Chapter 1483

After a day and night of rescue, Zhan Shan still failed to retain his life and died in bed.

The old man personally presided over the funeral of Zhan Shan. On that day, the villagers put up Zhan Shan's body with wood, the monks chanted sutras around it, and the women in white plain clothes danced around it to see him off.

Zhuma, Zhanshan's daughter, was kneeling in front of Zhan Shan's body in mourning clothes. Crying with tears.

The old man read out with solemn and sad tone: "Zhan Shan, although life is short, it can be as beautiful as summer flowers. He made great contributions to the end of the world. He was a great hero of the end of the world and the patron saint of Mount Everest. Now, let us bid farewell to our patron saint with the highest respect. "

"From today on, Mount Everest will no longer be a patron saint. Fortunately, Mr. and Mrs. Zhan Shan gave birth to a smart and lively Juma. Zhuma is not only beautiful, but also has excellent medical skills and extraordinary skills. As the only descendant of Zhanshan, on behalf of the villagers of 108 villages in Yujia village, I confer Zhuma the title of "goddess of Mount Everest". I hope that the saint can continue her father's spirit of selfless dedication and contribute to the safety of Mount Everest. "

The villagers immediately cheered.

"Juma, Juma..." a loud and powerful cheering voice, across the hills, reverberated in the valley.

As if the existence of the virgin is the continuation of the patron saint. With the virgin, we can keep Mount Everest safe forever. However, they neglected the sinister hidden behind the death of Zhan Shan, which was a powerful dark force challenging the end of the world.

And how can a mere Saint stop the development of history?

Soon, the flame under the wooden frame set fire to the high wooden frame, burning the body of Zhan Shan fairy. Remember the website m.luoqiuzw.com

Juma suddenly cried out, "Dad."

The villagers took her and comforted her: "Juma, let your father go at ease."

Juma cried bitterly. "Dad, you can't leave me. What shall I do when you are gone? "

"Abba..." Zhu Ma's grief overflowed on her body surface.

Zhan hanjue and Zheng Ling looked solemnly at the burning Zhan Shan. They have also experienced the pain of parting with their loved ones. At the moment, they have deep sympathy for Juma.

After the funeral, Juma staggered to the front of the Baron Zhan, raised a tearful face and said, "brother Zhan, my father entrusted me to your care before he died. I want to know, is your promise worth it? "

Zhan hanjue said: "since I have promised your father, I will not break my promise."

Zheng Ling gaped and looked at the warlord in disbelief.

Juma is planning to marry him. He should avoid her. How can he take the initiative to take care of Juma?

Zheng Ling wants to know, how does Han hanjue prepare to take care of Zhuma?

When Zhu Ma heard that Lord Zhan was willing to take care of him, she was very happy and said, "since brother Zhan has promised my father to take care of me all my life, please marry me and come in. After that, only brother Zhan can rely on Zhuma. "

The villagers cheered, "marry the saint, marry the saint!"

Han Han Jue:...

he hesitated and tangled.

Today is Zhan Shan's funeral. He really doesn't want to give the fragile Juma a heavy blow on this special day.

But for a moment and a half, he did not think of a good excuse to refuse Juma.

Zheng Ling's hand was taken out of the arm of the warlord, and his eyes were sorrowful. "If you want to marry her, give me a divorce agreement first."

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