"Why?"
"Why do I suddenly feel heartache?"
Fang Zhou looked at the yellow light in front of him in astonishment, carrying terrifying power, and slashed towards the cold man at a speed exceeding the speed of sound.
He should have been pleasantly surprised that he and his wife Chen Xin could continue to live.
However, his attention was focused on the thin old man.
The terrifying yellow light was eating away at the old man's body bit by bit.
But why does this terrifying yellow light shining on my body make me feel a sense of warmth and peace of mind?
"Why?"
"Why do you want to save us..."
"We've only known each other for a few days!"
Fang Zhou murmured, he and his wife are just ordinary people, why would such a strong man risk his life to save them?
They are not worth it!
"Old Fang, you are crying..."
On the side, Chen Xin looked at the absent-minded Fang Zhou, and a line of clear tears slowly fell from his eyes.
"Mr. Zhao..."
No...
"It's Mr. Jing..."
Chen Xin looked at the thin body, and for some reason, her heart felt heavy, as if she had lost an important person.
"ah!!!"
A scream that shook the world.
The terrifying sword light flashed past, and the cold man who retreated suddenly screamed and then stopped abruptly.
"boom!"
In the dull eyes of Fang Zhou and Chen Xin, they saw this powerful being who could dominate an area. The head on his neck rolled to the ground, blood splattered.
And the head actually rolled on the ground, and finally stopped in front of Jing Yushan.
His eyes were wide open with anger, and he would not close his eyes until death.
It seemed that even if he was going to die, he still wanted to see Jing Yushan die.
That sword was the most powerful sword that Jing Yushan had used up all his life and energy.
Today, the oil is exhausted.
After the remaining aura on the arm lost its suppression, it completely exploded and began to sweep through the whole body.
His perception is gradually disappearing...
My eyelids are getting heavier...
He seems to have taken a nap...
But even so, Jing Lao's body was still upright, as if he would die standing even if he was about to die.
"Mr. Zhao!"
Fang Zhou staggered over and ran over, with Chen Xin behind him. The two looked worriedly at the dead old man in front of them.
His body was so thin that he was extremely thin, and his skin was slowly cracking, as if he had been trapped in the desert for ten days and nights without water.
The originally vigorous white hair now seemed to be only white.
"Help!"
"Someone come quickly!"
"Mr. Zhao, if you... keep insisting, I've already called an ambulance..."
"You...you will definitely not die."
Fang Zhou felt sad, maybe because the old man in front of him was his savior, or maybe it was for other reasons.
He hurriedly kicked the cold man's head away, and then reached out to support the old man.
"Don't...don't touch me..."
Jing Lao's hoarse voice sounded, and Fang Zhou stretched out his hand and froze in mid-air.
"I...I have...a sword intention in my body. If I touch it...if I touch it, I will die..."
Jing Lao's voice came out stumblingly from his chapped lips.
If Fangzhou hadn't been close enough at this moment, he wouldn't have been able to hear what the old man said.
"this..."
The corners of Fang Zhou's eyes were moist again, why did this old man do this for himself.
Even at this time, he is still protecting himself!
Couldn't I give this old man a ride at the last moment?
His heart stung sharply.
"Don't...don't cry..."
"As long as you are safe, old...old slave will die...without any regrets..."
"Old slave...I did not disappoint you..."
Although Jing Yushan was in great pain, his expression when he looked at Fang Zhou was full of gentleness. It was the feeling of an elder being loved by a younger one.
Although he knew that he was not worthy of his status, in his last moments, he no longer cared about it.
After the Lord's death, the Lord's descendants were entrusted to him.
In his eyes, Fang Zhou is his descendant.
At that time, after learning about Fang Zhou's residence from Fang Fan's mouth, he moved here after solving most of the Nirvana matters.
He changed his name and came to this community as an ordinary old man.
Jing Yushan knew that his time was running out.
If not for anything else, just being able to stay by Fang Zhou's side, waiting for him silently, and just watching him quietly would be nice.
By Fang Zhou's side, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was following the adults decades ago.
The child he has been looking for for decades is now grown up, married and has children.
Since I can't watch him grow up, I can watch him quietly in the few days I have. This guardianship, which has been delayed for forty years, has not been absent after all.
This life was ruined, but I had no regrets in my life.
He is also very satisfied with the girl Xiaoxin. She is a woman who cares about her family and can take care of others. With her by Fang Zhou's side, he can feel more at ease.
Moreover, Lord Fang Fan felt very happy when he thought of Jing Yushan.
This kid has a lot of future and looks like an adult.
As for the one I feel sorry for, it's the little girl Fang Ling. I didn't do anything to help her, but luckily, with Master Fang Fan by my side, it's definitely not bad.
I just don’t know what’s going on with Mr. Fang Fan?
In this situation, it seems that I can't help.
Don’t be surprised, adults!
But I have taken care of the funeral arrangements, and the people in Nirvana are loyal enough, so you can accept it with confidence.
As for my two sons, I still hope that the adults will treat them well. After all, they are stupid and they can only survive by following the adults.
They will understand my intentions as a father.
Also, old man, I probably can’t see my granddaughter growing up.
Little Qiaoer, my grandfather lived a very tiring life and carried heavy burdens, but there are always things that must be done in this world.
If you don’t do it, no one will really remember it.
Grandpa can no longer hold you, nor can he grow up with you!
Grandpa is very reluctant to leave you, but you have to be obedient. If grandpa is alive in heaven, he will be very happy.
You said, there is a spirit in heaven, so is the master also looking at the old slave in heaven...
My lord, I know I have disappointed you, but I really tried my best. God pays off, and I finally found you.
The remaining life of the old slave is still useful.
But... Sir, do you know?
Your son's chess skills are as bad as yours!
He's just as bad as me.
Just like decades ago, I sit with you at the chessboard, constantly regretting moves, and constantly making bad moves that others think are extremely bad.
For decades, my chess skills have not improved at all. It’s not that I can’t, but that I don’t want to.
On Jing Yushan's dry body, a tear flowed from the corner of his eye. He knew it was a smile.
I am getting old and dying, and I have more to say.
Jing Yushan just stood there, and in his mind, he seemed to have returned to decades ago, when he was following the adults leisurely...
