Han Bao's voice began to tremble, "is it five sisters?"

Five elder sister is the most ferocious and fierce, only she is willing to do something to kill the same family.

But carefree eyes are still half closed.

Han Bao has no clue. In his heart, other sisters are so gentle and kind...

"thirteen?"

"Twelve?"

...

"second sister?"

Han Bao's mood is more and more dignified. The last thing I want to believe is elder sister, but now only elder sister has not been verified.

"Is it... Elder sister?"

Carefree eyes, such as butterflies flapping wings, gently slide in the heart of Han Bao's hand.

Han Bao's hand covering her eyes gently moved away, but the flower has been quietly closed.

Hanbao's pupils have become scarlet, and the sense of trust that has been built up over the years has collapsed in an instant. The whole person staggers to stand up, gas if gossamer way: "nine elder sister, you rest in peace. I will judge your hatred. If they kill innocent people, I will avenge you. "

That night, with the family members of the Han family and the Yan family, he witnessed Hanbao burying Wuyou in Fengshui treasure land on Mount Everest.

Stone tablet carved by Han Jue himself: it is written on the tombstone the tomb of Han Jue, the Yinv of Yan Zhengling!

After burying Wuyou, Zheng Ling said a few words to the head of the tomb: "worry free, I'm sorry that I didn't bury your scenery. One is that you have a special identity, and this is the last time that we can't make decisions. We can only give you a ride in such a silent way. I hope you have a good journey

Han Bao stood beside him expressionless, all his grief has been extravagant, at the moment can not cry out, can not say, can only watch Wuyou buried by the loess.

Hanjue's hand gently circled Hanbao's shoulder. He could only use this silent way to comfort and strength Hanbao.

When they returned to Qingmei Town, the old master and Yu Sheng were waiting at the door of the gate, waiting anxiously for the Baron Zhan to come back.

When he saw the old master and Yu Sheng, he immediately met him. He asked in a low voice, "grandfather, uncle. How was it last night? "

Yu Sheng, with a dignified look, told the Baron, "our monitoring system shows that thirteen agents invaded Mount Everest last night. But only twelve agents went down the mountain. "

Simple Tong Bao blurted out: "Oh, another one is dead. We buried him in the back mountain. "

Tong Bao's explanation didn't make Yu Sheng's looks soothing at all. Because only they know that there are 12 agents who went down the mountain, but there are war stories in them.

So of the 13 agents who invaded Mount Everest, only 11 were out of the mountain.

So where is the other one?

Zhan hanjue's wise and profound pupil was suffused with cold light, and he said: "have you ever made a carpet search on Mount Everest?"

Yu Sheng said, "not yet."

The old man interposed, "I just want to tell you that you should not go out recently and pay attention to safety. What's more, you are not familiar with the villagers of Yujia village. You must guard against assassins posing as villagers and use you to escape the search of the last world. "

The old man's words sounded an alarm for everyone.

"Don't worry, grandfather. I'll be on guard against strangers approaching us." Zhan hanjue's tone was flat.

In fact, the old master was a hundred at ease with the cold Lord. It's the people around Zhan hanjue, such as Yan Zheng, who don't know much about the Impatiens, so they deliberately remind them.

The old master hawk Falcon's eyes sharply swept everyone's face. Yan Zheng quickly made clear his mind, "master, don't worry. I'll live in Qingmei town these days, and I won't go out if I'm killed."

The Impatiens nodded.

The two goods said while they went to Qingmei town.

The warlord was speechless.

In the next few days, he and Zheng Ling's wonderful world seems to be in vain again.

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