Author: Yun Jinchu

Three days later,

"I want to go out today,"

Fu Han looked at the woman lying under the cherry blossom tree, his eyes flickered slightly, and his voice was cold.

Qiao Sheng held a cattail leaf fan in her hand and fanned it gently. The pink petals on the tree fell on her body from time to time. The picture was very beautiful. When she heard this, her eyes were slightly misty and she asked lazily and casually: "What? What do you want?"

Leaving Qingqiu? Something happened?"

"Well, today is the death anniversary of my parents," there was no trace of fluctuation in his voice at this time, but a hint of sadness and hatred flashed in his eyes.

Qiao Sheng's hand holding the cattail leaf fan paused for a moment, and then he said nonchalantly: "Well, go ahead."

Fu Han turned around and left when he saw this, but he didn't notice that the red rope in his hand flickered slightly.

Two hours later, light rain gradually began to fall in the sky.

Fu Han came to a very deserted place, which was inaccessible, with weeds and trees everywhere, and the roads were muddy, making it look very desolate.

He didn't hold an umbrella, and the raindrops fell on him bit by bit. Because he was wearing a black robe today, you couldn't see the rain falling on his body, just drop by drop on his face.

It rolled down, but he didn't care at all.

He kept walking forward without stopping at all. There were many pools of different depths on the ground. His clothes were splashed with a lot of mud. He looked dirty and messy. It was completely different from the way he looked in white clothes before.

The loneliness in my body became even worse.

Qiao Sheng looked at the picture in the mirror, frowned slightly, and murmured softly: "What a disobedient child. I finally made him happy and fat, but now he panics when he sees this figure from behind.

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Fu Han walked for a long time and finally came to a place. This place was different from the desolate place outside. It looked very clean. There were no weeds around it and it was very spacious. There were only two tombs standing in the middle.

Although they are made of soil, it can be seen that the people who piled them up are very careful, and there are no shortage of fruit snacks in front of the tombs. The only difference from other tombs is that they do not have tombstones, even two ordinary tombstones.

There are no wooden signs.

I saw Fu Han take a few steps closer, and then he knelt down with a plop. He opened the things in his hands bit by bit and placed them in front of the grave. He said in a low and sad voice: "Mom and Dad, you don't need to be here."

After waiting for a long time, Ahan found a way to practice, I will definitely avenge you, and I will let them receive the punishment they deserve,"

Perhaps sensing his grief and hatred, the rain in the sky fell harder and fell on him mercilessly. The young man's back looked very lonely.

"Mom and dad, it's useless Ahan. I don't even dare to set up a simple wooden sign for you. Do you blame me?"

Fu Han raised his head and closed his eyes. His hands that were hanging down were now clenched into fists. His whole body was exuding chill and murderous intent. What he could think of at this time was that his father and mother wanted to protect him and covet him.

The scene of everyone in the Tianlu body perishing together. His parents were willing to drink poison to lure him into the trap, just to save his life. They both fell in front of him, and black blood kept flowing from their mouths, but

But he had no choice but to watch them die.
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