Du Ruo listening to that change again and again three call, only feel heartbroken, quickly step forward to crouch in the cat four master legs, hand tightly hold that cold big paw, head to his knees a plop, gently rubbed.
The fourth master of the cat remained silent, but the empty hand caressed Du Ruo's face, one at a time, so lightly that it was almost impossible to try.
Half a day later, the Fourth Master snapped his eyes open, lifted his pen and wrote down several lines with a dragon's flourish, then shouted, "Su Peisheng!"
Du Ruo stared blankly at Su Peisheng's back as he left to announce the decree, only feeling in a trance.
No, although it is said that the death of a man is like the extinction of a lamp, the past good or bad, right or wrong are all written off! But---but---no, tha
