang without blinking, and then screamed with all his strength as if he had gone crazy: "Shan Huang !!!!!"

A trace of horror flashed in Shan Huang's eyes, but it was immediately covered by a strong hatred and madness!

"Hahahaha! I'll tell you, Shan Que, you, and that woman, are all sluts!

"A garbage who doesn't even know martial arts, what is she?! My body has the blood of a phoenix!"

"Did you hear me clearly?!Divine Beast!!Immortal Bird!!Bloodline of the Phoenix!!"

"That slut picking up garbage is my mother?!"

"Hahahahaha! She doesn't even have the qualifications to lift my shoes!!"

"And you, keep saying that your mother and mother are not also ugly trash?!a slut that no one wants!!hahaha......"

"Shut up!!!" Buxiu roared.

Shan Huang covered his lips in horror: