The darkest moment of the day is this time before dawn.

Qin Wuzheng stood alone in front of the broken cemetery and stopped and remained silent.

The whole person seemed to be melted into the dark dark shadow like ink.

His heart was filled with countless negative emotions.

exhausted.

Wronged.

anger.

Powerless.

Qin Dongbei was not very good to him during his lifetime, or even bad.

But at least he ensured that he had enough food and clothing to grow up. This kind of nurturing was enough for him to support Qin Dongbei in his old age and see him off.

Therefore, when Tiansheng Group fell, the power in the northeast of the Later Qin Dynasty fell and scattered.

No one has ever cared about this person who once stood at the top of the world.

Only Qin Wu and Zheng were the only ones who pieced together money to handle the funeral for Qin Dongbei to be buried.

This process suffered a lot and suffered a lot.

I saw the world that I had never seen before.

He silently endured everything and worked hard to survive.

No one can tell how much courage a Qin family, who was originally noble and arrogant in the eyes of outsiders, would take to let go of everything and ask for help.

Especially at this age when she suddenly lost her father, her mother Wu Keru is another weak woman who only knows how to cry and can't hold on.

For Qin, Wu and Zheng.

It's no different from the sky falling.

But he finally gritted his teeth and insisted on finishing the matter.

He did the whole process by himself, and many things that should be handled by elders of higher "rank" were handled by him alone.

From beginning to end, from not understanding to understanding, from confusion to proficiency.

Nowadays, he can be said to be the best among his peers who are good at dealing with his own father's funeral.

If anyone doesn't care about his father's death?

I'm sure I'm familiar with him and I'm orderly.

But now.

The hard work of hard work was destroyed.

He didn't let him breathe a sigh of relief, and all his efforts were wasted.

Only an empty cemetery was left as if mocking his incompetence.

Qin, Wu and Zheng looked at the messy ground.

He closed his eyes in pain.

He did not hate Wang Wen, who killed his father. In his opinion, everything was Qin Dongbei's own choice. Since he wanted to kill others, he had to be prepared to be killed.

There is nothing to say about everyone being equal in the face of life and death.

He just felt sad that he was too weak and could not even keep his father's grave.

I also have to find help from the enemy who killed my father.

He was also rejected.

His heart was filled with grief and anger, causing his breath to swell and cry without tears, and he just wanted to shout with all his strength.

Screaming until his throat was hoarse.

Screaming to the point of heartbreak.

It would be better to even shout to blow up the vocal cords for the rest of your life and be a mute who has no words to say.

He took a deep breath and opened his mouth to the deep and dark mountains, yelling: "Ah!!!"

Halfway through the shouting, he was interrupted by a voice behind him.

"What should I do if I cry here early in the morning and howl until my neighbors rest!"

Qin Wuzheng suddenly turned around and stared at the person who came with wide eyes.

I saw a picture that would never be forgotten by him.

In his sight.

A figure slowly walked out of the darkness.

Just at this moment, a dawn light appeared in the distant horizon.

The silky silky light sprinkled over.

The figure stood under the light and spoke to him calmly.

Qin, Wu and Zheng will never forget this scene in their lifetime.

He will never forget the man who walked out of the morning light when he was the loneliest and helpless.

Even if the other party is the murderer who killed his father.

"Anyway, there is nothing to do when you get out of the tower early, come and take a look." Wang Wen looked into the distance in the rays of light, and sincerely praised: "The vision is good and the scenery is good."

The most helpless time comes, it seems that he is the most reliable person in the world today.

Qin Wu and Zheng's nasal cavity became acidic.

The dam breaks through the dam and collapses thousands of miles away.

He looked at Wang Wen who was looking around him, and his mood was so complicated that he could not be described in words.

Hearing the other party’s praise, Qin Wuzheng said muffled: “It’s not my opinion. I spent money so much these days, and I naturally have professionals to help choose scenery. This should be the best cemetery of the same size.”

Wang Wen, who was dispersing energy into the ground, used five microscopic techniques to observe the techniques used in the Western Continent, looked up at him and smiled, "Is that so? Then I moved my parents' tombs over. They are still pitifully squeezed into the tablet cemetery I bought with hundreds of points. The lattice is so small that I can almost put the relics."

Qin Wuzheng reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth and showed an expression that he didn't know if it was considered a smile.

Watching Wang Wen checking repeatedly for a long time, he finally fell into deep thought.

He hurriedly asked, "Do you have any clues?"

Wang Wen took off from his thoughts, thought for a while, shook his head and said, "There is no extraordinary skill or the aura of the world tower props, and the other party seems to be destroyed by human power."

Qin Wuzheng nodded: "It should be that people in the Western Continent are the most repulsive of the World Tower, and it is definitely impossible to use the World Tower to obtain the abilities."

Wang Wen pursed her lips and did not respond.

He actually didn't say anything.

There is no breath of extraordinary skills or props, but there is another taste that he is very familiar with.

The taste of divine power!

Wang Wen was a little surprised.

How could it be?

Can people from the Western Continent also have divine power and are able to use divine power normally?

He had never been in contact with the Western Continent in his previous life, because Qin Dongbei lived well in his previous life, so naturally there were no grave digging incidents.

Divine power is the best source of energy he has discovered so far.

If the Western Continent has divine power.

Then it is really necessary to have a deeper understanding of those guys.

Thinking of this.

Wang Wen took out his cell phone and sent several messages to Chen Hansheng and others.

Qin Wuzheng was anxious when he watched from the side and couldn't help but ask: "What should we do next?"

"There is a Boai Group that will help you find people and wait for the news patiently." Wang Wen finished speaking lightly, stretched her waist and walked down the mountain, muttering to herself: "It's still early, it should be enough to make up for your sleep."

It was bright.

He Ju, who had just had brunch in the college cafeteria, was in a good mood.

It was relieved to exchange treasures with Mo Ran in the early morning.

He also received a verbal praise from Wang Wen, "He helped a lot."

He Ju feels very recognized and accomplished.

He looked back and forth at the "high-level" [All-deletion lamps for all diseases], thinking that this prop is his blessing. He couldn't help but wash it with water, wipe it with cloth, and hold it and kiss it.

Liu Liudada met Song Ping'an and his family of three walking towards the parking lot near the portal.
To be continued...