After sighing, he ignored Dong Song's smile and endured the twitching of the corners of his mouth, and then dragged up the empty door panel and chased after Yu Yin, "Hey Yu Erxia, wait for me ......"

Dong Songyi also hurried to catch up. "Little brother......" Dong Songyi didn't understand why he didn't guard the tragic death of his fellow disciple, but instead chased after a heartless eye who was simply dead.

"Yu Sheng!" Yu Yin quickly discovered the zombie-like body crooked in the small col beside the road, and the long-extinct title surged up from the bottom of his heart: "Big brother!"

When he bent down to drag Yu Sheng out, he heard the sound stop beside him, and Dong Songyi had also arrived.

When Dong Song saw Yu Sheng lying in Yu Yin's arms on all fours, his eyes were full of tears when he looked at the endless night sky, and there was a porcelain spoon between his teeth, he was stunned for half a cup of tea, and asked Shi Xuan "You were blown up" in the same mood as Lonely Shuyang asked Shi Xuan, "You were blown up"...... Is it a zombie?"

"Hey......!" Dong Song hurriedly raised his palms to his chest, but the aftermath of his eyes red and tearful eyes did not put him in his eyes at all, and directly bypassed the sea and swept over.

The dying rat in the sea squeaked like a general, and in front of Dong Songyi and Yu Sheng, who was still in tears, the ghost cried wolf and howled and was pressed on the leg by Yu Yin and beat the fart board with a silver flute.

If Yu Sheng and Yu Yin were not twin brothers, Yu Yin might not be so angry. But it is precisely because Yu Sheng has the same face as Yu Yin, and Yu Yin, who faces the mirror every day, is irresistible to the appearance of biting the spoon and bursting into tears, as if he is being tortured by this boy of unknown origin, which is a real empathy.

Yu Yin thought that if Yu Sheng recovered, he would also imagine beating this kid as hard as he could, and it was precisely because Yu Sheng couldn't put it into action that he burst into tears.

The three disciples of the Qingcheng Sect really died miserably. Disheveled, dirty, and full of joy, and even after death, his face still had an expression of bliss and pain. Every pair of eyes widened, as if unwilling and happy.

"Woo woo......" A small sobbing sounded next to the corpse, like a heartache. It's like a loved one who lost his life and went to the grave to burn paper, crying many times, and there were not many tears.

"Don't cry!"

In the silence, only the wind blew the wilderness, and the sudden roar startled even Dong Songyi, who was standing on the side, and Canghai, who was lying on the door panel, was even more frightened. endured it, tears burst the embankment, flowing more and more, his mouth was flat, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Although Gongzi was occasionally taught a lesson by Chen Chao when he was young, he has never been beaten by a strange man in front of a strange man and a strange zombie since he became an adult. No matter how much the prince plays, this feeling of shame and indignation still can't be calmed down. Especially thinking that Qingliu is still on duty today, the word "desire" that is ashamed and angry can almost be completely omitted.

The door panel is not wide, but it can barely be used. Yu Sheng's feet were lying flat on the corpse, and Canghai was lying at Yu Sheng's feet facing the corpse, his right hand wrapped in gauze, and the five thin fingers of his left hand were pitifully open and placed on his chest against the door panel, and his fingertips were red from the cold.

Dong Songyi stood between the sea and the corpse, and his robe just blocked the sight of the sea. Dong Songyi glanced back at Canghai, and although he died tragically in the same door, he had to smile.

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