She played off after wearing the book

Chapter 1402 May those who miss you be well

"This is!"

When Li Qiuli unfolded the lamp paper in her hand and spread it on the table, and was about to write on it, looking at the lamp paper in front of her, which was clearly different from others, Li Qiuli looked up at Qian Qiao with a look of surprise.

"Hey, I saw that you like Bai Rui very much, so I tried to make one, but it wasn't very good..."

Qianqiao has been nervous since Li Qiuli opened the lamp paper. After all, this lamp paper took her a lot of thought.

"No, no, it's good, it's really good, and she's sure to like it."

Seeing what Qianqiao said, Li Qiuli quickly shook her head, and caressing the lantern paper in the shape of a dog in her hand, she said with a smile.

In the year of the famine, not only the white dog who had been with her at home died, but even her only daughter couldn’t survive the famine, and her daughter’s favorite was the little white dog.

"..."

Seeing that Li Qiuli seemed to be lost in memories, Qian Qiao exited the pavilion lightly, and called Ji Weixi who was also staying in the pavilion away before leaving.

Although Aunt Li never talked about herself in front of them, Qianqiao had heard Bai Rui mention it.

When the old man is alone, he often looks at the sky in a daze. Even Bai Rui, who is still somewhat ignorant of human emotions, can feel that sense of loneliness, and this description also reminds Qianqiao of Uncle Qi.

When she was still at Nangong's house, she often ran into Uncle Qi staring at the back mountain in a daze. Later, she learned from her third uncle that Uncle Qi was looking at the retreat tower on the back mountain, more precisely, the pagoda people in.

Qianqiao guessed that Aunt Li might be like Uncle Qi, looking at someone through the sky, and this person is probably no longer there.

This is also the reason why she specially prepared brushes for Aunt Li. Even in the modern society of her previous life, people had the habit of writing their thoughts on someone on Kongming lanterns.

May those whom Aunt Li misses be well in heaven.

Qian Qiao, who took the lead in releasing the Kongming Lantern, made a wish in his heart.

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"There he is, come on!"

The pain of forcibly opening up the meridians in his body almost killed half of Wei Lingan's life, but even so, this group of people did not give him a chance to breathe.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Wei Ling'an swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat forcibly, and with the last bit of strength, he tore up the Thousand Miles Escape Talisman in his hand.

After a whirlwind, Wei Ling'an was teleported to a dense bamboo forest.

Although he didn't know where he was, the divine consciousness he released didn't detect any danger.

So is he temporarily safe now?
Looking at the night sky cut by bamboo leaves, Wei Lingan curled his lips in a self-deprecating manner.

What is the point of him lingering on like this now?With his own strength, can he really avenge thousands of people from the Heavenly Demon Sect?

He didn't even have the courage to come forward and take their corpses...

Hehe, he's just an incompetent coward.

"An'er, you must survive. Only by surviving can the Heavenly Demon Sect have a future!"

The sudden voice in his head made Wei Lingan ask involuntarily.

"Father, do you really believe that An'er can give the Heavenly Demon Sect a future?"

However, except for the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo forest, no one here could answer his question.

"Father, if you really think that An'er is still useful, then give An'er a little response, okay..."

Knowing that even if he asked like this, Wei Ling'an would not get a response, but he still couldn't help expressing the confusion in his heart.

(End of this chapter)