He couldn't control the tremor.

His head also became dizzy, and then he couldn't control it and his body fell under the eaves.

He sat under the eaves, his eyes becoming empty.

The only thing that appeared in front of me was that big wrinkle trembling.

That face was disgusting, but it was really nice.

Chen Yang actually doesn’t hate her face, but he…he wants to tell Da Yaozi, Sister Hua, you are a cute woman in my heart.

I like chatting with you.

I like you teasing me.

I also like you to have an affair with me.

But……

But……

Why are you dead, big boy?

"Big romance, hehe, hehe, your nickname is so appropriate."

Chen Yang suddenly wiped his tears.

His tears are flowing down now, and his eyes are red.

But he was laughing.

Sister Hua is his sister, and he also regards him as a confidant, an elder, a close friend, and a person to chat and confide.

but……

But there will never be such a person talking to him again.

There is really nothing left.

There is no one who is playing tricks with him.

He strode into the main hall of the Niangniang Temple and looked at the shattered statue.

He suddenly understood why the statue was broken.

It is the Buddha who is sad, it is the Buddha who is crying.

"Sister Hua, do you believe it? I can really smooth the bullshit world of Taoism. Don't worry, I'll send them to see you later. Look at me in the sky, see how I did it."

Chen Yang wiped his tears, turned around and entered the Puhua bedroom, and then took off the sword hanging in the bedroom!

This is Puhua's sword.

"Sister Hua, see how I killed someone."
Chapter completed!