C1574 Guo shudong's funeral.

"Ugh …" He Yajing walked to the side of the stretcher and saw that Guo Shudong was quietly lying on the stretcher. There was an obvious bloody hole on his forehead.

He Yajing could no longer hold it in, he covered his mouth with both hands, controlling himself to not cry out, but the more he controlled, the more he could not help but cry out