Wanghen helped her mother-in-law cook the medicine. Before Xiuyuan came back, she had already helped to distribute the demon to everyone first. After working all night, Wanghen wiped the sweat on her head and finally felt tired. She held the stone wall and wanted to sit down.

Keba walked over and said, "Forget, go and have a rest."

Wanghen shook his head, "Master Xiuyuan hasn't come back yet, I want to wait for him."

Keba sat down beside her, "Your father, I have buried him."

Wanghen's heart twitched. She had been avoiding this question for the past two days, not thinking about it, not caring about it, thinking that this would deceive himself, and pretending that he was not dead, he was still there. Wanghen's tears slid out from the corners of his eyes. She wiped her fingers and pursed her lips, "Uncle Keba, why is my life like this? I have never seen my parents since I was a child. When I grew up a little, they jumped into my life one after another, but they came without saying a word, and left without saying a word. The most ridiculous thing is that my mother killed my father, but it was my mother who killed my father." Wanghen buried her head in her knees, and she began to sob. Keba touched Wanghen's hair, "Cry, child, you have been holding it back these two days, I know you feel wronged."

Wanghen burst into tears. After a while, Xiaoyao walked over gently and walked behind Wanghen. He looked at her twitching back and felt a soreness in his heart. Keba saw Xiaoyao coming. He was about to speak, Xiaoyao pressed his index finger on his lips and signaled him to remain silent.

Wanghen cried for a long time, and his eyes began to swollen. Two men were by her side, and no one spoke.

Wanghen raised his head and looked straight ahead, "I want to see him."

Keba glanced at Xiaoyao, and the two of them stood up and walked towards Luo Yan's grave together.

If every grave is a desolate destination, then Luo Yan's grave will be the most desolate. While Wanghen walked here, he felt that the hazy weather and the cold air penetrated her. At the same time, she felt that Luo Yan was in this air. Wanghen couldn't help but look up and look around. There was a quiet forest, with few people coming. Is this his future destination? My father was about to sleep here forever? Thinking of this, Wanghen couldn't help but feel sad, "Uncle Keba?" She turned to look at Keba, "Is it here?"

Keba nodded, "I have been choosing a place these two days, and I think it's the most suitable place."

Wanghen nodded. She saw a small tombstone in front of her. Wanghen could not resist the impact and burst into tears. She covered her mouth and slowly moved to the tombstone. This simple tomb was standing alone here. Wanghen stood in front of the tombstone. Keba was behind her, and his eyes were swollen. In the past two days, he looked for a place where Luo Yan could rest in peace until he found this place and buried Luo Yan himself.

Looking at Luo Yan's pale face, Keba gently put him in after digging a hole. Keba looked at him. He was so calm. Keba felt something blocking his heart and making him unable to breathe. Those vivid scenes of Luo Yan and his past were right in front of him. Keba raised his head and poured it into his mouth in order not to let the tears flow down. He raised his head and said to Luo Yan, "Brother, it's here, I'll place you here, this is good, this is good, this is quiet, I know you seem to like to joke, but still like it in your heart.

Quiet." He paused, "I will come to see you often. You won't feel bored. No, I will be with you." Keba could no longer stop him. He covered his mouth and started crying. A man seven feet tall covered his face and cried loudly. Finally, Keba almost glanced at Luo Yan for the last time and buried him with trembling. After pressing every inch of dust, he leaned on the grave and cried loudly, covering his mouth. Keba never thought that Luo Yan would leave like this. It was a cruel fact that he could not accept for a moment.

Wanghen looked at the lonely tomb. She squatted down and touched the simple tombstone written in blood. The wood was new and there were burrs. Wanghen's hand rubbed on it. She bit her lip and finally leaned on the tombstone, with her head resting on the tombstone as if she had once pillowed on Luo Yan's arm.

Luo Yan's gentle eyes fell on himself, like the sunshine. He said, Daughter, if I have me in your life in the future, I will protect you and always protect you.

Wanghen sobbed, and a man quietly walked over, right behind the three people.

Xiaoyao turned around, he was stunned, and then clicked on Keba.

Keba turned around and was stunned.

It was unswerving, in black clothes, there was a bouquet of white flowers in her hand, which was in sharp contrast with her black clothes.

She walked behind Wanghen and squatted down.

Wanghen turned around and looked at Buyu in surprise. She was stunned. Buyu's eyes were filled with tears. Her eyes were red. After finding her mother-in-law, she told her that Wanghen and the others were all here, next to Luo Yan's grave.

Luo Yan's grave was a thunder.

Because the person who came was not Unswerving, it was Xiaozhi, the fox demon who loved Luo Yan deeply and turned against him for his sake.

The bad news that she pretended to be calm was to kill Luo Yan unswervingly. No, she killed Luo Yan now. Xiaozhi must remember her identity.

She bit her lip and tried hard to suppress her grief in front of her mother-in-law. She left there and came here, holding the white flowers for tribute, and wanted to cry in front of Luo Yan's grave and tell him that she still loved him. If he was not so determined at the beginning, if they were together from the beginning, how could there be the separation between heaven and man now?

"Unswer?" Keba was surprised why she appeared here, "You, have you escaped?"

Xiaozhi didn't say anything, she looked straight at Luo Yan's tombstone, unable to come back to her senses from the grief. Wanghen looked at her mother, and the grief could not be pretended.

She stood up and touched Luo Yan's tombstone gently. She couldn't speak. What's precisely, she didn't dare to speak, because she was afraid that she would reveal her identity as soon as she spoke.

Xiaoyao pulled Keba, "Let's go, we should leave it here for them, mother and daughter."

Keba nodded and left here with Xiaoyao.

Wanghen and his mother didn't speak, and the two of them were silent.

Xiaozhi stood up, and she looked at Wanghen with red eyes, "Do you hate me?"

Wangheng passed by, how could she say she didn't hate her, but how could she hate her? So she didn't say anything.

Xiaozhi raised her head and covered her eyes with her hands to prevent tears from falling out. "I know you won't forgive me, would you please let me do something for you?"
Chapter completed!