Thinking of giving him a surprise.

Let him look at his unfilial son. Although he is not a scholar, he still gave birth to a scholar.

Later, when Qingshan got older, I thought about waiting, and waiting.

That's it, for various reasons.

Wait and wait, wait and wait.

at last,

A letter came.

The letter said that my father is gone..."

"Gone!!!"

Zhao Rong tilted his head and squinted his eyes, not daring to look at the appearance of the man in front of him.

He pursed his lips and looked at the endless stretch of buildings in the distance, "But that doesn't mean that you have to die in vain."

"Who said I was going to die?"

That ferocious face, which had finally received rain like a long drought, suddenly smiled brightly.

"You can follow me, but don't get involved. Watch the last punch and learn from it!"

"Who is it? Dare to break my son's golden lock!"

In a restaurant on Zhuque Street, Zhao Rong was wiping Su Xiaoxiao's tears.

A shout suddenly sounded.

The sound came from nowhere, like a bell, resounding throughout the sky.

Half of the capital city can hear it,

In the distance, the wind and thunder roared.

In a blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!