Finally woke up!

Because of the timely self-rescue, on the fourth day after the banquet, Xiao Wu finally came to her senses with the full help of the imperial doctor Huang Qian.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Er sitting on the couch, and Xiao Wu sensitively caught that the situation was not right.

Usually when he is sick and injured, he is taken care of by his side, as long as he opens his eyes, he can see his big black and naughty eyes, and as soon as he speaks, he begins to play treasure.

In the main hall, he once saw Wuba, pounced on the fake envoy of the Ji clan, and he had a poisonous blade in his hand, will Wuba ?......

Xiao Wu's heart tensed suddenly, and a strong and ominous premonition arose, and she grabbed Jiang Er's arm, stared straight into his eyes, and asked anxiously with a hoarse voice.

"Where's five-eight?"

"Tell me, what about five-eight?"

Seeing Jiang Er's eyes dodging, Xiao Wu panicked even more.

Jiang Er broke free of Xiao Wu's hand and got up to leave, he couldn't face Xiao Wu's eyes and interrogation, for fear that he would be seen through.

Xiao Wu didn't know where the strength came from, holding one of Jiang Er's arms with both hands, but she didn't let go, and her eyes were red.

"Say, what about Five-Eight? He's hurt, isn't he? Serious? He ?......."

From Jiang Er's expression, Xiao Wu already understood eight or nine points, I am afraid that Wuba is more than lucky, but she still hopes that Jiang Er can say that Wuba is just injured, even if it is disabled.

Jiang Er couldn't be entangled, his eyes were also wet, he looked at Xiao Wu, who was weak and painful, and roared angrily, "Don't make trouble, if you attack your heart with blood, the poison will spread all over your body, don't you want to live?"

Xiao Wu confirmed her judgment, she just didn't give up, shook her head in disbelief, and kept crying and asking, "Five-eight, what's the matter...... Where's Five-Eight?...... Call him on, no! Take me to see him, five-eight-......."

In Xiao Wu's murder training, Jiang Er knew that she was a woman, and when he saw Wuba getting tired of being by her side all day long, he guessed that the smart Wuba should have discovered the secret of Liusi men dressing up as women.

Although he constantly intervened in the two being alone, it was obvious that Wuba fell in love with Liusi, and Liusi showed ignorance, but whether they were in love or not, the relationship between the two was the best.

Unable to stand Xiao Wu's constant entanglement, Jiang Er shouted, "Tell you, Wuba, he ...... He died, you should be sensible and sacrifice your life for the country...... It is the glory of our soldiers".

Xiao Wu covered her ears, jumped like thunder, and shouted loudly, "Dead? I don't believe it! You lie! I don't believe it...... He's so young."

Xiao Wu couldn't accept the fact that in the main hall, Wuba, who had been frowning at herself, was really dead, a fresh life, how to say that there was no more.

In the past three years, my life has been happy, interesting, and colorful.

Five-eight, like a treasure trove of knowledge, there are always too many things that you don't know, and you can't take them all, but you still attract yourself and keep wanting to explore.

Wuba knew that she was a woman, and she fell in love with herself. Xiao Wu clearly remembered that Wuba once lay on his shoulder, and said with a smile that he would marry himself in the future and be a wife of the house.

Although his words were not serious, his eyes were eager and sincere, and he thought that he was confessing to himself.

However, for the current identities of the two, it is simply a luxury to really get to that point, but Wuba said that he will definitely work hard and bring himself home in a beautiful way.

At that time, I had a momentary temptation.

At that moment, if the master cares about himself and has not forgotten himself, why has he not heard from him for so many years? Not to mention, he is already a slave of the brand, and he is no longer worthy of the master.

Fortunately, Wuba saw his slave seal and did not dislike himself.

The master is like a dream of his own, which is out of reach, and five or eight is his own reality, and his care and thoughtfulness are real.

Wuba doesn't seem to have a positive shape, but in fact, he is taking care of himself in every detail, and he is used to him wrapping around him, moisturizing things silently and edifying.

How could those hundreds of days and nights spent together come to an abrupt end?

No!

No way!

How can God do this?! easily take away the most important person in her life, Xiao Wu is sad and resentful, she hates to death, the killers who killed Wuba and the masters behind them.

Xiao Wu struggled to get off the bed, didn't have any boots on, and staggered out the door.

"I'm going...... Look at him."

Jiang Er stepped forward and hurriedly grabbed the crying Xiao Wu and stopped him sharply, "Can't go......! It's not all understood, so you're going to die, he, he's ...... He has lost his life, and he will not see it."

Xiao Wu is furious!

"He didn't care about it to save me, he was my ...... in the world The closest person, I want to send him, everyone wants to ...... Stop me, get out of the ......"

Xiao Wu was like a crazy female leopard, gasping for breath, and moved her hand to Jiang Er and the two tigers who came in to stop her.

Knowing that Xiao Wu couldn't move her internal strength, Jiang Er was behind her, hugged Xiao Wu who was crazy, and shouted sadly: "You, be sensible, I can't ...... Look at the ...... again You're going to die, your teammates, they're all looking forward to you...... Go back, calm down, you're going to get poisoned."

"I should have died, this time...... It should have been me, he didn't deserve to die, why? It wasn't me who died, cough cough cough...... Why ?......"

Xiao Wu's tears rained down, and her dark face turned purple from excitement.

"Let her go!"

With a loud voice, Zhou Hao frowned and strode into the house, with Zhou Dan behind him.

Jiang Er and the Hushi all knelt down and saluted, only Xiao Wupestle stood in place and did not move, his chest rose and fell violently, suppressing his emotions that were about to explode.

King Zhou glanced at the half-crazy Xiao Wu, waved his hand to stop Zhou Dan who was about to speak, facing his life-saving benefactor, Zhou Jue didn't care about his etiquette, he was very uneasy in his heart at the moment, he frowned, turned to Xiao Wu, and spoke bitterly.

"Your sacrifice...... It's all for loneliness, loneliness knows, you resent loneliness in your heart, and even hate loneliness. But without risking, it is impossible to lure them out, and their destruction...... It's going to be endless, lonely, and I don't want you to understand...... Such a risky approach, but you ...... at the time I really shouldn't be there. He's your friend, it's time to see him off, someone, prepare the car, and send her there...... Wanted to go somewhere, take care of her"

After King Zhou finished speaking, he glanced meaningfully at Xiao Wu, who was in a cloak and looked embarrassed, and she wrapped her severed finger thickly, and turned to leave.

After listening to the words of Zhou Jue, the king of Zhou, Xiao Wu was still stunned, as noble as him, proud as him, and as strong as him, today, he actually gave in to his rudeness.

Walking in front of Xiao Wu, Zhou Dan's eyes were full of distress, and he whispered to her: "Go, you should change your body first...... Don't worry me, I'll wait for you."

Xiao Wu and Jiang Er sat in a carriage, wearing mourning clothes of condolence and rushed to the Deng Mansion, just in time for the mourning procession to leave the mansion.

Xiao Wu was in the carriage, just after the funeral procession, and she was going to send the most intimate Wuba to the last ride.

The funeral procession was very long and very grand, and everyone who watched the excitement knew that the deceased was the only son of Lord Situ Deng.

Some people noticed that the funeral procession was opened by samurai, and the samurai along the way would also stand solemnly to see them off.

Zhou Dawang Zhou used such silent actions to mourn the heroes and see them off.

This made Situ Duncan, the old father of Wuba, who understood the reason, burst into tears in the carriage.

Xiao Wu has been crying quietly, sitting in the car and following the funeral, silently talking to the vivid Wuba in her heart, this time, it is not the end of the world, but the yin and yang.

"Five-eight, I have no chance in this life, and I will definitely ...... in the next life I'll find you, don't forget me, okay?......"

"In the next life, I promise you to be your lady of the press......"

"In the next life, I will never fail you......"

Xiao Wu's heart hurts! It hurts, and it makes it difficult to breathe.

Jiang Er knew that June Fourth at this time was not comforting, he just needed to accompany him quietly.

Alas, two smart people who don't know the past, don't know their names, and don't know their family background, have become the best friends, or they can't show their ambiguous relationship, and when they die, they see him go from the dark to the light, what do you know, what's the use?

The Si people have gone, and there is nothing to hide, May Eight is also considered a glorious burial, can June Fourth get some comfort?

Xiao Wu was in tears, quietly listening to Jiang Er whispering about Wuba's past.

"Wuba, is the only son of Lord Situ, named Deng Lele, is a recognized genius, he has been unable to let go of the scroll since he was a child, and knows everything about astronomy and geography, ancient and modern things. When he grew up, not only did he not become a nerd, but he was uninhibited, putting aside the career that his family had laid out, and secretly admitted to the special training camp, he left...... It's been more than four years, and his family still thinks that he went to enjoy the mountains and rivers...... I can't go home."

When Hu Ben Zhonglang led the tiger warriors, with the secret message of the king, and sent his son's cold and blackened body back to the mansion, Duncan understood in his heart that his son should be a hermit in the tiger army.

The cause of his son Deng Lele's death cannot be announced to the public, but Duncan understands that his son's death must be very heroic and heroic, otherwise he would not have been praised by the prince himself.

He seems to be unruly, but he is actually a very assertive son, he really did not disgrace himself and his family, he is the unsung hero of Da Zhou.

Pride is pride, but the grief of losing a child in old age made Situ Duncan still sad overnight.

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