Douluo’s Ultimate God of War

Xiao Yue came to a single-family villa not far away and watched quietly. The weather was very cold, and the leaves of the trees had already fallen out. You can see that this place is very particular, and it is a good location for viewing and living.

There were no disturbances, and no accidents happened. He found Xu Qiong's residence smoothly, which was the single-family villa in front of him.

In the distance, a car drove slowly, and a graceful woman got out of the car. She was so familiar, it shocked Xiao Jue's heart. It was Xu Qiong.

She is well maintained, although she has already passed the age of Fenghua Zhengmao, but there are not many traces of years, and she has a sense of maturity and stability.

Xiao Yue was stunned and remembered a lot of past events. The beautiful women back then were talking and laughing and were very cheerful, but now the temperament is completely different.

The passing years and the passing youth have changed a lot, if not for meeting here, he would not dare to recognize each other.

"Mom." The door on the other side opened, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl got out of the car, jumping around, very lively and beautiful, very similar to Xu Qiong 20 years ago.

In the distance, Xiao Yue was in a daze. After so many years, the girl who used to be a mother was already a mother, and having a daughter of this size made him have mixed feelings and stood silently on the spot.

"Years." He spit out these three words slowly.

From a distance, Xu Qiong was looking at him, and when he saw him, his handbag suddenly fell to the ground, the expression on his face suddenly solidified, and he looked at this place in surprise.

Then, she looked extremely excited, stretched out her hand, pointed at Xiao Ju, and murmured: "You...you...you are..."

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" The girl quickly walked around the car, ran to the front, hugged one of her arms, shook it worriedly, and then followed her gaze to look here.

After so many years, Xiao Jue's appearance remained unchanged, even a few years younger than before. He came to the front silently to face her.

"Really...is it you?" Xu Qiong asked with a trembling voice.

"It's me." Xiao Yue nodded.

Such encounters made it difficult for many words to be spoken for a while, and the two faced each other silently, and their moods fluctuated.

"Go in and say." Xu Qiong said calmly.

"Mom, who is he?" the girl next to her whispered.

After entering the living room, Xu Qiong said: "Xu Ye, go to your own room. I will have something to say with this uncle."

"What uncle is just a few years older than me." Xu Ye wrinkled his nose and said in a playful and provocative way: "Hey, who are you, kiddo?" With a joking tone, it didn't make people feel good. Disgusted and very lively.

"Go back to my room." Xu Qiong scowled.

"Oh, OK."

The living room was quiet, and neither of them spoke. For Xu Qiong, the appearance of Xiao Ju was too shocking.

There was a suffocating silence, after a long time Xu Qiong said, "These years...where have you been?"

"It's so far, so far, so far as I worked so hard to die, and I haven't come back until now." Xiao Yue said bitterly.

Xu Qiong sighed softly and said, "I haven't waited for you for too long. I have only waited for two years for two years. People always want to live."

Xiao Ju nodded. The reality is not. People have to survive, live, and wait for a lifetime. It is unrealistic, but just a beautiful story. People always have to move forward.

He didn't know how Xu Qiong got his parents here, what must have happened, there are some stories.

"Xu Qiong, my parents..." Xiao Jue trembled.

"If you come back three years earlier, it will be fine."

Xiao Ju was struck by lightning, and he leaned weakly on the sofa. He felt dim and dim. Although he had expected it, when he heard such a reply, he still felt as if he had fallen into the abyss, and his eyes were dark. Tears rolled down uncontrollably.

Xu Qiong got up, led him into a room and told him that this was the place where the two old men lived. Three years ago, one after another, within a month, they passed away one after another.

Xiao Yue knelt there, crying silently, and firmly grasped the bed sheet, wanting to feel everything about them and capture the breath of existence.

"They really miss you very much. They hum softly every night the song that made you fall asleep when you were a kid, and touch the photos of you when you were a kid..."

"Especially, when they are sick and can't move anymore, they cling to the yellow album for fear of losing it."

"In the last days, they rubbed with rough hands and stared at your photos with muddy eyes..."

Xiao Ju couldn't bear it anymore, and knelt on the ground, with her head against the bed, crying in sorrow.

For more than 20 years, all the efforts have finally come to nothing. After all, he has not been able to see his parents. His heart is like a knife, full of sorrow and sorrow, and endless regrets!

The heart-piercing pain, tears bursting, blurred his eyes, and Xiao Ju's fingers were almost snapped off. He couldn't accept the result.

Xu Qiong retired, leaving him alone in the room. In a daze, Xiao Jue felt a warmth and call.

"Xiaojun, are you back..."

Xiao Yue's liver and intestines were broken, and he murmured, crying blood every word, reciting the sutra of salvation. He never thought that he would recite for his parents. Every word was burned in the void, branded in the room with his sadness and sorrow.

The tragedy of the wind tree!

The son wants to raise but the kiss does not wait. When the wandering son returns, he does not see his father and mother, life and death are separated, where is the bleak talk.

Xiao Ju shed tears, all his efforts were gone, and he returned desperately, crossing the endless star field, and also unable to survive the river of time, after all, it was a step too late.

He was shaking gently, reciting the Scripture of Saving People, what kind of pain it was, and chanting Taoist scriptures for his parents with tears, hoping they would die.

Xiao Yue bit her lip, the blood dripped, and she whispered over and over again, every word was stained with blood, and the whole room was full of runes, branded with nothingness.

For more than two decades ~www.readwn.com~ his goal in life is to come back, meet his parents, reunite with them, and let smiles appear on their old and sad faces. For this reason, he was born and died, just to return. However, his parents were gone...In a single period, his life had no purpose, and the whole world collapsed.

"Dad, Mom..." Xiao Jue murmured, tears constantly falling, shaking, and silently reciting the sutra of salvation. She never thought that she would see her parents off like this.

The greatest pain in the world is nothing more than this.

He has a lot to say, telling his thoughts over the past two decades, but no one is there anymore, what else can he do? Only choked up, tears kept rolling down.

Xiao Jue's heart was painful, all his efforts turned into nothingness in the face of the years, and nothing could be repeated or changed.

The pale of life, the ruthless years, he was so sad and helpless, he reached out into the void and could not catch anything!

He felt that he was so ridiculous, thinking that one day as long as he was invincible, he could crush everything and change everything. But now, God directly gave him a blow, making him feel weak, kneeling on the ground, and not wanting to get up.