Chapter 939

Even if I'm tired.

Even if it's already gone.

Please live, too.

Live with the last glimmer of hope

As long as we live, hope will never disappear.

Gong Rui's life has come to an end. Maybe in his rough life, the only thing that makes him feel warm is the group that once surrounded himself, depended on himself and admired his younger brothers and sisters?

There is no blood relationship, but the biggest obstacle in his life. It is the warmth that he wants to protect.

Gong Rui's eyes are closed. He is too tired

Finally, we can have a rest.

With the last trace of vitality passing away from Gong Rui's body, his shriveled body lost its last temperature and fell asleep forever in his brother's arms who had been guarding him for many years.

Gong Zhengyu holds Gong Rui's body in agony, his shoulders are shaking violently. For many years, he has been supporting himself for his younger brother, and one day, to see his elder brother

But unexpectedly, this view, after all, is the eternal separation of heaven and man.

The monsoon smoke drops down the eyes and takes a step back, leaving this moment to Gong Zhengyu.

"Miss..." Linghe went to the side of the monsoon smoke, his eyes had already been red.

"Let's fix it up and go back to Tianting city." The light opening of the monsoon smoke.

Ling crane slightly a Leng, "pick Star Tower over there?"

The eyes of monsoon smoke narrowed abruptly, five fingers suddenly clenched into a fist, "three days later, there will be no star picking tower in the world!"

At first, it may be for different positions, but now, monsoon smoke doesn't care about any bullshit position. She just wants to wring Gong Qiang's head from that disgusting body!

"We'll go with you, miss!"

"Your Majesty, let's go too!"

All the people have been aroused by what Gong Rui said for a long time. Even though the people here used to be villains, there is one thing that all of them can't tolerate.

That's the innocent child!

There are two kinds of villains in the Xiaoyao valley that will not be accepted at all, although they are taking in the villains in the world.

One is to bully women, the other is to abuse children.

These two kinds of people, even when they arrive at Xiaoyao Valley, will be killed alive by the people in the valley!

"Go back to me. Alchemy is not something you can deal with now. I'm enough alone." The monsoon smoke says coldly that Gong Qiang has been operating in the Xiaoyao Valley for many years. Today's World War I has exposed those unknown powerful strengths. No one knows how much power he still has in his hand. She will not joke about her own life.

Under the strong monsoon smoke, people can only bend their heads and make up their minds one by one. They must be strong as soon as possible, and must not delay the monsoon smoke.

Gong Rui has gone. Gong Zhengyu is seriously injured. After a long time of immersion and grief, he stands up in a hurry and picks up Gong Rui's body.

"Monsoon smoke, can I bury my elder brother's body next to Tianting city? He once said that the scenery there is very good. " Gong Zhengyu's expressionless face opens, and his eyes are almost empty.

Meng Fusheng's heart ached. When Gong Rui asked him to drink, he once said that in Xiaoyao Valley, his favorite is the boundless land outside the city.

Full of freedom and vastness.