บท 779: The Dao Ancestor Returns and Creates a Cultivation Path! (1)

Over the past few days, Xu Kui and his wife had been in a very poor mental state. Their daughter had suddenly been taken away at the funeral. As a father, how could he easily let it go?

Although Xu Kui's friends in the army would come to accompany him from time to time, in fact, no one could really comfort him.

Xu Kui was sitting in the courtyard as usual. The surroundings were still the same as when the mourning hall was built. His wife hugged Xu Jiajia's black and white portrait as if her tears had long dried up. She just sat there in a daze and did not say a word.

Xu Kui seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden. The white hair on his head had doubled. He sat there smoking without saying a word. The other officers could not bear to see this scene, but they did not know what to say to comfort him.