He said to himself: "Heavenly, let me tell you two good news."

“What good news?”

Pei Ye said: "Good news...one is that I am about to retire, and the other is that I have trained an heir before retirement."

The spirit of the weapon did not talk to him.

It’s obviously good news, but Pei Ye’s expression doesn’t say that.

This was the first time that the old man saw such fragile appearance on her face, as if the next second the expression of tears could silently slide out of her eyes.

"What's wrong with you? Being bullied?"

Pei Ye smiled bitterly and joked: "Look at my high position and power, who can bully me?"

She thought she could send Han Tubai away, but she didn't expect that in the end, Han Tubai would send her away, and she had a greater chance of dancing.

Unexpectedly, her fate was not to be wrapped in a horse's body, but to die from illness.

No matter how you think, how frustrated you are, how unwilling to give up.

"Forget it... I'm alive for so many years, what else can't be seen?" Pei Ye immediately smiled and raised his head, poured several sips of strong wine, the cold liquid slid across his throat, and the stimulating feeling rolled into his lungs and spread to his limbs, "Hahaha, retirement is worth celebrating, come and drink!"

The spirit of the weapon is guessed again.

"...Is that you lost in the power struggle and were dragged down?"

This is not a shameful thing either.

Retirement is also a more decent statement and ending for failure in the struggle.

"Lost? How is it possible? I am so rude that the 'old fox' is gritting my teeth and chanting. I just 'retired' in time. Can this be called losing?" Pei Ye retorted stubbornly, "Who can I lose to? Who can pull me off? Those little bastards are younger than the other, and they want to fight with me earlier. I tell you, it's not that I brag, I haven't lost several times in my life, but... I just lost to myself this time. In fact, retirement is good, and I can still walk around after retirement, and where I die is buried..."

The more I speak, the more I lose control of my tone, and I have a faint hysterical tendency to vent.

The world is so big, is there still a place to bury her?

"I'm just a little unwilling to give up." Murmur.

"Tiangong, I just don't want to give up!" The voice gradually grew higher.

"I'm not willing to give up!" It was completely out of control.

The Spirit of the Qi Ling Tiangong was fortunate to see Pei Ye, who had already mastered his emotions, and he lost control of his emotions and threw the wine jar out of his hand, shattering the sound.

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Pei Ye calmed down and wiped his face.

"But, the disaster has been gone for thousands of years, and this makes sense."

I just don’t know if I passed away from illness or traveled through other ways. Has anyone collected my body?

That guy Han Tubai really dressed in a wedding dress and danced on her grave, right?

When she thought of Marshal Han wearing a wedding dress, crying and dancing in front of her grave, she couldn't bear to look at her eyes. He really dared to do this, and he couldn't cheat the body, but was reported by the media...
Chapter completed!