(Asahi Dragon Blood, I don't dare to move, I don't dare to move, haha, thank you.) ）

Lao Sun is on the verge of dying!

But the person still didn't lie down, just a little trembling, and the reaction after exhaustion.

"Haha, I really asked for it, but it's really cool, it's been a long time, cough cough!" Lao Sun coughed up some blood foam, "It's been a long time since I've been so cool." ”

After Lao Sun said this, his spirit began to trance.

I thought a lot, the trees of Huaguo Mountain, the peaches in the sky, and the food and warmth of the world.

I thought of my master, my friends, many people, and the stone I had at the beginning.

I thought of it, the good-looking Zixia palace maid, I thought of Hou Qing, who had a pair of long legs, and even those simple female monkeys at the beginning.

"Haha! I'm going to die. "Lao Sun knows a saying from the earth that when people want to end their lives, all the experiences will be like a movie, and they will be played out in an instant.

Among them, your happiest and your most painful will be played, and in the eyes of outsiders, you will feel that it is long.

Lao Sun couldn't help but wonder, is it that in this life, you are playing with your mobile phone, eating delicious food, or vomiting blood like now, it should be a memory before death, but you feel too long.

"Haha, you're going to die, what else are you going to be a scientist. "Lao Sun has returned to reality.

Looking up, looking at the interstellar storm that he had created, and then looking at the dead planet under his feet, Lao Sun suddenly felt a little lonely and even more afraid, because he might die in this corner that no one knows, no one knows, there will be his body here.

"Looks like I'm really not going to be able to do it. What are you doing with all that, haha, I am a stone, born without bringing it, and dying with nothing...... Wow!"

This mouthful of blood, Lao Sun couldn't support it anymore, knelt on the ground, knelt on one knee, one hand also lived on the ground, the golden hoop rod had been cracked, lying next to Lao Sun, there was a flash of light, like a beating heart.

But as soon as the dwelling hand touched the ground, it shattered, from the fingers to the elbows, and directly shattered, like a small cracked cannonball.

Lao Sun crawled directly on the ground.

Then I tried to look at the broken arm, and remembered, this is the arm that rushed to the front, and I was holding the end of the golden hoop.

Lao Sun just looked at it, and the light in his eyes began to beat a little.

"I don't regret anything, I hope he will show up when he should appear, I hope he will ......"

Before Lao Sun finished speaking, he had already fallen into a coma.

This time, the heavens were blinded, no one came to save him, and Lao Sun hadn't notified anyone, and he didn't have time to notify anyone.

In deep consciousness, Lao Sun returned to Huaguo Mountain, and there was no more oppression, no more those things that were angry and strong, and no more the five-fingered mountain that fell that day.

He is a monkey, a monkey with parents, no longer jumping out of a stone, no longer having to cross the sea to learn art, no longer having to lead any monkeys, no longer being the Monkey King, being the Monkey King, because everything is full of happiness.

Until one day, the old monkey felt that his end was near, and so as not to grieve his offspring too much, went to the beach alone.

Blowing the sea breeze, watching the waves, the tide comes and goes, what rises and what goes out!

The old monkey lived a happy life, and then, like a stone, passed away.

Suddenly, the old monkey opened his eyes again.

"Is this what you want?!" the old monkey smiled.

This sentence made the comatose old grandson wake up suddenly!

"This is what I want, but I can't get it, so I want others to get it, I will protect them, so that they will not experience ...... again" Lao Sun once again knelt in place, looking up at the barriers that never seemed to exist.

"No more pain, sorrow, sadness, trouble, even, giving my life!"

Lao Sun gritted his teeth, slowly, little by little, again, stood up!

At this time, it seems that the wind has risen, and the blood-red cloak flutters again!