Chapter 145 Wait until the stones bloom. (Please subscribe~Please monthly tickets)

The Japanese invaders are following us!

Haitang stood up in pain.

A mother, dragging her two children, is hard to escape.

If you continue, I am afraid no one can escape.

Someone must attract attention.

Haitang once wanted to let his two children run away by themselves.

Let yourself attract attention.

He has even started pushing two children.

But in the vast mountains, without myself, neither of them can survive.

"Xiao Shanzi! Are you running fast?!"

Haitang was extremely anxious and heartbroken.

I had to ask for help.

The sensible Xiaoshanzi proudly raised his chest.

"Mom!! If you change into new shoes, no one can catch up with me!"

In a hurry, Haitang glanced at Xiao Yimeng.

He solemnly warned Xiao Shanzi, and his tone was heart-wrenching.

Xiaoshanzi must be attracted to his attention.

Because Xiao Shanzi runs the fastest and most agile, and has the greatest hope of survival.

"Remember! Hurry!"

Haitang's heart was full of torture.

But what can I do!

but!

Even if I have fought my whole family’s life, I must protect Xiao Yimeng!

This is the descendant of the warriors and the flesh and blood of the hero Xia He.

Vaguely, Xia He's instructions seemed to linger in his ears.

Yimeng people!

A promise of a thousand gold!

"Run! Run! Run!!"

Therefore, Haitang chose to protect Xiao Yimeng himself, and let Xiao Shanzi escape alone to attract the enemy's attention.

"Child! Run!!"

"Climb up the hillside! Hide in the valley!"

"By the treetops! Drill in the artemisia!"

Haitang's heart was tightly clung.

Tears were spinning, and my heart was tearing apart. I hugged Xiao Yimeng tightly and hid, and then I kept myself from making any noise.

It seems to be praying.

Oh my God! Let my child escape from the claws!

In the rushing music.

In the choir's "Running".

Finally, a gunshot rang out.

Xiao Shanzi fell under the bullet.

"Xiao Shanzi!!"

The begonia's mourn is like a cuckoo's blood crying.

There may be nothing more cruel than letting the mother witness the death of the child himself.

Wang Wenshan, who was completely replaced by the role of Haitang, suddenly burst out with dramatic tension!!

"Oh my God!!"

The audience only felt that their breathing was stagnant!!

The thing that I worry most finally happened.

Such a tragedy was revealed before my eyes, and many lesbians even had tears in their eyes.

In an instant, the begonia, which was full of holes in her heart, suddenly burst into wail.

Apologies to the husband and guilt to the child.

The hatred of the enemy and the distress of the child repeatedly plunged into Haitang's heart.

Even suffocated for a while.

aria!

"The Heaven Opens Your Eyes"!

The desperate begonia is helpless.

We must also be the support of Xiao Yimeng.

How helpless it is.

The generous and very opinionated Shandong girl finally collapsed and wanted to pray to the sky to open her eyes.

"Oh my God! Open your eyes!

I pity my child for such a miserable life!”

The singing style that suddenly burst out contains extremely delicate emotions.

Heartbroken, guilt, sadness, anger.

"A gunshot is like a thunderbolt!

In an instant, the earth broke into the sky!"

Haitang knelt on the ground, hammering her heart in pain.

"I heard it so hard that I was so nervous!"

The grief of losing his beloved son seemed to make his whole heart tightly twisted together.

Feeling suffocating.

"I heard it so hard that I was so nervous!!"

Sudden!

Suddenly, the music paused.

It suddenly exploded again!

"The lightning is flashing, and the thunder is ringing!

Fire is burning, blood is surging!"

The extreme grief made Haitang's heart turbulent in an instant!

But it's like a thorn in the throat!

At this moment, a wave of hatred surged into my heart.

“I’m suffering, I’m angina pectoris.

I hate myself, I hate incompetence!”

Swallowing the blood and tears of suffering, the Shandong girl who was not afraid of the world at the time.

The sky collapsed.

"Xiao Shanzi!!Xiao Shanzi!!"

Two wailing sounds.

Haitang beat his chest hard.

The heartache of self-blame is like a knife!

"I hate myself!

I hate being incompetent!”
To be continued...