Post and Gu Xiyan helped to sit there and looked sad and dignified.
Xia Han’s eyes burst into tears, and his own son could not recognize him before his eyes. Now he has worked hard all his life, but his father will die.
What mistakes did Xia Jia make in his previous life? God is going to punish us like this?
"Ink son …" Xia Shihao scattered eyes finally found the focus, that is, the statue of the king, his dry eyes staring straight at the statue of the king’s black eyes constantly calling.
Xia Han looked forward to staring at Zunwang, hoping that he could take a look at his grandfather.
"All back" Zun Wang ordered everyone to retreat silently.
Xia Shihao old hand moved to his mouth to say something but couldn’t make a sound.
Xia Han also knew that his father was dying, and his heart was so sad that he couldn’t hide him any more. A father tone ordered the king to "come and grandpa will call you."
Zun Wang hesitated for a few seconds or came over and bent down to hold Xia Shihao’s hand.
Xia Shihao’s throat rang slightly, but he couldn’t speak up to the king. He had to squat down and lean his ear over to hear what he said.
"Ink son, I know … you are ink son, and you have always been … the only flesh and blood of Xia family is us … Xia family … Sun’s theory of your status now … in the future … What kind of mask are you wearing … Your body … is always flowing with Xia family blood … This is your … forever method to change … the fact! Grandpa is leaving … I hope you can … Mo Er identity … Call me a … Grandpa! "
The words finally brought tears to Xia Han’s eyes, and two drops of clear water slid to his heart, like a knife. What is the first grandchild who can’t recognize him? What the hell?
Xia Feng has been hanging his head and saying nothing, but his heart is already choppy
Zun Wang Chui’s eyes and lips are still light.
"Grandpa is going to leave. Call him." Xia Han almost asked.
With a frown, he knew that so many night attendants were staring at the statue of the king through a wall, waiting for him to prove his identity, especially the thin man with sunken eyes, whose eyes were as sharp as eagles.
Xia Shihao’s body suddenly twitched, his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open. It seems that he has a sigh of relief and has not swallowed this breath. He has been holding on.
"Call, call, call …" Xia Han unconsciously increased his volume. He clung to the statue of the king and begged urgently.
Everyone looked at the statue of the king and thought in his heart.
The statue of the king raised his eyes and opened his thin lips. Finally, his mouth was "I’m sorry, I’m not cold-blooded."
Zun Wang raised his eyes and opened his thin lips, but finally he said, "I’m sorry I’m not!" "
Hearing this, Xia Shihao wrinkled his eyes and shed two lines of tears to swallow his last breath … and his eyes were still wide open.
No movement, no breath, no temperature …
Zun Wang Chui’s eyes are like tears, his hands are trembling, but his lips are covered with a thick smile, and he laughs so strangely
I can’t sleep every night. Grandpa would sit by the bed and tell him stories. A few days ago, they played chess together. Grandpa said that his only wish was to hear Mo Er call him a grandfather in his lifetime.
Grandpa begged and looked forward to seeing him before he died, hoping that he could satisfy his little wish and let him die in print, but he was so cruel that he refused to let grandpa go to his grave.
"Grandpa-"Xia Feng cries out in grief.
"Xia Bobo …" Post and Gu Xiyan are also very sad.
"You bastard-"Xia Han explodes anger to seize the collar of Zun Wang and roar like thunder. "What? What’s so heartless? He’s dead. Dead is his last breath and last wish. What can’t be him? Why let him die unsatisfied? What? "
"I come, it’s not dharma." The statue of the king looked at him coldly and replied.
"Bastard" Xia Han’s fist swung hard at Zun Wang, but he was gripped by a strong hand, which was as strong as an eagle’s claw and made the injured Xia Hanfa move.
Ghosts’ eyes narrowed slightly and shot out two sharp cold lights and stared at Xia Han coldly. "Dare to hit our king? I think you are tired of living!"
"retreat!" The statue of the king drank ghosts and looked at him in amazement for two seconds. Put Xia Han fist down and retreat.
Look up at the grief and grief, and Xia Han Zun Wang’s expression is as cold as ice, and his eyes are indifferent and alienated without a trace of temperature. "Forget it this time … don’t offend me again! Otherwise, you will be punished by the harshest punishment in the world. "
Is it a threat or an order to respect the king? It sounds like a generous god forgiving a humble mortal.
Xia Feng opened his eyes in astonishment. He couldn’t believe that King Zun would talk to Xia Han like this.
Less than an hour later, wearing a mask seemed to turn into a different person. If it weren’t for these eyes, Mr. Xia couldn’t believe that he was the Wang Zun who respected Xia’s family so much.
Gu Xiyan gnashed her teeth with anger. Now she knows everything. Looking at Zun Wang’s cold-blooded feelings, she can’t stand it. God, how can a son talk to the old man like that?
"Ha … ha ha …" Xia Han laughed face upwards. "This is really the most terrible joke in the world. The weirdest joke has a son …"
"Cold" grabbed Xia Han and stopped him from continuing to say that he had lost his thinking ability when he was devastated by the loss of his father and grief in Xia Han.
"Wang has forced the export of their viewing tower" Lengqin came to leave.
"Action" honors the king’s orders
"Wang, this is not in the organization. Besides, what did Xia Han disrespect you just now? We have to …" Ghosts don’t understand and ask the ghosts who were stopped by the king’s cold eyes, but he didn’t dare to look again.
"How much does it cost to ask the dark night to save my daughter and my cold wife?" Post suddenly asked calmly
King Zun looks up at Post, and this tense moment is still the coolest and most rational for you.
Lengqin looked at Zun Wang Zun and Wang Weiwei nodded. Lengqin replied in a businesslike manner, "If they are not dead before we accept one billion dollars, we will definitely bring them back alive."
"What do you fart? How did my daughter die? How can you die if you are displaced? " Gu Xi Yan became angry from embarrassment, pointing to Leng Qin and scolding Leng Qin. His eyes were hideous but he dared not send them.