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Tang Dehui didn't take this sentence seriously if someone else said it.

But the person who spoke was Lu Chuyue, the jewel in the palm of the Lu family!

Since she had spoken, Fang Yu's end must be death!

Tang Dehui's face softened a lot, and he even smiled.

Fang Yu was hated and had a thorn in his side, so he got rid of it without a single soldier.

What made him even happier was that Lu Chuyue made a move for Tang Cong, which also showed her attitude.

From now on, the Lu family and the Tang family will be one family.

This is the greatest good news.

"I'm sorry, Chuyue." Tang Dehui said, "This kind of thing should be done by us."

"It's okay, Uncle. Tang Cong is my fiancé, and we will be a family in the future. Anyone who does this kind of thing is the same." Lu Chuyue replied.

These words gave Tang Dehui and Jiang Heyue a shot in the arm.

The couple looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.

After 10 minutes, there was a knock on the door of the ward.

A man in a green robe walked into the ward, holding a small medicine bottle in his hand.

"Miss, here is the debridement ointment you asked for." The man lowered his head and respectfully presented the medicine bottle to Lu Chuyue.

Lu Chuyue took the medicine bottle, walked to the hospital bed, and stretched out her hand to remove the bandage on Tang Cong's face.

"Chuyue, let us or the nurses in the ward do this kind of thing?" Tang Dehui asked.

"No need, uncle, let me do it." Lu Chuyue said.

Afterwards, Lu Chuyue slowly unwrapped the bandage on Tang Cong's face, revealing the swollen, bluish-purple cheeks.

At this moment, Tang Cong no longer looked handsome and unrestrained in his usual life.

Seeing this face, Tang Dehui's and his wife's hearts twitched, and Fang Yu's hatred deepened.

However, they were extremely relieved to see Lu Chuyue applying ointment to Tang Cong's wound with great care and concentration.

Soon, they will become a real family with the Lu family.

And Fang Yu will disappear forever after tonight.

They don't need to be angry with a dead person. It is the right way to plan how the Tang family will become the No. [-] family in the secular world in Beidu in the future.

Soon, Lu Chuyue applied ointment to Tang Cong, and put the bandage back on again.

"The wound will heal within three days." Lu Chuyue said as she handed the medicine bottle back to the descendants standing behind.

"Thank you Chuyue." Tang Dehui and his wife said.

At this time, Lu Chuyue's willow-leaf eyebrows slightly frowned.

It was ten forty past midnight.

There should be some news from Uncle Liang.

But until now, no news has been received.

Did it fail?

Lu Chuyue did not rule out this assassination operation, and there is a possibility of failure.

But even if the assassination fails, in the worst case, Uncle Liang is capable of getting out of the way.

But so far there is no news, what is going on?

Lu Chuyue looked at the time, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Then, she took out her mobile phone and looked at it, but she didn't receive any text messages or calls.

Something is not quite right.

Lu Chuyue opened the phone book and was about to make a call.

At this moment, a phone call came in.

"What's wrong?" Lu Chuyue asked with an ominous premonition in her heart.

"Little Miss, Brother Liang is dead." A trembling voice came from the other side of the phone.

Lu Chuyue's complexion changed drastically, and her heart tightened suddenly.

She never thought it would be such a result!

"Are you sure?" Lu Chuyue took a deep breath, trying to calm down, and asked.

"Well, I, I'm at the place where Brother Liang's last signal was sent, there's only a pool of blood here, and there's a large area of ​​depression on the ground where there were traces of a fight, but I didn't even find Brother Liang's body." The voice on the other side of the phone, already With a little cry.

For their martial arts family, as long as they don't conflict with other martial arts families and only complete a few tasks in the secular world, death is extremely rare.

But now, the bloody reality was before his eyes.

Even if they don't believe it, they have to believe it.

"Miss, what should I do now?" asked tremblingly on the other side of the phone.

Lu Chuyue was breathing heavily and didn't know what to do for a while.

Things have completely exceeded her expectations.

Uncle Liang is her most trusted subordinate. She had thought that the assassination of Fang Yu might fail, but she never dreamed that Uncle Liang would be killed instead and even the body could not be found.

"First, make sure that the pool of blood on the ground belongs to Uncle Liang. As long as the body is not found, he may survive. I will return to Lu's house soon, and then you will report to me face to face." Lu Chuyue said slowly.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Dehui and his wife saw that Lu Chuyue's face was ugly, and he was no longer as calm as before. They looked at each other with horror in their eyes.

After thinking about it, Tang Dehui still asked, "Did something happen to Chuyue?"

Lu Chuyue glanced at Tang Dehui and his wife, eyes full of cold killing intent.

This time, Tang Dehui and his wife were so frightened that their legs became weak and they took several steps back.

"I'm sorry, uncle and aunt, I have something urgent to deal with, and I can't take care of Tang Cong tonight." Lu Chuyue took another deep breath and bowed slightly.

Afterwards, she turned around and left the ward with the servant.

After walking out of the ward, Lu Chuyue asked the servants beside him: "Has father come back?"

"The housework has already returned home at eight o'clock tonight." The servant replied respectfully.

"Okay." Lu Chuyue nodded, turned her head away, and her eyes were slightly bloodshot.

If Uncle Liang is really dead, she will make Fang Yu pay for her life at all costs!

No. [-] Beidu, a bamboo building in the depths.

In the living room on the first floor, there is a dining table made of bamboo.

On the dining table, there were two dishes of fried vegetables and three bowls of porridge.

Fang Yu, Ye Shengxue, and Xiao Fengling sat around the dining table.

"We have some supper, why are you joining in the fun?" Fang Yu frowned and said to Xiao Fengling.

"I've worked so hard for your family for so many years, don't I even have the right to eat at the table?" Little Fengling retorted without fear.

Fang Yu looked at Xiao Fengling, and his face suddenly became very serious.

"Tell me seriously, can you smell the aroma of these meals? Do you really have the desire to eat them?" Fang Yu asked.

Seeing Fang Yu's sudden seriousness, Xiao Fengling said with some fear: "What's the matter? It's a big deal, I won't eat it."

"Answer my question." Fang Yu said.

"Of course I can smell the fragrance." Little Wind Chime replied.

"When you smell the aroma, does your heart have a desire to eat?" Fang Yu asked with a frown.

Little Fengling lowered her head, poked her finger, and whispered, "I feel like I want to eat a little bit, but it's okay not to eat."

Seeing Xiao Fengling's pitiful appearance, Ye Shengxue at the side felt pity and said, "Mr. Fang, since Sister Fengling wants to eat, I'll make an extra serving in the future. Anyway, it won't take too much time. "

"Whether she eats or not is not a problem, the problem is why she wants to eat." Fang Yu said, staring at the little wind chime.

Ye Shengxue didn't know that Xiaofengling was just a weapon spirit, so she didn't understand the meaning of Fang Yu's words.

But for Fang Yu, it was very strange.

How could a tool spirit gradually become like a human being?

It would be understandable if eating was just an act of imitation.

But Xiao Fengling said that it was strange that she could smell the fragrance and feel the desire to eat in her heart.

"Could it be that you are really mature?" Fang Yu stretched out his hand, pinched Xiao Fengling's face, and muttered to himself.

"It hurts to death!" Little Fengling struggled desperately.

"Forget it, I'll observe slowly later." Fang Yu let go of his hand, buried his head and began to drink the porridge.

Xiao Fengling glanced at Fang Yu secretly, took a sip of porridge from the bowl in front of her, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

The next morning, Fang Yu left Beidu and came to the northeast of Huaxia.

It has been nearly ten days since Ling'er was handed over to Laogui.

Therefore, he had to take a look at Linger's situation.

Through the tree stump, Fang Yu once again entered the small world created by the old turtle.

Before coming to Shanquan, Fang Yu didn't see Lao Gui and Ling'er.

Fang Yu looked around and released his consciousness.

Soon, he found the figure of the old turtle in the cave beside him.

Fang Yu walked into the cave, and the interior was quite a spacious space.

The old turtle was standing in front of a wooden table in human form. There were various bottles and jars on the table, exuding an extremely strong smell of medicine.