"Okay," Hua Huale, who had just gotten up from the ground, diligently took out his communicator and began to check the New York Times editorial office phone number through his personal computer assistant.
"You" fingers almost hit Gu Xichen's nose, and Gu Jiechen was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
"How can I" Gu Jiechen looked at Gu Jiechen indifferently, and his eyes swept over Gu Yuru behind Gu Jiechen intentionally or unintentionally.
He sneered: "What's wrong with me, you dare to do it, you really think that I am now, what is the second child of the Gu family who was only guarded by dozens of family warriors around me at that time?"
Roughly, he slapped away the finger pointing at his nose, Gu Xiechen straightened out his suit that was a little wrinkled because of the crash, glared at Gu Jiechen coldly, held a white tulip bouquet by himself, and walked down the road towards the cemetery.
Gu Hua gestured a middle finger towards Gu Juechen, and happily twisted his ass and followed.
Hmph, two flames erupted from Gu Jiechen's nostrils, he looked up to the sky angrily and roared, and with a gloomy face, he rushed towards the cemetery with a large group of clansmen.
On this day, it is the traditional sacrifice of the ancient family, and all the clansmen will come to the family cemetery to pay tribute to the ancestors who created the foundation of the ancient family.
Gu Xichen came here from Copenhagen early in the morning, and Gu Juechen, who was close at hand, naturally would not lag behind, but the brothers coincidentally and coincidentally did a job at the gate of the cemetery.
Kuo Hua followed Gu Xichen and walked a few steps, but reluctantly glanced back at the crashed car.
"Damn, the handmade gasoline engine antique car doesn't say anything else, just the gasoline in this gasoline engine, but it took a lot of effort to find it, alas, it's a loss, it's a loss."
Gu Xichen gloomily glanced back at the car that was still emitting black smoke from the front of the car, and sighed in a low voice: "Mom likes this kind of car, the sound of the engine makes her feel quiet." ” "Uh, it's no wonder" Kuo Hua, Sairen, and Aridia were obviously stunned, and when they looked at the car, there were a little more complicated feelings in their eyes.
"The son wants to raise but the kiss is not there" Gu Xichen sighed lowly, and two lines of hot tears rolled down his cheeks.
Prajna looked at the sky with a blank face, and that place was where Mars rose every night.
Maha spit heavily on the ground with a mouthful of thick phlegm, "Raise that also depends on who you raise, that old guy, damn, fortunately he died quickly, otherwise I would never raise him, I Maha will not use a big son on him, close to zero, throw Lao Tzu and his eldest brother naked in the snow and fight with the snow leopard, him" Maha angrily compared a middle finger to the sky.
Walking into the main gate of the cemetery surrounded by green pines, Gu Xichen didn't even glance at the ancestral cemetery in the middle of the cemetery, which created the foundation of the ancient family, but walked directly to a big oak tree in the northwest corner of the cemetery.
Under the oak tree up to nearly 100 meters, in a piece of green grass, stands a tombstone as white as snow, in the center of the tombstone is a laser-printed human head, respectively a mighty and tall old man, a graceful and rich woman and a quiet and beautiful girl.
The edges of the tombstone are carved with layers of tulip petals, and the craftsmen who carved them are so skilled that the tombstone looks as if it was made of flower petals.
Three lines of text are engraved on the tombstone, introducing the date of birth and death and the name of the owner of the tomb.
Gently placing the tulip bouquet in front of the tombstone, Gu Xichen took out a small sterling silver wine jug from his personal pocket, unscrewed the kettle and placed it next to the bouquet.
He lit three more coarse handmade cigars and placed them next to the flask.
The sea breeze was blowing from behind, the green smoke of the cigar was rising, and the figure in the photo was suddenly a little blurry.
Gu Xichen knelt down in front of the grave, took out a white handkerchief, and slowly wiped the portraits of the old man and the girl on the tombstone, and slowly wiped the handwriting under the portraits.
Gu Yitong was born on November 3, 2159 and died on July 25, 2373.
Xia Xueyan was born on September 9, 2335 and died on July 25, 2363.
The tombstone with nano coating was spotless, but Gu Xichen was still serious and carefully wiped the tombstone clean, every word, every stroke, every petal, he tried to wipe hard, and it took him half an hour to stop the small tombstone.
The handkerchief was stuffed back into his pocket, sitting cross-legged in front of the tombstone, Gu Xichen smiled faintly, and looked at the old man and girl on the tombstone gently.
"Okay, old man, what you were worried about really happened, I was really hunted down and killed for a while, if it weren't for the fifty or so brothers you trained secretly, I would really go down to accompany you" "However, they are all dead, not one is left, they are all orphans you adopted, and they have no family, and there is no way to support them, so I can only follow your example and donate a large sum of money to the Federal Charity Federation every year.
I'm going to keep an eye on them and don't let them spend the money we've donated. ” "Also, when I was twelve years old, you forced me to take care of the company's affairs, well, this is what you asked me to do, so I poached Belrox and them, you can't blame me, you can make them loyal to me, this is also what you used a lot of strength, so I accept them, and it is also a matter of course."
"Mom is timid, you take care of her down there, there won't be thunder and rain over there, there shouldn't be any caterpillars."
"I have a gentleman's covenant with Gu Juechen, we will not fight to the death, we will only compete in the mall.
Do you want me to win, or do you want him to win The palms and backs of your hands are full of meat, tsk, this question will not be difficult for you, I will squeeze the last drop of oil and water out of him, and then what to do with the dozens of brothers who grew up with me since childhood, what do you say I should do is that you taught me to be more ruthless, but if you are cruel to him, will you think I am too ruthless" Shaking his head, Gu Xichen grabbed the flask and took a sip of wine, then sprinkled all the gold leaf brandy in the jug in front of the tombstone.
"Don't blame me for making a small report in front of my mother, when I was twelve years old, you taught me to smoke, drink, and kill people and dissect them, well, you taught me all this."
He put the flask back in his pocket and touched the portrait of the girl on the tombstone.
"Mom, with the old man with you, you shouldn't be afraid, I'm sorry, I can't be a kind person, otherwise I have no bones left now, the old man is right, this is a world where people eat people, if you don't want to be eaten, you have to eat others first.
I've killed a lot of people, I've killed a lot of people, and you're going to be sad."
Tears continued to slide down his eyes, and Gu Xichen knelt in front of the tombstone and sobbed in a low voice.
"I don't want to, I don't want to kill.
But if I don't kill, I will die, and if I don't hurt anyone, I will be killed.
The brothers I grew up with since I was a child have all died, and now I have a lot of brothers, and I don't want them to die too, so I have to kill more people, and more people will die because of me. ” "I'm sorry, Mom, I'm not destined to be a kind person" "In heaven, there is also your favorite white tulip?"
Affectionately kissed the girl's head on the tombstone, and the cold air suddenly poured out from Gu Xichen's body.
The cold air quickly spread to all sides, accompanied by the faint sound of ice crystals freezing, and the white cold air quickly covered the land within a radius of several hundred meters.
The dark blue spiritual fluctuations spread from the center of Gu Evil Chen's eyebrows, and the spiritual power like water waves gently caressed the thick cold qi.
With a click, the cold qi was cast by spiritual power, and a white tulip condensed into ice crystals bloomed beside Gu Xichen.
As soon as the first tulip took shape, it was as if the god of flowers had sprinkled a large field of seeds, and thousands of tulips condensed by ice crystals continued to emerge from the cold.
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The blue ripples surged into the sky, and the cold air of the big peng also rushed straight into the sky, the sea breeze blew lightly, and under the control of the powerful spiritual power of the ancient evil dust, countless hexagonal ice crystals the size of mung beans fell from the sky with a fine cracking sound, and the sunlight sprinkled on the ice crystals, and a magnificent rainbow hung upside down.
Countless white tulips bloomed on the ground, the cold air was entwined between the tulip petals, and countless ice crystals fell in the sky, which set off this sea of white flowers beautifully and like a fairyland.
A purple light flashed from his side, and ten people including Xin Jia and Zhao Yi walked out of the purple light.
Zhao Yi held a ninety-nine-eighty-one palm-sized silver order flag, and commanded Xin Jia and the others to carefully insert the order flag into the tulip flowers condensed by ice crystals according to the direction of the nine palace gossip, and under each order flag, a translucent zakra crystal the size of a light blue fist was buried.
These Zakra crystals are cold all over, and at a glance, they seem to contain a heavy wave of water inside, and they are obviously the best of the best.
With a crisp sound, Gu Xichen took out the cloud mist clock from his small Qiankun bag.
Gently stroking the crystal clear cloud mist clock, he handed the cloud mist bell to Zhao Yi without hesitation.
Zhao Yi glanced at Gu Xichen in surprise, took the cloud mist bell without saying a word, and buried it directly under the tombstone.
Everything was ready, and with Zhao Yi's order, Xin Jia and the others continued to shoot thin palm thunder at the Lingqi hidden in the flowers.
The thunder slammed into the Lingqi, and the silver Lingqi immediately fluttered lightly without wind.
Ninety-nine and eighty-one crisp bells rang from the ground, and a trace of white mist rose from the roots of the tulips condensed by each ice crystal, and gradually the flowers in a radius of hundreds of meters were covered by the ethereal white mist.
Lingqi turned into a silver light and disappeared into the flowers, and in an instant, all the tulip petals were covered with a thin layer of silver light.
A cloud rushed up from the tombstone, and the cloud merged with the blank cold of the sky, and a thin cloud with a radius of several hundred meters clinged to the treetops of the oak trees to cover the land.
The sea breeze blew, but the thin and almost transparent cloud did not move, and countless ice crystals continued to fall from the sky.
To be continued: