Snake King begging Ji

Chapter 290 Farewell (6)

In the past, she thought that she had lost everything and became a human being again after going through a catastrophe, and she would definitely survive the catastrophe and have great blessings.

But I don't want to, it turns out that there are more cruel things waiting not far away
Lose, give, be grateful and then lose again.

Is there anything more cruel and ruthless than this kind of life?

How could she endure what she saw and heard with her own eyes?
Especially when he thinks that tonight will be his last night!
"Father..." Panpan grabbed his hand, tears finally couldn't bear the weight, all over his face, "Father... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Dad, Xiao Qi is useless, I can't save you, I can't save you...".

Father Tian was still holding a piece of shiny meat in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the fallen leaf, no matter how much she cried and called, she remained motionless.

Only muddy tears kept falling, mixed with Panpan's tears, dripping onto his hands, boiling hot.

His heart, at this moment, must have been very painful.

The kind of pain that remembers the preciousness lost when everything is about to become dust.

Such hot tears fell straight down, and finally became cold again.

It's time to get out of the dungeon.

Ever since he saw that leaf, except for crying, Father Tian never moved or ate. Finally he was tired from watching, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The guard hinted that Panpan could not stay any longer, so that he would not have to explain himself, and wiped away his tears with his sleeves. Then Panpan got up and left with the food basket, and went outside, only to find that it was raining outside.

The spring rain is so utterly cold.

Everything in the rain is hazy and looks bleak.

The coachman was still waiting by the side of the road, and opened the door to ask her to get in the car. Panpan felt very tired, but his heart was clear.Pushing him away, he walked forward, despite the heavy rain, and quickly drenched himself into a drenched rat.

The night is so long, endless and endless.The rain is so cold, it pours into the bottom of my heart bit by bit, but she is not cold at all.

Walking like this, until a figure appeared in front of him.

The pattering rain wrapped her body tightly, and the clothes she poured were soaked, and there were stains everywhere.

The original luxurious attire was incomparably ironic at this time.

(End of this chapter)