Free Soldier King Mixed Country

"Don't say it's you, even I didn't expect Xiao Shan to choose this way to let Xiao Yi survive. His love for the old master is beyond the reach of others."

Han Batian said, because of this, that person has never thought that he has worked so hard and planned everything, and the last critical moment, there was a major failure.

The reason for the failure was that he ignored the two words human nature. Human nature is sometimes a terrible thing, but it varies from person to person. Xiao Shan was grateful for the old master's kindness and made such a choice.

"Xiao Yi's grandfather is really great. This is something that ordinary people simply cannot do."

"Yeah, as the saying goes, tiger poison does not eat children. He is sending his son to death with his own hands. I would like to ask who else in the world can do this."

Han Batian also deeply admires Xiao Shan's loyalty, and it is precisely because of Xiao Shan that he retains the blood of Xiao Huaiyi.

He looked at Xiao Yi who was kneeling on the ground at this moment. Xiao Yi's forehead was already bleeding, but Xiao Yi seemed to not know it, letting the blood flow down the bridge of his nose.

Xiao Yi didn't know until now, the secret that grandpa hid deep in his heart, the original plan in his heart was to bring this secret to the coffin, and he would never say it out.

"Xiao Yi...I can understand your current mood, but your grandfather did not save you to see how impulsive you are now. Now you don't even know who your opponent is, how can you avenge him?"

"Uncle Han is really useless. I can't even protect my family. If I go home earlier, this situation won't happen."

Xiao Yi blamed himself very much. As Xiao Yi's elder, Han Batian took a few steps forward and patted Xiao Yi's shoulder a few times.

On the one hand, his daughter’s future husband, on the other hand, the child of an old friend, Han Batian also regarded Xiao Yi as his own child in his heart.

"Even if you regret it at this point, everything is too late, but Xiao Shan certainly doesn't want to see you like this. You still have a long way to go in the future. You can only carry the burden on your shoulders. "

Han Batian comforted Xiao Yidao, and said to Xiao Yi in the tone of an elder, Xiao Yi's mood gradually calmed down.

Facing the photo of his grandfather, he swears in his heart that this blood debt must be repaid by them, and what he can do now is to transform this hatred into a driving force for progress.

"Uncle Han, I understand. I won't be so excited. What you said has a long way to go for me in the future. You can't be confused because of this."

"I know that you are a **** person. A man has tears and does not flick it lightly. Take care of your grandfather's funeral affairs. At least let him go gracefully.

Xiao Yi nodded. At this moment, Han Bing handed over a towel and signaled Xiao Yi to wipe off the blood on his forehead.

"I'm sorry for the attitude I used to speak, it may be too fierce, I apologize to you here."

"In fact, it's nothing. Everyone understands that your mood is uncomfortable. As long as you stand up now, everyone expects the best result."

Han Bing said with satisfaction, after Xiao Yi took the towel, wiped off the blood on his forehead, and then stood up.

After being preached by Han Batian, he suddenly became enlightened and understood what he was going to do next. He raised his head and looked at the familiar sky.

"what……"

With a long whistle to the sky, Xiao Yi's voice echoed over the entire village. Someone glanced in this direction, wondering what happened to Xiao Yi.

"dad……"

Seeing Xiao Yi suddenly, Han Bing yelled out like crazy, and said eagerly.

"Binger, stand here and don't move. Let him vent by himself. I have said everything that should be said. He understands what his responsibilities are."

Han Batian stopped Han Bingdao, Xiao Yi's mood was very depressed, so he should vent it, otherwise he would just feel even more uncomfortable.

"One day I will step on my own pace and return to the place that belongs to me. I will let this day be no longer able to cover my eyes. I will let this place not bury my heart anymore!"

This is Xiao Yi's oath, and he will use his actual actions to realize what he said.

Han Batian smiled with satisfaction. He came to Xiao Shan's body, picked up three sticks of incense and put it on, and his wife walked beside him.

An incense burner was placed, and the incense inside was burning. Han Batian said here facing the photo of Xiaoshan.

"Old fellow, I have come to see you. Xiao Yi has me to take care of you. You can rest assured that you have lived a great life in your life. Even if you die, you will have the face to meet your master."

Han Batian inserted the three sticks of incense, and the husband and wife faced the remains and bowed here three times. This was the final farewell.

By the time everyone returned to the yard, everything was over. The girls looked at Xiao Yi had calmed down, and they were very happy.

Before they knew it, Xiao Yi had become their spiritual support. Once Xiao Yi fell, they felt that the sky would collapse.

"Xiao Yi, are you better? We are all worried about you."

Li Xiaojia asked, it seems that Xiao Yi's condition is much better, at least not as impulsive as before.

The previous Xiao Yi was completely like a stranger, unfamiliar to the point that no one knew him, his eyes were full of anger and hatred.

Xiao Yi looked at the people present. Right now, he didn't know that his grandfather was dead, only Xiao Ya who was in school. Xiao Yi planned to tell Xiao Ya again tomorrow.

"Thank you... for being by my side all the time. I still have you. In the days to come, there are many things that I need to guard."

"No matter how difficult Xiao Yi encounters, we will follow you. Only you are our belonging."

Li Xiaojia's words are also the aspirations of everyone, and they think so in their hearts. Everyone is happy that Xiao Yi can survive this barrier.

I raised my head and looked at the sky. The melancholy cloud that had been covering the sky gradually dissipated, revealing the blue sky.

"I... won't fall."

Early in the morning of the next day, the entire Anning Bay was shrouded in white.

Xiaoshan died. The whole village was in silent mourning. A pair of white flowers were hung in front of the door. When Xiaoshan was alive, they were all helpful to everyone.

Now that people are dead, Xiaoshan must be allowed to go all the way. All the villagers spontaneously came to the courtyard of Xiao's house and formed a long queue.

Xiao Yi and Xiao Ya both wore linen and filial piety. Last night, Xiao Shan's body was sent to the crematorium and turned into the current urn.