Rebirth of Japanese Wolf Legacy

But he has confidence in this battle ...

Although not the confidence of victory, it is enough to reach his purpose.

He is a determination to be dead.

One person in order to fight the descendants of the desertes, they are not to be atone to the death of the demon, and it is also based on the subsequent victory.

[Killing] is not invincible, predictive action is not equal to the future.

It is precisely because of the weakness of [murder], so he will only come here.

What he has to do is zoom in to this weak point, then zoom in, until the person can easily defeat the magic.

Magic and blade fiction fictiticize beautiful and fatal bright colors, can't say that it is happy or sorrowful.

If it is sorrow, his mouth with a smile.

But if he is very happy, then, if you can't live, what is the tears of the decisions?

Finally, after a while, the personality finally switches.

After recognizing the facts, he came with weep, step by step, and came to the face of Washaghiji.

"How can I like this, grandfather ..."

He kneel down and looked at this bloody scene. He wanted to hug his grandfather who had not seen many years, but he was afraid of the pain of Washai.

Washen Xiuji saw his performance and issued a dull sigh.

It turned out that one person was alone for so many years, and her grandson had split it ...

Otherwise, who can endure the loneliness of the long years?

Even the passage of time is a meaningless manifestation.

His hearts have emerged in an unbearable feelings.

Washen Xiuji looked at him and gradually laughed.

That's right, this is your own grandson. As for another person, he doesn't care, and it is not necessary to care.

But since there is a second personality, it will show that those little things have not played.

"I gave you the game card, which is the kind of game that captures the cream. You like that time when you are young."

"What card belt?"

Washen Xiji is silent for a while.

The back of the polar man has been thrown in the brain.

Is it?

Also right.

How can I remember this cumbersome little thing?

I didn't expect to see so many years, but it is every forever.

That is, it is to be seen, and it is also left.

However, looking at this real grandson, but let him be full of folded faces.

"Sorry, so many years, let you suffer." Washari Xihao Ji struggled to compete for the eyes of God, "Mind ... I ask you?"

"Grandpa you said ..."

"If you return to the Milotyles, what do you want to do?"

"I want to be your brother and sister ... I don't know what happened, I sometimes can't hold myself, I want to bully my sister ..." He said, "I also know that it was closed in the basement because I hurt my brother. My sister, but my grandfather, you listen to me, I really don't want to do what I do ... "

"I know ... I know, it is a disease, child, sorry, I have not found antiplatics."

Washen Xihao Ji did not say a word, there is blood block on the mouth.

"Don't blame you, Grandpa, I will call the hospital now!" He hurriedly took out a pink, completely did not belong to his mobile phone, "Ambulance, the hospital phone is how much Grandpa, I forgot ! "

He was anxious to cry, and the expression was so true.

It is also no wonder that it is closed for so many years, even if there is another personality, but the old age is still in the stage of the child. For his own memory, he lives with Walang Xiuji. This old man is even more important than his parents.

036 seal release

"No, let me stay with you for a while ... Do you want Mom, Mom?"

The desertichi Xiu Ji's mouth has a smile, which is a rare expression for the desertichuan.

He nodded hard.

"Those who are killed by you, they also have Mom and Dad ... Child, you are sick, this disease is not saved, you have to live, you must die, and more and more ..."

He listened to Wenchuan Xiuji, his face gradually changed, hurriedly defended.

"I don't want ..."

"I know, the child, I know, you are forced helpless, but the murdere will be relied ..." Waituan Xiuji worked hard to reach a hand, I want to touch my grandson, "If you live, always One day, even your younger sister will be killed by you. "

"I won't ... won't ..."

His lips slender, as if they were arguing for themselves.

But a cold thing hit his head, he looked up, the five people were hanging in his holiday, was opened, blood like a melted ice, ruthlessly remind him to real .

"One day later, you will not only kill the children of the Qianyue, even your parents, I will not be bad."

Washam Xiji strongly supported the words of my life with the last one of life.

Taking another person has not occupied the wind, he has the opportunity to kill the murder of the murder of the curse.

"Grandpa ... I, what should I do?"

"It's very simple ..."

The white hair of the desertilation is the white hair floating with the night.

"There are more than two hundred meters from the ground, jumping from here, everything will become better ..."

"But I will die."