Bleak winds. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info blew lightly on the treetops. There was a rustling sound.

It's a tomb. Great grave.

There are no tombstones.

Because the tombstone is still in the hand of a man.

A man sitting on his knees. Four people standing.

The tombstone was in the arms of the kneeling man.

The autumn crickets in the field chirped, but they didn't know what it was singing.

Gu Yecheng hugged the tombstone and wept silently.

"Shouye ......" muttered loudly.

"How can you explain to your sister if you ask me to go back????" Gu Yecheng was out of tune: "How do you ask me to explain to your sister??? Your Yang family, just a male baby, what will you do if you call your brother-in-law in the future??? ”

Tears, falling on the tombstones, shattered into several pieces, fell to the ground, and dripped into the dirt.

What is greatness??? I'm sure you don't need to say anything, you will understand.

How can a living person not grieve for the deceased???

Although the four young men had already made an agreement with Yang Shouye, they also knew such a result, and they were mentally prepared, but when they saw the white silk on the sideburns of the half-hundred-year-old man being wet with tears, they couldn't cry.

One leaf, two leaves, leaves flying all over the sky.

A figure slowly descended in front of everyone in the leaf dance.

It is iron-based.

His eyes were devoid of their previous brilliance, extremely dim, and the corners of his eyes were shining with bright tears.

He didn't wear a mask.

We can be surprised to find that the iron sex and the young man from the fishing family surnamed Zhang look almost identical.

"Brother!" The boy choked and threw himself into Iron's arms.

"I'm sorry, I'm late......" Iron lips trembled, his voice hoarse.

Gu Yecheng's tears suddenly flowed down with this sentence of sorry, and he couldn't stop it.

Tie Xing gently pushed away his younger brother and took the tombstone from Gu Yecheng's hand.

Iron Nature sighed and said, "That's it." ”

With a slight tap, the tombstone was firmly anchored in the dirt.

The iron fingers flew like flying, and carved dense inscriptions on the tombstone.

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Or say that I have many demons in China, but which one of the people buried here is not my hero of China? The pride of China?

Or to say that our China is getting weaker and weaker, but who is buried here can't boost the prestige of our country???

With more than 100 people fighting against 1,000 people, dampening the arrogance of the Japanese pirates, killing more than half of the enemy, although defeated, who dares to say that there is no one in our country???

Hate only hates that there are still traitors in the country, and people are not as good as heaven, only tired heroes are buried in barren graves, and their bones are buried in other places.

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Sinner's Iron Pen.

When the last words fell, Tie Xing couldn't control his tears, and the tears hit the tombstone.

"Brother, those bastards," the boy choked up, "they... They... They took all the two hundred soldiers... It's all chopped up and put together, and... Still... Also let the dogs eat, we... We..."

At this point, he could no longer speak.

Iron eyes instantly turn red. Looking at his brother's wounded hands, he snorted angrily in his nose, and the person had risen into the sky and rushed straight to the direction of the beach.

Everyone was shocked, and although the young man turned pale with astonishment, he didn't dare to slack off, and he greeted him and followed away.

Only Gu Yecheng, who seemed to be dying, and the three children of the fisherman family were left to guard the heroic mound of the Chinese soul.

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"Yo~~~ Uncle, you haven't been here for a long time, and you're about to miss the girls to death!" The old bustard came up first and greeted him with a signboard.

was so enthusiastic that he almost made Hu Jialong reach out to hit her.

However, he Hu Jialong is no longer the hairy boy who just debuted, and he also smiled evilly: "Mama, I'm afraid the girls remembered the silver in their pockets??? He also pinched the bustard's buttocks.

"Alas, yo yo~~~" The old bustard was choked by him and his tears were about to come down, and he just wanted to scold, but when he saw the silver ingot in Hu Jialong's hand, he immediately burst into tears and said with a smile: "Look at what the master said, which girl's field are you here to hold today?" ”

Hu Jialong said with a smile: "I came here today specifically to find Ruhua. ”

"Uh," the old bustard hesitated, "but there are conditions for seeing a picture." ”

"Oh???" Hu Jialong smiled: "Dare to ask Mama, what kind of conditions are they?" ”

"Qinqi, calligraphy and painting." The old bustard laughed.

When Hu Jialong heard this, he became interested: "What do you understand." ”

"A bosom friend. Endgame. A paragraph from the book. Picturesque silk. But the maid upstairs spoke.

I heard the voice downstairs.

"Then I'm going to see it." Hu Jialong laughed and walked upstairs.

"Huh... The old bustard could not stop him, but he ate a silver ingot and threw it on his head, and rolled to the ground and said no more.

On the side, there were a few people in charge of the yard who flashed in, wanting to find Hu Jialong's bad luck.

But I heard the maid in front of me say, "Miss Picturesque is invited." ”

A few splashes retreated like wilted eggplants.

Hu Jialong followed the maid and walked inside.

Passing through the air corridor on the second floor, passing through the buildings layer by layer, turning the corridors one by one, when Hu Jialong found that he and the maid were going in circles, they had already turned to the second circle.

"Uh-!!" Hu Jialong shouted, grabbed the maid's hand and said angrily: "Where do you want to take the master?" ”

The maid was not afraid, and said with a smile: "At this time, I found out that I was going around in circles??? However, it's not too stupid, hehe, this is Miss's first question, you come with me, if you pass three more levels, you can listen to Miss's piano. ”

Hearing her say this, Hu Jialong's anger disappeared a lot, but he said coldly: "Your young lady is such a big shelf!" ”

"Who is speaking ill of the slaves???" Hu Jialong's voice here has not yet fallen, and a figure has flashed out at the corner of the small attic.

It's none other than Picturesque.

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"A good trick 'no chance' !!" Lin Shaohua laughed and beckoned to Liu Bai.

This willow white is indeed not bad.

Not only is his own sword good, but also because he has learned a few times with the former beggar gang leader, he also has unique insights into the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, which has benefited Lin Shaohua a lot.

Unexpectedly, after Liu Bai taught the Seven Palms, he couldn't teach it anymore.

In his words, the palm technique in the back is getting more and more difficult, and the internal strength used is also incompatible with his own, and he can no longer use it.

Moreover, he said that he himself had never walked out of the eighth palm under the old gang leader.

On this day, after Lin Shaohua reviewed the relatively simple palm techniques of the seven moves again, Liu Bai resigned to Lin Shaohua.

"Brother Liu, why don't you spend a few more days?" Lin Shaohua was puzzled.

"Brother Lin's kindness, Liu Mou's heart understands, it's just that Liu Bai is used to being casual, and he can't stay in one place for long."

"Then, let me prepare a thin wine for Brother Liu."

That Liu Bai excused himself, but he had to agree.

After three rounds of drinking, he saw Liu Bai at the banquet and got up: "Where is Liu sorry for your surname Lin??? and this poisonous wine against me!! ”

That Lin Shaohua smiled gloomily, and the beggar gang behind him had already flown towards Liu Bai.

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