Rebirth of City Supreme Immortal

The stone pot was steaming, the firewood crackled occasionally, and the snowflakes were still flying.

Luo Chen took off her coat to cover her grandmother and help her block the wind and snow!

The outside world is full of fairies, killing and shaking. It's time to shake the mountains and shake the sea, and shake the road!

But in the shabby yard, the old man's hands trembled and was scooping soup with his own hands!

This is a heart, but also a pity!

Luo Chen reaches out his hand, and his body has mobilized endless vitality, ready to rescue.

But the old grandmother seemed to feel something, and suddenly put out her hand to hold Luo Chen's hand!

"No, let me go. I'm dead!" The old grandmother said with a smile. She was kind and gentle!

"Death, for me, is liberation, is my wish!"

This makes Luo Chen's hand tremble!

It's dead!

There are three deaths!

The first time is the death of heart!

Heart dead, that is no longer any nostalgia for the world, like people, care about things are not, some are just instinctive alive.

There is a saying called, without you, mountains and rivers, stars and the sun are redundant!

The old grandmother's heart has long been dead. The great spirit of the Hao family that she cares about is no longer there. The son that she cares about is dead, and the grandson Haotian that she cares about is also dead!

In this world, she has long been carefree, and there is no one who will care about her.

Living is just a kind of suffering and instinct, just like walking dead.

So death, for her, is a relief!

"You don't have to"

"I know." The old grandmother pressed Luo Chen's hand again.

"You've protected the Hao family. It's a favor. I want to return it before I leave." The old grandmother gave a kind smile again.

"One last request, will you accompany me and send me away?" The tears in grandma's eyes fell again!

Her body is illusory, with a little brilliance.

She has handed the bowl of soup to Luo Chen.

Luo Chen took the bowl with both hands and tasted it. There was no taste, but it was very warm, very warm, very warm!

"Is it good?"

"Good." Luo Chen nodded with a smile.

Because of Luo Chen's words, the old grandmother suddenly showed a sincere smile again.

"When I'm old, I can only do something like this." The old grandmother reached for Luo Chen's hand and held it tightly in her hand. She stroked it again and again. She was confirming that Luo Chen was still there!

And Luo Chen's words undoubtedly make her very happy, because she still has value and can make some contributions.

Looking at the old grandmother's shaking hand, Luo Chen said softly.

"Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid!"

"I'm not afraid, I'm here!" Luo Chen comforts a way.

For death, anyone will be instinctively afraid.

Because after the death of the body, that is the second death!

After death, I can't feel everything in this world any more. It's a kind of nothingness, a kind of detachment!

But there is a third death, which is also the real death!

That kind of death is, the world will erase your traces, erase the little bit you have stayed in the world.

Maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand years!

At that time, no one in the world remembers you, no one knows you have been to the world, you quietly disappeared.

Why does the world worship ancestors?

More is to prove that there was once such a person in this world.

Let this person live in the heart, there are people remember him or her!

But as time goes on, all this will come to dust and earth.

When you leave, no one in the world will remember, no one will remember your face, your face, even your name!

This is the last death, and it's a real death.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid the world will forget me."

"I'm afraid no one knows me, no one remembers me."

"I am afraid that this indifferent world will erase the last proof of my existence."

"But when you come, I'm not afraid." The old grandmother was smiling, but her tears were already rolling down.

Other members of the Hao family don't care about the old grandmother. In their eyes, the old grandmother is just a tool to protect the Hao family.

So they don't remember grandma.

The old grandmother's death was just the loss of a tool to protect Hao's family.

But the old grandmother knew that Luo Chen was willing to come to see her off for the last journey, which showed that in Luo Chen's heart, the old grandmother was just an ordinary old woman, an old woman!

No one else will remember her, but Luo Chen will.

Not live in this indifferent world, but live in a warm heart, this is also alive!That's enough!

When many old people leave, no one cares because they are old people. Who cares about them?

Who cares about their fears?

But they used to be young and had the whole world!

All will be young and old!

"When I'm old, I just like to nag, because every time I say a word, it's less."

"When people are born, they are welcomed and when they leave, they are sent away. That's enough." The old grandmother held Luo Chen's hand.

"I'm satisfied to be able to walk with a smile when I'm away."

"I'm leaving. Thank you for seeing me off!" The old grandmother was radiant in all directions.

"Live well, feel the beauty of the world, a flower, a cloud, a gust of wind..." The glory of the old grandmother dissipated, and the outside world was shocked!

On the other hand, the old grandmother in the war was also at this moment, with a smile, and then dissipated in the wind and snow.

At this moment, a light of soul, if there is something or nothing, crosses thousands of mountains and rivers, flies over thousands of Li mountains and rivers, and then goes straight to the celestial burial star, where there is the underworld, where there is the end of the world, returning to the ruins!

Also at this moment, a white haired old man over the lucky Tianlong city was staring at the sky full of brilliance!

And Luo Chen got up and waved goodbye!

Finally, Luo Chen pushes open the door of the courtyard, and there are full of Haoshi people standing outside.

"What's her name?" Luo Chen asked.

No one answers, because no one knows, no one knows, because no one cares.

Luo Chen coldly looks at the dark people outside the door, finally coldly, and then walks away.

The old grandmother has been suffering for 200000 years, and has stood for the Hao family for 200000 years!

How many days and nights, how many spring, summer, autumn and winter, but no one knows her name!

The old grandmother of the Hao clan is dead!

This is a major event of auspicious day, and also a major event of the whole Hao family!

Haoguang came back, still a little Lord, because Haotian didn't formally take back the position of little Lord before!

In the yard, there was no one but Ding Peng, who was the most trusted by his grandmother, standing in front of Haoguang. "So, he is not Haotian?"