The soul of the Tibetan charging came out of the two dogs' house. The two dogs watched the door with a bold man like a plague.

Plug in the door.

Tibetan charged did not notice these at all. At this time, he just walked blankly like a bad puppet, repeating "Dad ... Mother ..." in his mouth unconsciously repeating his mouth.

Maybe it is the instinct in memory. When the Tibetan charging recovers a little reason, he found that he had reached the main entrance of Tibet. Just like when he had played countless times, he was still in front of his familiar door.

In front of him.

The bad news just now is just an illusion. If you go in like this, your father and mother must still be as usual. Waiting at home at home? Dad will wave his big abacus, give me a class that I have been so long.

How much is a waste of money for Mr., the mother will definitely block my father patting the ash on me, and then ask Uncle Zhou to buy me a sugar gourd?

—— At this time, the gate suddenly opened, revealing a familiar figure.

The eyes of Tibetan are solidified.

"--father!"

Great, it really is just a rumor, it is an illusion! Dad is okay, well- well-

However, at the moment when Tibetan charged was about to rush, the like -seeing face showed suspicion and cunning eye idols on the face that had known each other. A pot of ice water extinguished his impulse.

The reason finally realized the identity of the person in front of you.

"——Suru." The voice of Tibetan became stiff, and brought something that he couldn't understand by himself, "My father and mother, are you ..."

The middle -aged man did not speak, but instead came up with a dog -like manager next to him and asked, "Master, this is ..."

The middle -aged man's eyes turned and turned, and then waved his hand, staring straight at Tibet charging: "Bold!"

"My elder brother is happy and good at life. He is a well -known person in Dantolin! The hard -working person in this city, who has never drank porridge in the New Year, has eaten his scattered cake? My brother's family has been met.

Tragedy, who is a bit of conscience, is sad in your heart, but you are begging, you dare

Pretend to be my poor nephew, want to plan my elder brother's property?! Funeral and good! Come, come and beat me out of this Wu Lianger! "

Tibetan charged.

Not because of his uncle's despicable and shameless move, but because the phrase "My elder brother's family was suffered a tragedy", it completely shattered the last fantasy in his heart.

Slap!

A crisp sound suddenly blown up, and before the servant on the side reacted, he saw that his master had suddenly fell on the steps with his face, and looked at the Tibetan charging that the aura fluctuations in his hand were not dispersed!

"Fairy, Fairy!"

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Tibetan charges naturally do not spell, but it is just the simple aura used by Xiang Guang and others. For mortals, it is already an unimaginable magic!

The middle -aged man snot and tears, and he cried behind the Tibetan charging, but Tibetan charged him.

I can't stimulate the wave of waves in his heart.

The numbness of the numbness began to fall from his head, occupying his heart a little bit, occupying his limbs, making him feel like everything was going far.

You are confused for a while, how much do you love your elder brother, how much do you like your nephew, you just help watching the house and waiting for him to come back ... What does these have to do with me?

——In the heart of Tibetan, even such thoughts did not start, just a faint feeling.

And even the feeling is getting farther and farther. The only thing that occupies his heart is that as his steps gradually appeared in front of him ... Lingtang.

In order to show how much I love my elder brother, so that I can inherit this family business and inherit the renames.

It is the huge tablet where placed in the most prominent position.

——Is the pioneer Tibetan's taboo to return to the spirit.

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"Oh!" "

Tibetan feels like he falls into the boundless darkness.

There is no light, no light. The humid and cold touch erodes the limbs a little bit, and the body is gradually governed by the feeling of pain or numbness, as if it is no longer yourself.

Where am I?

Suddenly something smashed beside Tibetan charges, splashing the sound of grunting, and setting a circle of watery waves in the narrow space. That thing drifted into the chest of Tibet, the familiar touch made him a little chaotic conscious response response

Come here: It's a wooden barrel, the wooden barrel that falls into the well ...

Just like I just ...

Speaking, how did you fall in just now?

It ’s okay ... it does n’t matter. Tibetan charges lying obliquely against the wall of the well, as if the tattered puppet was abandoned at the bottom of the well, looking up at the faintly shiny well mouth.

Will you die like this ... but it's okay, it's all ... it doesn't matter ...

Daddy and mother are gone. He died here quietly, also- also--

At this moment, in the endless desperate thoughts, an old man's staggered image flashed through the mind of Tibet.

If I am gone, what should I do?

Tibetan's body shakes like a lightning passing through. It was covered by numbness just now.

Must go back!

——I still, what to do!

"Oh!"

In the corner not far away, Xiang Guang, who had taken off his clothes at any time, looked at the Tibetan charging from the well. After carefully observing his eyes for a while, he nodded and left silently.

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The next day, Xiang Guang stood in front of the airship early.

As the sun rises, the thin figure of Tibetan charging appears in Xiang Guang's sight: "Brother Xiang, let's ... go back."

Xiang Guang looked at Zang Chongzhi, and after a while, he patted his shoulder: "Well, let's go back."
Chapter completed!