Su Xiaobai touched the wet marks at the corners of his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "I know Brother Liuzi best, what does this little wind and wave mean? Even the mountains and tsunamis can't crush him, this little thing doesn't matter! We are here

Keep him here, he will be fine!"

Qin Monong took a deep breath, gritted her gold teeth, and seemed to have mustered up great courage. She came to the door and shouted to the door: "Chen Liuhe! My little sister left without saying goodbye. She must have her own reasons.

!She must not want you to be so heartbroken!"

"What you have to do now is not to be immersed in grief! You have to carry more things! You still have a long way to go, even if you grit your teeth, you have to go on! You can't just fall down!" Qin Mo

Nong shouted loudly.

However, there was no sound in response to him. The room was silent, only the empty darkness came out...

In the bedroom, the light was very dim. Chen Liuhe knelt dejectedly in front of Mr. Shen's spiritual tablet. He was still holding the letter left by Shen Qingwu in his hand.

There was an unconcealed sad smile on his face. In just one morning, he was already unshaven, his hair was messy because of his own scratches, and he looked very miserable.

"Old man, tell me, am I useless?" Chen Liuhe lit two cigarettes, smoking one himself and inserting the other on the incense burner in front of the spiritual tablet.

"I know even if you don't tell me, I've embarrassed you this time. Not only am I useless, I'm also a waste!"

Chen Liuhe said miserably: "I may seem like a beautiful person, move the clouds in all directions, and make everyone fearful, but in the end, I can't even protect my little sister. Hey, tell me, am I a failure in my life?"

As he spoke, Chen Liuhe slapped himself in the face so loudly that blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"It's because you, the old man, had the foresight to prevent my surname from being Shen, otherwise it would bring disgrace to the old Shen family." Chen Liuhe smacked his lips, tasting the fishy smell of blood.

As he spoke, Chen Liuhe's red eyes couldn't help but become moist again, and he said: "Old man, tell me, do those bastards in the capital deserve to die? They all deserve to die!"

"I don't want to bear the infamy, I don't dare to kill all the old Shen family members, now I'm going to play such a despicable trick!"

Chen Liuhe took a deep breath: "I know that letting Qing Wu return to Beijing is an expedient measure. If we take a step back, they won't dare to take a step further! If we try to do it again, it makes no sense!"

"But, this is equivalent to a slap in the face! Why should Qing Wu be the hostage? How can I swallow this tone?"

Chen Liuhe said that he was filled with grief and anger, his murderous intent was overwhelming, and his voice revealed a hint of self-blame!

In this world, no one has ever seen the Emperor cry, but today, he cried. His eyes were filled with tears, and he tried his best not to let out a cry.

"Old man, to be honest, I don't want to be blind to you at all. I don't care about anything. I have a sword for each person! I will go north like this. I will meet gods and kill gods, and I will meet Buddhas and kill Buddhas!"

Chen Liuhe took a deep breath and said: "But if this is really the case, will you still be able to lie down safely on the ground? The entire Shen family will become a sinner, and you will become a sinner! Your iron bones will be destroyed.

If people scold you, you will no longer be famous throughout the ages, but you will be reduced to a state of infamy for thousands of years! I know that you, who cherish your reputation like gold, will definitely not be able to bear this kind of scolding!"

"I no longer live for myself, I live for you, for the Shen family! But, old man, I am really tired from life!" Chen Liuhe fell tiredly.

"You can't kill me, I can't save you. What do you want me to do? Do you know how much my heart hurts? Qing Wu took away my soul. I lived such a useless life. Even Qing Wu protected me.

Can’t stop!”

Chen Liuhe wiped the corners of his eyes and took a deep puff of cigarette, letting the smell of nicotine permeate his whole heart. He said: "In the final analysis, I am still so useless! I try my best to do my best, but still

It’s not good enough! I can make them feel scared, but I can’t really compete with them. Otherwise, who would dare to dance left and right?”

"Old man, tell me, what should I do? I am full of murderous intent!" Chen Liuhe's eyes were like a ghost coming from the sky, cold and ruthless, filled with murderous intent!

"Why don't you just let me have my way and go north to kill people, okay?" Chen Liuhe murmured.

"I know you will definitely scold me for overestimating my own capabilities. Going north like this will definitely lead to death, but I can kill a lot of people, really! I am willing to use my life to bury them with them!"

Chen Liuhe said: "In the worst case, I will prepare a hundred coffins, one for myself and ninety-nine for them!"

Chen Liuhe just sat in front of Mr. Shen's spiritual tablet, chattering endlessly for a whole afternoon without getting bored.

When you say you are tired, you light up two cigarettes, one old and one small, one yin and one yang, one for humans and one for ghosts!

But no matter how much Chen Liuhe complained, he was destined to not get any response!

And only Mr. Shen in the whole world can hear these words he said!

Unknowingly, the sky outside the window had darkened, and Chen Liuhe also let out a sigh so heavy that his heart almost stopped.

The room was filled with smoke, cigarette butts were everywhere, a spiritual tablet, and a man who was extremely decadent.

This is the portrayal in the room at this moment, a portrayal that is enough to make anyone sad!

Suddenly, a harsh phone ring broke the deathly silence.

Chen Liuhe was startled for a moment, then realized that the phone in his pocket was ringing.

He feebly took out his mobile phone and looked at the number on the screen that was calling from the capital. His gray eyes suddenly condensed, his light flashed, and his murderous intent soared into the sky!

When the call was connected, Chen Liuhe did not speak. The silence was as dull as stagnant water, and even the sound of breathing was blocked by him.

After a few seconds, an old voice came from the phone: "Xiao Liuzi, what's wrong? You don't want to say anything to me? Could it be that such a blow can make you unable to recover?"

Before Chen Liuhe could speak, the old voice said again: "If that's the case, it would really save a lot of people trouble! Do you know how many people just want to see you in a state where life is worse than death?

What does it look like?”

Chen Liuhe said in a hoarse voice: "Whether I am alive or dead, as long as I am still alive, I can use my sword and kill my enemies!"

"Is this what you want to do? You have disappointed us so much!" The old man scolded in a deep voice: "If you can't even bear this blow! How can you rise? How can you carry the Shen family's cauldron? I want to

Miss you grandpa!"
Chapter completed!