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Yan Zhi shouted Qiu Mei's name, his fingertips were cut by the broken wood, his hands were covered with blood, and he was already trembling, but he still did not give up.

He did look like a madman.

A tenacious madman, an infatuated madman.

With him working so hard for Qiumei, who cares about natural and man-made disasters?

The brothers rushed forward and searched for Akimi in the ruins together.

The red curtain stained by the rain and mud was torn into strands, and I thought that under the red curtain, I could see Qiu Mei's figure, but everything was empty.

Fan Lihua, who was still alive on the stage just now, how could she be gone?

In the rain, Yan Zhi only found a beaded flower among the autumn green silks.

Holding the beads tightly in her hand, Mei Xiaoyan murmured: "Bai impermanence, white impermanence, where should I find Bai impermanence?"

After saying these words, Mei Xiaoyan jumped into the rain and left.

The class master and all the senior brothers were on the side, and they all heard Mei Xiaoyan's self-talk clearly.

What a painter, it's really crazy.

Under the attention of tens of thousands of people, the world's first Ling Wanqiu Dew disappeared out of thin air.

People say that it was he who played too many heroes and beauties indiscriminately, so he provoked the anger of heaven and resentment, was punished by heaven, and was split into smoke by thunder.

Some people also say that Wan Qiulu was originally a fairy given by God to the world, and after performing the best in the world, his destiny has been completed and he has become an immortal again.

Regardless of whether these statements are true or not, one thing is always true, Wan Qiulu is really no longer in the world.

The class master and the brothers never believed that Qiu Mei was dead, so they went crazy and searched everywhere, no matter how long they looked, they had to find Qiu Mei.

Until late one night, the head of the class was drunk alone, sat in the corner, and burst into tears.

"Qiumei, your master left early, you were with me when you were nine years old, and now that you are gone, he is under the Yellow Spring, if your master asks me to be an apprentice, what should I say to him?"

The seven-foot-tall man never cried when he was beaten by the ruffians and hooligans, and he never cried when he was bullied by the powerful and rich.

When I was drunk at night, I thought of the bits and pieces of Qiumei, and I cried helplessly like a child.

Between half dreaming and half drunk, someone was wiping his tears for him.

Qiang opened his drunken eyes and saw Qiu Mei kneeling in front of him.

"Qiu Mei!" The class leader grabbed Qiu Mei's hand tightly, like holding his own life, and refused to let go of death.

"Am I dead? Have we met again in the underworld?" The head of the class burst into tears and cried sincerely: "Qiumei, don't worry, if the big ghosts and little ghosts in the underworld dare to bully you, I will block you!"

Qiu Mei put away her hand to wipe his tears, and after choking up a few times, she had to say, "Class master, Qiu Mei specially came to say goodbye to your old man." ”

"Where are you going?" the head of the class got up and grabbed Akimi's shoulders.

"Qiumei is leaving the world, and she can't wait for your old man anymore. ”

The parting is imminent, and Qiu Mei's tears are crystal clear: "The class master's nurturing grace to Qiu Mei, Qiu Mei can only repay it in the next life." ”

Qiu Mei kowtowed fiercely and wept bitterly.

The class owner couldn't bear to see Qiu Mei crying, so he wiped it off for him with his rough big hands, and said with concern in his mouth: "Qiu Mei, no matter who we provoke, we can use money to eliminate disasters, and we can take out the money we have saved over the years." ”

"Class master, not ......"

"If money can't eliminate the disaster, someone has to die, then let me replace you!"

The class owner said that the love was sincere, and then Qiu Mei's tears broke down.

"I decided to go with him. ”

Qiu Mei endured the heartache and finally said the decision from the bottom of her heart.

The person standing behind Qiumei stepped forward and said to the class owner: "When you are old or tired of wandering in the rivers and lakes, Qiumei and I will come to you, give you a pension, and repay you for your nurturing of Qiumei." ”

Looking up at the person who spoke, it turned out to be the plum painter who had gone crazy.

He stood behind Qiu Mei, one who was captivating the country and the city, and the other who was bright and handsome.

Could it be that Qiu Mei and him?

Take a closer look at Akimi's face, which is full of tears, but her eyes are peaceful.

Wandering in the rivers and lakes for many years, she has never seen happiness on Akimi's face.

At this time, there is.

In any case, Mei painter is rich and powerful, and Qiu Mei is with him, and he will no longer suffer in the world.

The class master's heart suddenly became open-minded, but from today on, he will never see Qiu Mei again, and he is reluctant to give up.

The head of the class endured the drunkenness, stood up strongly, gritted his teeth and asked Master Xiangmei: "Can you be good to my family for the rest of your life?"

"If I dare to owe the slightest debt to Qiumei, I will be thundered by the sky. ”

Mei Xiaoyan said so firmly, this is a man's commitment to a man.

"Good, good, good. The class master seemed to have been drained of his soul and instantly fell to the ground.

Qiu Mei came to help, he hugged Qiu Mei, gently beat Qiu Mei's back with both fists, and cried heartbreakingly: "Qiu Mei, my meat, my son." ”

At the time of parting, the stars and moon dimmed, and they seemed to be moved by the love of father and son.

hugged each other and cried for a while, the class owner wiped away his tears, and his voice was soft: "Go, go, you guys are good, find a place where no one knows you, for a lifetime, for a lifetime ......"

When the tears were about to gush out again, the class master resolutely pushed Qiu Mei away and strode away.

Qiu Mei knelt in place, looking at the back of the class leader, crying.

Yan Zhi gently picked up Qiu Mei and whispered in his ear: "Don't worry, I will always inquire about the whereabouts of the class master, as long as the rivers and lakes are in trouble, we will help, and we will live up to the class master's kindness to you." ”

Qiu Min wiped away her tears lightly and nodded.

Since you have decided to stay and know each other, you should believe in him.

Accompanied Qiumei, looked in the direction where the class master left, and stood for a while.

Qiu Mei and Yan Zhi, hiking under the stars and moon, to pursue a place that they will never leave.

The intoxicating man is gone, and the two have left, and there is only moonlight and silence here.

In the depths of the silence, I heard a woman's voice: "I have always thought that Qiu Mei is a woman. ”

"How can you see it?" someone answered, it was the white impermanence of the wine that never left his hand.

"If you treat Qiu Mei as a man, you can only say that her kung fu in disguise as a man is really high. ”

Pity chuckled, and the figure appeared, which was a beautiful and unparalleled dungeon feeling.

"Qiu Mei was raised by the class master since she was a child, and she grew up with her brothers, no matter how clever her methods of disguising herself as a man are, she can't hide it from so many people. Bai Wuchang drank the wine, and he didn't care about the words of the spirit.

"You don't understand. Wei Qing sighed slightly: "The girl is fragrant, and she has a different fragrance, this kind of fragrance, men can't smell it, only women understand." ”

Wei Qing said so confidently, was everyone deceived by Qiu Mei?

"Whether it's a woman or a man, the most important thing is not men and women, but who they are with. Bai Wuchang also sighed, frowning and looking at Wei Qing: "This kind of thing, you will definitely understand it at the age of thirteen, but unfortunately, you are now sixteen years old."

"Thirteen years old, I don't remember. ”

Bai Wuchang lowered his eyebrows, bitter in his heart, and wanted to use wine to drown his sorrows, but the more he poured it, the more sorrowful he became.

The next day, the head of the class held a funeral for Qiu Mei and spread the news of Wan Qiu Lu's death throughout the Ling world.

Friends from Liyuan came to condole.

The brothers lost their loved ones and cried heartbreakingly.

Since then, there is no longer an autumn beauty on the stage, and there is no longer a love and righteousness in the world.