A golden Bagua appeared at Xiao Luo's feet, and Uncle De's body was instantly pushed aside by the Bagua!

"Is this... gossip?" Uncle De said in shock at this time: "Who are you from Ye Yan?"

Xiao Luo said privately: "Take off the mask, it won't do you any good... I can help you."

Uncle De gritted his teeth and flew forward resolutely.

When he couldn't talk properly, Xiao Luo privately had no choice but to let go of Bagua's defense of turning around. Without any tricks, he grabbed Uncle De's terrifying claws with one hand, and then, under Uncle De's doubtful eyes, pulled him away.

The wolf head mask was ripped off his face!

Halfway up the mountain, Uncle De suddenly let out a shrill scream!

The wolf head mask actually has many threads like flesh threads, which are connected to Uncle De's face... completely symbiosis on Uncle De's face, and tearing it off like this is like tearing out human skin!

The wolf head mask was about to come off, and as if it had become autonomous, the eyes of the wolf head suddenly lit up, and then a black shadow of a giant wolf appeared, with its teeth and claws showing.

Xiao Luo privately waved his hand expressionlessly.

The palm passed through, like a sharp sword, directly splitting the black shadow of the giant wolf into two, directly slashing it open, and then the eyes of the wolf head mask instantly secretly said.

The violent wind blowing halfway up the mountain disappeared in an instant, and a wolf howled into the sky, and everything returned to normal.

Uncle De collapsed on the ground weakly...On the ground, there was a wolf head mask that had been completely peeled off. It was next to him at this time, and it had completely lost its luster.

Uncle De was not only absent-minded for a long time.

For a long time, he subconsciously picked up the wolf-head mask, and then looked up at the young police officer in disbelief, "You...how did you do that..."

"Do you feel better now?" Xiao Luo smiled and said, "I think we should be able to talk well now."

Uncle De opened his mouth, and after a while, he slowly breathed out, looked at the mask in his hand with a complicated expression, and smiled bitterly, "I never thought that I would have a day to escape from it... I always thought

, even if I die, it will be nailed to my body. I feel, I haven’t felt this relaxed for a long time.”

He climbed up holding his knees.

When he lost the wolf-headed mask, he also lost most of his powerful strength. He was now so weak that it seemed as if the mountain wind could blow him over... But Uncle De didn't care.

"What exactly are you going to do?" Uncle De looked deeply at Xiao Luo and asked.

"Do you have a story?" Xiao Luo asked softly.

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Uncle De threw the wolf head mask on the ground casually, without any reluctance... It seemed like it was just a piece of waste, even though it had once been a famous forbidden tool on the list.

Uncle De picked up the bucket at this time, walked slowly to the grave, and slowly wiped the dirty tombstone.

"There's nothing to say." Uncle De said calmly: "It's just a brave and fierce guy who lost his family when he was young."

Uncle De's eyes gradually dimmed, "First? First is a good thing. For it, I kept challenging and became the first first, but the second first. Gradually, I became afraid, and I even

I don’t dare to look back at the defeated guys behind me... I’m thinking, when will they catch up?”

"Train, train, train...train."

"I still won that duel... I plan not to follow this Shura path again. No one can be invincible all the time."

"After that duel, I didn't feel any joy at all...because I wasn't with her at the time. In order to win the duel, I stayed in seclusion for several months. After the duel, I went home as soon as possible, only to find that she was no longer there.

I thought she could take good care of herself, but why...why?"

Maybe it's because the mask was taken off.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault...it's really my fault."

Uncle De couldn't hide the pain in his heart at this time. He didn't burst into tears, but he was somewhat absent-minded and hoarse.

He wiped every corner of the tombstone obsessively, "I have been here every day for these years. I know clearly that raising ghosts is a taboo, and I know even more that this is not good for you... But I, can

What can I do? I just want to see you again..."

"I don't want to be the first...I don't want to be the strong..."

Some warm light began to flicker in Uncle De's hazy eyes. Xiao Luo stood next to him and silently lit the brazier used for chemical treasures.

"Come." He looked at Uncle De and handed the paper clothes in his hands into Uncle De's hands, "Here it is...give it to her."

Uncle De was startled, and subconsciously took it with trembling hands. He breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed with a complex expression: "Her birthday will be in a few days... But, whatever, she likes white ones."

Uncle De said nothing and threw the paper clothes into the brazier.

Some people say that burning something to give to the deceased is a kind of comfort...how can they get it, those things have turned into ashes.

Raising ghosts... Actually, he didn't succeed either.

He didn't have any skills in that area. He learned it along the way. He could only draw pictures from gourds, but they were completely different. He could never make her appear... After all, he couldn't see her again. He just knew that she was here.

Come every day, come every day, come every day, only the will-o'-the-wisp flickers, and he just knows that she is there.

Can you hear her when you talk to her...can you hear her?

"Wenwen, please forgive me?"

This was not the first time he prayed. Uncle De closed his eyes deeply. The ashes in the brazier flew up and some of the embers hit Uncle De's face due to the air flow.

It was as if...as if someone were touching my face.

Uncle De opened his eyes subconsciously, and in the firelight, a figure dressed in white slowly emerged... Uncle De opened his mouth, and a trembling whine came from his throat.

He wanted to speak, but he lost his voice, ah...ah a few times.

"Dad, look at this dress of mine, does it look good... Wenwen is always here!"

The little girl, in a white dress, is smiling.

"I'm sorry..." Uncle De spoke up, crying loudly, touching... touching, it was a real touch, "Wenwen..."

It’s been like one day for more than twenty years.

It turns out... we really can wait.

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Dew begins to condense on the leaves.

The brazier has been extinguished, the temperature has dropped slightly, and it is a bit cool. In front of the grave under the pine tree, Uncle De is curled up against the tombstone.

It should be a good dream.

Xiao Luo privately gently cleaned up the remains after the burning.

A small figure in a white dress was bending down with her hands behind her back... The little girl blinked and actually wanted to kiss Xiao Luo's face.

"That's not okay. This has to be given to the person you really like." Xiao Luo smiled slightly and stretched out his finger to touch the little girl's lips.

"Dad said that when you thank someone, you should kiss them!"

"He probably won't say that now." Xiao Luo smiled casually and said, "Also, can you give it to me?"

"This?" The little girl blinked, and then without thinking, she carefully picked up the small yellow flower in front of the grave and the vase.

It's not that I don't want to give up, it's just because I just transformed... I can't lift things and my strength doesn't allow it.

"Brother, do you like little yellow flowers?" the little girl asked curiously.

"Just because it's so good." Xiao Luo took the vase...like magic, the vase disappeared after taking it.

The little girl couldn't help being surprised.

"You are not allowed to come out and scare people in the future." Xiao Luo privately warned softly: "Especially those who carry a lot of evil-proof things on their bodies and feel particularly scared, you know."

"Okay! I know!" Wenwen smiled like a silver bell, then thought for a while and said: "Brother, are you here to check about the dug grave? Wenwen knows it! Wenwen

Wen saw it! That person had a tattoo on his hand!"

As she spoke, the little girl picked up a branch unskilledly and began to draw slowly on the ground.

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Household Administration Building, underground... [Bloodline] treasure house.

Iron Rakshasa had wiped the [Bao Jade] back and forth many times... Suddenly, Mahou De's star suddenly dimmed and returned to its original brightness.

Although it is still very bright, it is not outrageous...it was outrageous just now!

"What's going on?" Tie Luosha couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Suddenly, luck suddenly broke out... Could it be that I want to eat?"

But looking at the brightness of [Blue] Lao Ma’s stars at the moment, no matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like your luck has suddenly run out and you’re about to take a seat, right?

Tieluosha pondered for a while. Although Lao Ma's stars had recovered, she still decided to... rub the [Baoyu] again.
Chapter completed!