Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady Chapter 311: : Burial (4)

　　"Who is he?!" Ji Qingshang asked, pointing to Liuhuo.

　　 Liuhuo didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

The voice of 　　 Ji Qingshang made everyone in the Ji family notice the fire standing next to Monsoon Smoke, but this look made them all stunned. The young boy was very handsome, even with The national teacher, known as the first beautiful man in the Holy Dragon Empire, is just a little bit young, but in a few years, I am afraid that after this greenness fades, he will be an incredible beautiful man.

　　 Chief Ji's face sank.

　　"Monsoon Smoke, today is the day your father was buried, and you are up to you no matter how you mess around, but today, how can you bring unrelated people over? Are you not afraid of disturbing your father's sleep?" /

　　 Ji Feng Yan looked at Ji's face funny, she indifferently raised her hand, swept over the flowing fire next to her, and slightly raised her chin and said: "Unrelated person? Uncle, what you said is nothing. It’s wrong, Xiao Liuhuo is my future husband-in-law. I’m here to see my father off today. What’s wrong?"

　　 Ji Qingshang’s eyeballs are almost out of the eye sockets. I heard Monsoon Smoke and Lei Min in Jicheng, because a little white face tore her face, she was quite disgusting, but...who would think, people say His little white face is so bad for the country and the people?

　　Although Liu Huo didn't say a word, he didn't resist Monsoon Smoke's approach at all, and Ji Qingshang suddenly became jealous.

　　 The corners of Ji Ji’s mouth twitched slightly, and there was nothing to say when he was blocked by the monsoon smoke.

　　 could only curse "I don't know the shame" and ignored it.

　　, Ji Linglong was taken aback for a while, only then realized that the boy who saw outside the door of Monsoon Yan’s house that day was the one in front of him.

　　 "Father, it's getting late, let's let my uncle go into the soil earlier for safety." Ji Linglong stepped forward to make a round.

　　 Chief Ji gave a cold snort, but didn't dare to neglect, so he nodded with a sullen face.

　　 The guards of Ji’s family held Ji Yu’s urn and slowly put it into the excavated tomb. At this moment, the surroundings became extremely quiet. Ling He and others resisted the soreness and redness in the nasal cavity. Keeping your eyes open, looking at the small square wooden box, buried their most beloved person.

　　 a cup of loess, a one-inch square box.

　　 No matter how beautiful or miserable you are in your lifetime, people die like a lamp, everything disappears at this moment.

　　 When the last handful of soil was covered, the people of Ji's family just perfunctorily for a while, they were ready to go back home. It was sunny, but it was already covered by dark clouds.

　　 Jifengyan, Ling He and others stood motionless in front of Ji Yu's grave, and had no intention of leaving. Ji Chief didn't bother to care about them, so he called the others up and left.

　　The silent cemetery now looks even more empty.

　　 Jifengyan and a dozen guards stood in front of Ji Yu’s grave, looking at the hard stone monument, not knowing what they were thinking.

　　 "My lord, the lady is here to see you off, look at it..." Ling He, who endured for a long time, couldn't bear the congestion in his heart, and tears slipped down silently.

　　The other guards were sobbing into a ball, but they stood up straight.

　　"Miss, although the lord has not returned home for a long time, he will think of you before every war. He said that he will see you when he sends his armor back to repair Wu." Ling Hezhuo With lips, watching monsoon smoke.

　　 General 　　 died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned for ten years.

　　 can come back here, but there is that box of ashes...

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