Chapter 8 300,000 of martyrdom

Age far from the world's largest fortress, there is a small town called Shuangqi Town. Angie's family lives there. At this moment, there are four people in Angie's family.

An kindly lay dying **, and Angie was quietly crying. Chenfeng held An's kind hand, and Ju Wushuang was fiddling with the instruments used to save lives around him.

"Ju, don't try. I'm a priest. I know that my life is coming to an end." An's good-hearted temples are white, and they are weak.

Chen Feng's eyes were full of murder and said, "Tell me, who did it? Did the beast of the thunder hammer do it?"

An kindly shook his head and said with a sad smile, "As a priest, I believe that every injured person deserves to be saved."

Chen Feng only heard a word from An Haoxin and guessed all the facts. His tears gushed out like breaking the dike: "An, you are still so stupid. Why are you so stupid? Beasts are beasts, and snakes are snakes. If you save them, they will come back and bite you.

Ann struggled and shook the wind's hand. He said hoarsely, "Even so, I still believe what the teacher said. We ink people should not have the separation of race and countries. What the teacher said is always right. There are also our brothers in the thunder hammer. There are knives, cute, and other kind people.

He paused for a moment, as if he had just said those words with a lot of strength: "I am an orphan and was raised by nature. The world doesn't owe me anything. It also let my favorite person come to me and give me the happiest time. For ten years, Ye has been alone in another world for ten years. I, I'm just tired, and I'm a little tired of missing.

"Huh up, cheer me up. You still have Angie to take care of. How can you leave her alone? You are an orphan. Do you want her to be an orphan? You know the pain of orphans." Ju and some Siss made a cry, and her eyes were full of sadness.

"She won't be an orphan. Isn't there still you, and the lonely city of Mo's?" Ann coughed and couldn't breathe.

He held Feng's hand persistently at the end: "Brother Feng, I beg you, don't think about revenge. You should remember the teacher's teaching and don't do stupid things."

The expression on Feng's face twisted, and he was obviously extremely sad: "My life has been saved countless times by you. I am also an orphan. There is nothing wrong with the world. However, my good brother did not die in **, but was killed by a despicable thunder hammer beast. I need to make the world pay a price for you. If God wants to punish, I will bear it alone. It's no big deal. Ann, I want you to feel the vibration of the earth before you close your eyes, and let me, as a brother, send you for the last time.

The wind broke free from An's hand, looked up to the sky and roared, spread five dark wings behind it, flew up to the sky, and flew to the north.

Ju wanted to turn around and chase him, but she was pulled by Ann. An shook her head and said, "For so many years, don't you know him? No one can change what he decides, even the teacher can't. He is a man and a brother of my life.

He carefully took out a scroll made of parchment from his arms and handed it to Ju: "This is a visually shared scroll I made for A Guang. I wanted to make his 10-year-old birthday gift, but it seems that I can't let him see the light with my own hands."

He touched Angie's head and tears flowed from his eyes: "Angie, my little Angie, you are the little angel my mother sent to me. I can see your mother's shadow on you. I just miss your mother so much. Forgive me, Angie. Now, I'm going to accompany my mother. You have to be obedient alone, okay? You... Cough... Do you want to be a person who can take care of others like your father and me in the future?

Angie threw herself into her father's arms and cried and said, "I know, I always know my father's expectations... It's just that I really want to grow up quickly and have time to take care of you. Don't leave me so soon. Don't leave me.

There was a sudden shock on the land in the north, and the red fire rose to the sky, burning the sky in the north.

An kindly laughed and said, "Okay, okay... Brother..."

Good people and the world are not crying, but laughing, laughing.

The city of Thunder Hammer Kingdom, which is the closest to the epic fortress, the starting point of all the cross-space sneak attack on the fortress, Mingdi City, has been erased from the map and destroyed by a crystal bomb made of a Warcraft crystal core that exceeds the sky level.

300,000 people in the Mingdi City of the God of War Tribe were not spared, and all of them became the sacrifices of Lord An, the first priest of the priest's temple. When the strong man falls, how can he be nameless? How can he not make a sensation?

The five black wings are lightly agitated, and the pure black feathers have no weight. The eyes of the morning breeze have no color, and they are as cold as winter frost. His gun was carried on his shoulder and stood proudly in the air, as if the destruction in front of him had nothing to do with it.

The God of War Fortress reacted quickly. A group of strong men flew to the sky with wings and hurried away, because they saw the people in front of them clearly and felt the anger of another sky-level bomb in the gun.

After all, some people came late but did not leave. If Chen Guang is still here, the woman he must know is the cute aunt in the photo.

The black robe is as lonely as fireworks, and the breath of the woman at home is soft.

"Wind, is that you?" Meng asked gently, and she still closed her eyes.

"Oh, it's been ten years. Did you come to ask for guilt when we met again?" The tone of the morning breeze is a little cold.

"Wind, you will understand that ten years is nothing, and 300,000 is just a number. I just think your indifference makes my heart ache and helpless." The gentle trembling in the woman's tone is very pitiful.

The morning breeze is naturally no exception. His dry eyeballs are a little wet again. He said softly, "Meng Meng, do you know? Just now, Ann went there. No one listens to your nagging when you have no one to talk to, and no more "angel tears" cry for you to save you. There is no more breath of him in this world, as if he had never been here.

Red tears flowed from the woman's eyes, but she did not cry. This time, she turned around and opened her eyes and looked at the Mingdi City in the north.

The gaze of the King of Medusa instantly turned into statues, the statue of King Kong, including some dying survivors, the ruins of the destroyed city. These statues can't be weathered, hammered, magic can't be eroded, witchcraft can't be dissolved, time can't be flooded, and the soul of the dead can never leave the statue of the wreck, and will always become the tombstone of the man named Ann.

The black wings of the morning breeze floated gently without a trace of weight. He came to her back and gently stroked her trembling shoulders. From the ring, he took out a pair of ink glasses and put them on her eyes. Then he turned her weak body and said softly to her, "Turn around and look at me. You haven't seen me for many years, have you?"

Mengmeng asked in surprise, "Is it okay?" The tone was like a frightened deer.

"Yes, haven't you always believed me?" The morning breeze comforted.

When the beautiful big eyes are opened, and the talent's spiritual power is to pass through the magic crystal lens, it is re-guided back to the spiritual sea through the magic array on the frame. The light reflected through her blood-red pupils, and finally showed the face of a handsome man on her lonely retina.

Everything is so real, and the truth makes people feel illusory.

A pair of flawless big eyes that make lovers infinitely attached to each other have been hidden in the snow for countless years. Today, countless years later, they are freed by a simple glasses, and a kind of electricity called happiness is transmitted from the retina to their master's heart.

"Wind, for so many years, you are still so easy to make me happy." Mengmeng leaned on the shoulder of the morning wind, and red tears flowed down the cloth on the man's shoulder sadly.

The man said word by word, and his tone was very gentle and firm: "This time, don't leave when you come. Come back with me. Ju and you are sisters, and they have accepted you for a long time, for me and for our children, okay?

"No, you don't need to say. Our child has died. People with a physique like me are cursed by God. There may only be monomer descendants, and there can't be combined offspring. We tried once and failed, and I have realized that, Queen Medusa, after all, is a single line." The cute tone is very plain, plain and untimely calm.

She gently wiped the traces on the man's shoulders with a black handkerchief made of black gauze, as if the wife was natural to her husband.

"Go back with me, just live together." There was a little pleading in the tone of the morning breeze.

"Don't force it. Over the years, I have quietly thought about our past, and I understand. Chrysanthemum is really suitable for you. She can not only take better care of you, unlike me, a blind man who needs you to take care of, and she is really the one who can help you. With that, Meng took out a black cover from her space ring, gently wrapped it around the barrel of the gun on the man's shoulder, and continued, "You see, for so many years, I've tried my best to get you a magic muffler, but Ju can help you all the time."

"What's more," Meng intensified her tone and said, "Don't underestimate the agreement between us women. In addition to love, Ju and I have a lot of things to solve, so I can't let go of the ten-year bet, and Ju won't let go."

Chen Feng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and bit his teeth, as if he had exhausted his strength, but his tone was extremely calm and said, "Do you want me to die?"

"You are all equally important in my heart. You are my heart, and she is my lungs. I can't live without that. Is the hatred between the fire clan and the water clan, the phoenix and the snake really so important? The morning breeze asked loudly.

Meng was flustered when she heard the sentence, "Do you want me to die?" At that time, her heart really couldn't bear the weight. She said irregularly, "No, it's not, it's not..."

But when she heard the latter sentence, she still said in a crying voice, "That's fate, as the king of snakes and the phoenix of hope."

"Yes, Meng is right. This is our fate, Brother Feng." I don't know when Ju came to the two people and said.

Chenfeng turned around and said disappointedly, "Chrysanthemum, do you also make me sad?"

Ju Wushuang shed tears, but she still had no choice.

The morning wind knelt down to the west, took a deep breath, and his eyes became firm. He said quietly, "Teacher, you're right, I'm wrong."

Then he left coldly, leaving a sentence: "Don't bother me. I'm tired. I'll go to the funeral and talk to him all night. Don't make him too lonely."