Queen she's back

Chapter 213 Xiaowu is still alive!

Shi Lingyan paused, seemed to smile, but didn't seem to.

Immediately, he walked.

Looking at Shi Lingyan's back, Bai Yuejie felt as if something was rolling violently in her chest, almost bursting out of her chest.

After so many years, Tang Wu is still irreplaceable in his heart.

However, she died.

Fortunately, she died.
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The song and dance gradually came to an end.

Grandpa Tang and Grandma Tang watched the curtain call on the stage, and finally couldn't help applauding.

"Sure enough, it's much better than the song and dance troupe of the art troupe back then." Grandma Tang couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and said with a smile: "The times are changing all the time, so you can't accept it."

Grandpa Tang had already achieved great military exploits at a young age. He led a division to charge into battle alone, and was known as a legendary figure in the army.

As for Grandma Tang, she was a flower in the art troupe. There were more people who pursued her and coveted her than the entire art troupe.

But the two of them grew up together in the compound since they were very young, and they were able to get together in the end, which was passed down as a good story in the army, and everyone admired it.

Over the years, the relationship between the two has never changed.

When Grandpa Tang heard his wife's words, he took her hand with a smile and said in a low voice, "You still dance well, what are they?"

Grandma Tang was somewhat forgiving, "What are you talking about, you are already old, and you have to obey your old age."

"You are the best no matter how old you are," Grandpa Tang said in a low voice, "These ages are too young, showy, and don't have the style of a general."

Grandma Tang couldn't help laughing, and stretched out her hand to push him.

"Grandma, grandpa!" Tang Jingming came out of nowhere and interrupted the whispering of the old couple.

Grandpa Tang was a little dissatisfied, so he slapped the bastard directly, "I'm so old, I don't know how to be more prudent."

Tang Jingming felt wronged, "Why, I didn't kill or set fire, so why am I so unsteady!"

"Hmph," Grandpa Tang was dissatisfied, "What do you mean by prudence? Look at Ling Yan, when he was your age, he was in the army and killed the enemy. Look at you now..."

"Tsk, if it wasn't because of my uncle's cunning, he lied to him that my sister likes to serve in the army and has a masculine look, he wouldn't have joined the army." As he spoke, he realized that he seemed to have said something he shouldn't have said.

Tang Jingming was a little annoyed, and was thinking about how to change the subject, when suddenly, a familiar prelude came from the surrounding speakers.

The publicity of the electric guitar and the entanglement and hovering of the low and dull bass are accompanied by the petals in the center of the stage.

This kind of melody is not only Tang Jingming, but many people at the scene have heard it and are familiar with it.

This is one of Tang Wu's masterpieces, "The Crown".

All eyes were focused on the stage.

In the next moment, from the back of the dark stage, a woman gradually stepped forward against the light. The singing voice that was familiar to her bones appeared with her appearance, which made people's bones tremble.

This is... Tang Wu's voice!

Everyone couldn't believe it. Immediately afterwards, Tang Wu's face was reflected on the big screen on the stage.

Tang Jingming recognized who she was at a glance.

After seeing her face clearly, he couldn't help taking a breath.

She dared to appear in such a grand manner, this woman, really didn't intend to kill her?

"This...Xiao Wu?" Grandma Tang's trembling voice rang in her ears.

Tang Jingming's heart skipped a beat. Turning around, Grandma Tang had tears streaming down her face, "Xiao Wu is still alive, she's still alive!"

(End of this chapter)