Think about Awu’s choice, think about it again, Awu’s choice is painful, and Awu’s regret over Sun Hao’s choice is not dull.
Iii Awu, three souls, seven souls, and one soul alone. That soul may be that II Xiaoqing left the undead blood and took away a trace of residual soul.
In the end, Awu III’s body helped Sun Hao complete Mahayana training.
Three lives and three lives, the love of each life is so unforgettable.
Sun Hao mourned for a long time in front of Joan’s grave.
More monks appeared outside Sumeru Coagulation Tower, silently watching the sadness from a distance, and Sun Hao did not approach.
Their monks can clearly perceive the wandering sadness of Sumeru Tower, and can clearly perceive Sun Haoxian’s indescribable sadness, yearning and sadness.
Everyone in the world says that immortals are good, but their hearts are in vain.
Step by step, I walked to the tomb of Joan, and Sun Hao felt so tired in my heart. The joy after the advanced Mahayana, the joy of overlooking the whole life, unconsciously faded a lot.
After a long time, Sun Hao’s body was behind the Sumeru tower, and Xuanyuan Hong said to the small fire, "Little fire sister, stay in a humanoid state and accompany Aquilaria. Others will come into the tower with me. Don’t disturb Aquilaria. With Aquilaria’s repair, the Sumeru tower has made new changes, waiting for everyone. There are still many things to do, so don’t wander around here."
The monks around XuanYuanHong said that their bodies gradually faded and disappeared, and Sun Hao’s mood disappeared. They understood, but they also knew that they couldn’t make up for these things here and Sun Hao could digest them himself.
A small fire body leaps to Corleone’s side and falls.
Joan’s small fire in front of the tomb also showed a little bit of memory. She held out her chubby little hand and silently touched the tombstone.
After a long time, a small fire came up to Corleone and held Corleone tightly with open hands.
Corleone’s tears seemed to see Joan slowly coming over and holding her head to her chest. Corleone couldn’t help but spread his arms and hugged the person in front of him tightly.
A small sigh in my heart reminds me of the past in the fishing village. Sister Qiong often hummed a simple ballad to Sun Hao. Her mouth gently hummed, "The evening breeze gently blows the white waves in Penghu Bay, chasing the beach without coconut groves. The setting sun is a piece of light blue. The low wall in front of the door is also remembered over and over again. There are footprints in the beach at dusk. That’s grandma holding my hand gently with a stick … sunshine beach waves cactus …"
Sun Haohao seems to have returned to the former Wang Village, as if he had returned to the bed where his meridians were cut off and he couldn’t move. His eyes were in a trance, so he hugged Wang Qiong and fell asleep with a small fire.
The small fire gently held Sun Hao’s mouth and gently hummed a ballad. His face showed a little bit of happiness and satisfaction, and his heart was filled with tenderness and light sadness.
Three lives, three lives, three lives have a fate. Sister Joan is so miserable.
It’s really good luck to make people endure.
Sun Hao’s feelings made her feel the same, and the friendship between Sister Qiong’s three generations made her feel admired. This is a sad story, which makes people feel sad when they think about it.
I hope my brother can get better. My brother has become a virtual world, and there are few peerless powers. It is almost at the top of the virtual world, and it is not this sadness that can knock him down.
However, my brother can be so sad about Sister Qiong Sanshi Sanshi, and Xiao Huo finally seems to have returned to the past. My brother is getting higher and higher, and Xiao Huo feels that the story in the past is getting farther and farther away from himself. It is not until today that Xiao Huo finally has a new perception that my brother is still as flesh and blood as before.
Brother is not a tall and powerful brother, or the affectionate and righteous young brother, or the brother who takes himself with him and tries his best to continue his life.
Thinking about thinking about a small fire, I gradually lost my mind, as if I had returned to Enzan Ijuin and saw the time when I first met Corleone.
Damn centipede was put out by my brother; When my brother left, he confessed to himself and took himself out of the mountain full of flames; When I went back to Shou Yuan from Wangcun, my brother was cruel to let himself grow old peacefully in Enzan Ijuin …
Scenes of the past flooded my heart with Sun Hao’s small fire face expression gradually calmed down.
Sister Joan has to follow in her brother’s footsteps all her life. What about herself? She has become Sister Joan, but she is much luckier than Sister Joan. In that case, what reason do you have to treat her brother badly?
Chapter 2546 Cherish the present
After a long time, Sun Hao woke up feeling that he had slept for a long time, but his heart was still light and sad.
Sensing that Sun Hao woke up with a small fire face and a little surprise, he gently called out, "Brother, you are awake!"
Sun Hao gently broke free from her arms, but reached out and gently hugged her chubby body and said, "Well, I woke up and felt much better. Thank you, Xiao Huo."
Seeing that she has returned to normal seems to be no longer sad. Sun Hao’s small fire is actually sympathetic to her. She knows that her brother’s mood will not be very calm. He is good at hiding and hiding his sadness behind the calm.
Like a high mountain, on the other side, it is raining hard, and he shows that there is always majesty and calm in front of those who hide from the rain.
Gently holding Sun Hao’s small face with a small fire, Sun Hao rubbed a few mouths on his chest and said softly, "Brother, I don’t understand much. I’ve always longed for a dull life. I don’t want to kill my brother. I hope you can be white."
Sun Haoqing said, "What does Xiaohuo want his brother to be white?"
Small fire said in a low voice, "I hope my brother can be a red sister, a sunny sister or a small fire. It’s the same in his heart. My brother is waiting for your return every day. For me, although there is not much to cry about, maybe it’s more ordinary, but my heart is always regretful."
Sun Hao’s body froze slightly, and his hands couldn’t help but whisper, "I’m a little angry. Thank you for many things. I know what to do. Let’s go. Let’s go home. You’re right. This time, I fell into a deep sleep and practiced unconsciously. It’s really hard for you."
Say that finish Corleone body gently flash holding a small fire again sumeru condensate tower.
Sun Hao’s body has just appeared. The little fairy pear tree horse senses that Sun Hao’s return is fluttering and the fairy pear flowers are flying all over the sky and jumping around Sun Haohuan quickly.
Perceive Corleone’s breath. The whole layer of Sumeru tower suddenly seems to have solidified. Generally, all women are careful to perceive Corleone’s mood. I wonder if Corleone has recovered from grief now.
Gently stroking the white pear petals, Sun Hao smiled faintly on his face and said clearly, "My Lord, I’m back. Come and meet me soon."
The sound just fell and the dust filled the courtyard and suddenly came to life.
Milo Hayou was the first to rush out cheering and shouting, "Brother-in-law, oh, no, husband, I miss Mimi so much …"