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Chapter 242 Knife(2/2)

The bent back Lao Liu stood up, took Zhao Goudan into his arms, wiped the tears on his wrinkled face and said, "Silly, why are you crying?"

Zhao Goudan cried heartbrokenly: "Sixth brother, how can I let me Zhao Goudan wash my feet!"

After crying, Zhao Goudan actually fell asleep in the arms of Lao Liu.

The bent back Lao Liu gently put Zhao Goudan on the bed, nodded to Kunlun, walked out, and as soon as he walked out of the yard, Zhao Goudan behind him rolled out and crawled out, shouting at Liu Master, the bent back Lao Liu stopped and glared at him, "Go back and rest! This is the order!"

Zhao Goudan got up, laughing in tears.

The sloppy old man Li cleaned up his clothes in a rare embarrassment and saluted with the three fingers of his left hand.

"Zhao Goudan, the third battalion of the Big Sword Regiment, have met the leader!"

The curved back Lao Liu smiled.

Zhao Goudan also grinned.

The bent back Lao Liu turned around and walked out of the yard. He said to the silly Kunlun who was following him: "Kunlun, everyone says that I bent back Lao Liu is setting rules and abide by the rules. Do you know what rules I set and what rules I follow?"

Kunlun scratched his head and shook his head.

The bent back Lao Liu knocked his head and said, "Elmus lump."

After saying that, he looked back at the sanatorium and said, "Lin Changsheng entered Beijing, and you tell him a word, it was said by Lao Liu, who took my knife and wanted to keep the rules I promised to those who had been born and died."

After saying that, Lao Liu, who bent back, looked up.

Suddenly, it rose up and rose into the air.

He held his right hand behind him and held a knife in his left hand.

The first knife hit Lin Changsheng who entered Beijing.

This sword respects the world.

Then he slashed the second knife towards Luoyang.

This sword respects the world.

Then, he raised his knife and slashed it up the sky.

This sword respects old friends, oneself, and all living beings.

This life is freehand and romantic.

When this knife is like this.

——At the city gate, the white-clothed Confucian scholar sighed and said, "Before death, go from the earth to the sky."

On this day, Lao Liu, who had been bent back all his life, closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!
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