Even if her baby cub can't see her, so what, as long as she can see the cub.

The soul of a human soul does not exist or anything, and now the situation is similar to the situation when she was chasing stars.

She could see Qin Shi from various channel platforms, but Qin Shi didn't know that she was alone.

But so what, as long as she saw that he was good, she was satisfied.

Now it's just a return to the way it was then.

It doesn't matter if it's a person or a soul, I think Qin Shi won't relax!

The nineteen mentality is simply so good that it is perverted.

Xiao Chuyan stayed in the mourning hall for a day and a night, and Nineteen accompanied him for a day and a night.

In the early morning of the next day, several family members followed Mu Fei Liuhua into a dream.

Under Mu Feiliu's command, the family members slowly closed the lid of the coffin and nailed the coffin to seal the coffin.

Xiao Chuyan's expression was very calm, and there was no brilliance in his eyes, like a pool of stagnant water.

Nineteen stood beside him and stretched out his hand to hold Xiao Chuyan's hand virtually, just like when he was in the small courtyard of the farmhouse.

Suddenly, Xiao Chuyan's fingers curled slightly, as if he was holding her back, and turned his head to look at where she was standing.

Nineteen felt his heart, which had stopped beating, skip a beating twice.

What are the cubs looking at?

Isn't she looking at her?

No, who can see her now.

Xiao Chuyan's gaze only stayed in the direction she was standing for two seconds, and then retracted her gaze without waves.

Look, I can't see her, it's because she's thinking too much.

Nineteen thought about it, but there was still a little disappointment in his heart.

The family carried the coffin out of the mourning hall, and Xiao Chuyan silently followed at the back of the team with a sword.

The team left the Alliance Leader Mountain Villa and headed straight for the back mountain.

Nineteen obediently followed behind Xiao Chuyan, like a small tail.

The coffin carrying team walked halfway up the mountain, and an old man with kind eyebrows and white hair came to him.

The old man stood sideways on the side of the path and let the coffin carrying team go first.

"This son ......"

Just as Xiao Chuyan passed by him without squinting, he suddenly stopped Xiao Chuyan.

Nineteen couldn't help but tilt his head to look at him.

This person is a fairy wind and bones, and he looks like a master of Taoism.

But she doesn't remember that there is such a character in the drama "Flying Flowers Like a Dream".

Nineteen was looking at him, and he was looking over to Nineteen.

The old man had a smile on his face, quite a little unfathomable.

Nineteen inexplicably felt in his heart that he had seen through it.

Startled by his own thoughts, Nineteen shook his head in self-denial.

No way, no one can see her.

Xiao Chuyan's footsteps paused, but he didn't stop, and still followed the coffin carrying team.

Seeing this, Nineteen hurriedly followed.

The husband, who was ignored, was not annoyed, and smiled kindly: "Childe, there is someone behind you, no, she is no longer human."

The soles of Nineteen's feet slipped, and one stumbled and fell to the ground, and this fall, she rolled all the way from the halfway up the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

Nineteen, who was sitting at the foot of the mountain, was crying with a sad face.

If she didn't bring this, she would have become a ghost, why would she be so unlucky.

Nineteen climbed up.

It's not fair, it's not reasonable at all.

Other people's souls are floating around, why is she floating like this!

Except for the fact that the body is lighter, nothing else has changed.

By the time Nineteen climbed up the mountain exhausted, the old husband was gone, and the coffin carrying team had arrived at the cemetery and was burying the coffin.

How do you feel about watching yourself buried...... It's amazing.

The more the soil was buried, the more it was laid, and after a while, a small grave bag was piled up.

Nineteen clasped his hands on his chest and stared at his small grave.

This tomb looks quite shabby, not happy!