2673 The Real World 23

"No matter what method you use, find it, even if you dig three feet into the ground to find it." You Ming Lengsen ordered.

"Yes."

A group of women in white led the way.

At this time, little Mo'er, who was carrying her baby, was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, dreaming beautiful dreams.

The next morning, the group got up early, had a simple breakfast, and drove away in a carriage. The people of the Nether Sect still don't know that the Jiuxiao Baodian has left Qingyun Town, and a group of people are still working hard to find it in Qingyun Town.

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In the early morning, the hazy mountains in the distance are shrouded in a layer of veil, and the shadows are splendid, and they are far and near in the misty clouds and smoke.

The verdant mountains are overlapping, like the undulating waves on the sea, surging and surging. The buildings that look like castles in the mountains are like the dormant dragons entrenched in the mountains, looking majestic from a distance. magnificent.

In front of a simple and solemn courtyard, there are two majestic stone statues, a small bridge in the courtyard, a small building on the second floor, and a handsome man lying on the bed.

At this moment, the handsome man in his sleep seemed to have fallen into a nightmare.

["Yutang was hit by a car and flew out. She was still breathing, but the driver ran away. It was a suburb and there were very few people. By the time people found out, her body had become icy cold... This is rain Tang's leftovers, if you want to take them, you can take them."

He walked on the road in a daze, with the words of the proprietress in his ears.

In front of a newly built tomb, stood a tall figure, standing there motionless, with deep black eyes gazing tenderly at the photo of the woman on the stone tablet.

His hand was attached to the woman's photo, and there was an inescapable pain deep in his eyes.

"You ask me, did the hero of the movie have the last word to the heroine?"

"now I know."

"I love you."

…… 】

【"Tang'er."

Feng Ming caught her body in surprise and panic, and the gun in his hand fired several shots behind him until all the bullets were fired.

His hands were on the chest where blood was gushing continuously, those pairs of trembling slightly, the dark eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, "You will be fine, it will be fine. We still have to watch the sunrise, we are still To travel around the world."

Bei Yutang touched his handsome cheek and wiped the tears from his eyes, "I'm sorry, I'm going to make a blunder."

She clearly felt that life was passing little by little.

Feng Ming took her hand and held it tightly, "Don't say sorry to me. I won't let you die, no."

"Live well. Wait..." The last word 'I' was as thin as mosquito silk and was inaudible.

Feng Ming hugged her tightly, not letting go, nor did he dare to let go.

He was afraid that if he let go, there would be nothing left. 】

Suddenly, the person lying on the bed sat up abruptly, with fine beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. In the depths of the deep, ink-like eyes, there seems to be still the emotions in the dream, and there is a deep sadness in the eyes that cannot be opened.

"Tang'er, Tanger, Tanger..."

The name kept spinning in my head.

After a few breaths, Feng Lihen's expression remained the same. He walked to the portrait and wanted to touch the woman in the painting, but he seemed to be afraid of something, so he didn't dare to go forward.

"Yutang. Is this your name?" A low and pleasant voice swirled in the silent room.

"Tang'er, Tanger..."

Every time he recited, there seemed to be something pressing in his heart, and there was a burst of stinging pain.

He covered his heart and looked at the woman in the painting with deep eyes, "Tang'er, I will find you. It doesn't matter if you are a human or a ghost."