In other words, Tang Dehui disagrees.
But the speaker is Lu Chuyue, the jewel of the Lu Family!
Now that she has spoken, Fang Yu's ending must be a dead end!
Tang Dehui's complexion eased a lot, and even smiled.
Fang Yu's hatred and thorn in his eyes, it was so easy to get rid of it.
What made him even more pleased was that Lu Chuyue's shot for Tang Cong also showed her attitude.
From now on, the Lu family and the Tang family will be one family.
This is the greatest good news.
"Trouble you, Chuyue." Tang Dehui said, "We should have done this kind of thing."
"It's okay, uncle. Tang Cong is my fiance, and we will be a family in the future. Everyone does this kind of thing the same." Lu Chuyue replied.
These remarks gave Tang Dehui and Jiang Heyue a boost.
The couple looked at each other with a smile in their eyes.
Ten minutes later, the door of the ward was knocked.
A man in a green robe walked into the ward with a small medicine bottle in his hand.
"Miss, this is the debridement cream you want." The man lowered his head and respectfully presented the medicine bottle to Lu Chuyue.
Lu Chuyue took the medicine bottle, walked to the bed, and stretched out his hand to untie the bandage on Tang Cong's face.
"Chun Yue, let us... or let the nurse in the ward do it?" Tang Dehui asked.
"No, uncle, let me come." Lu Chuyue said.
After that, Lu Chuyue slowly unwrapped the bandage on Tang Cong's face, revealing the swollen cheeks that were blue and purple.
Tang Cong at this time, no longer looks handsome and chic on weekdays.
Seeing this face, Tang Dehui and his wife both pulled their hearts, and Fang Yu's hatred became deeper.
However, seeing Lu Chuyue cautiously and incomparably applying ointment to Tang Cong's wound... They were extremely relieved.
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, and plan carefully how the Tang family will secure the first family in the secular world in the northern capital in the future... is the right way.
Soon, Lu Chuyue applied ointment to Tang Cong and re-wrapped the bandage back.
"Within three days, the wound will heal." Lu Chuyue returned the medicine bottle to the descendants standing behind and said.
"Thank you Chuyue." Tang Dehui and his wife said.
At this time, Lu Chuyue frowned slightly in her willow leaves.
It was ten forty in the middle of the night.
Uncle Liang, there should be news too.
But up to now, I haven't received any information.
Could it be... failed
Lu Chuyue did not rule out the possibility of failure in this assassination.
But even if the assassination fails, in the worst case, the good uncle has the ability to retreat completely.
But so far there is no news... What's the matter
Lu Chuyue looked at the time, frowning deeper and deeper.
Afterwards, she took out her mobile phone and took a look, but did not receive any text messages or calls.
The situation is not quite right.
Lu Chuyue opened the phone book and was about to make a call.
At this time, a phone call came in.
"What's the matter?" Lu Chuyue asked with an unknown premonition in her heart.
"Little, miss... Brother Liang... is dead." A trembling voice came across the phone.
Lu Chuyue's face changed drastically, and her heart tightened suddenly.
She never thought that it would be such a result!
"Are you... sure?" Lu Chuyue took a deep breath and forced her composure as she asked.
"Well, I, I'm right now at the place where Brother Liang gave the last signal... There is only a pool of blood, and the ground is sunken in a big piece... There have been traces of fighting... But I didn't even find Brother Liang's body..." across the phone His voice was already a little bit crying.
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 lay before our eyes.
Even if they don't believe it, they have to believe it.
"Miss, what should I do now?" the other side of the phone trembled and asked.
Lu Chuyue breathed 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 thought that the assassination of Fang Yu might fail, but she never dreamed that Uncle Liang would be killed... even the body could not be found.
"You... first make sure that the pool of blood on the ground belongs to the good uncle... As long as the body is not found, he may survive... I will return to the Lu family soon, and then you will report to me in person." Lu Chuyue slowly Said the voice.
After hanging up the phone, Tang Dehui and his wife saw that Lu Chuyue's face was ugly, no more indifferent before, and they looked at each other with amazement in their eyes.
After thinking for a while, Tang Dehui still asked, "Chu Yue... Is something wrong?"
Lu Chuyue glanced at Tang Dehui and his wife, eyes full of cold killing intent.
At this moment, Tang Dehui and his wife were so frightened that their legs became weak, and they walked back for several walks.
"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 a deep breath again and bowed slightly.
Later, she turned around and left the ward with the subordinate.
After walking out of the ward, Lu Chuyue asked the servant next to him: "Has my father come back?"
"Housework will be home at 8 o'clock tonight." The servant replied respectfully.
"Okay." Lu Chuyue nodded, turned her head, and a faint blood appeared in her eyes.
If Liang Shu really died, she would spare no effort to let Fang Yu pay for her life!
…
Beidu No. 101, the bamboo building in the depths.
In the living room on the first floor, there is a bamboo woven dining table.
On the dinner table, there are two dishes of stir-fried vegetables and three bowls of porridge.
Fang Yu, Ye Shengxue, and small wind chimes were sitting around the dinner table.
"Let's have some supper, what are you going to join in the fun?" Fang Yu frowned and said to Xiao Fengling.
"I have worked so hard for your family for so many years, don't you even have the qualifications to eat at the table?" Xiao Fengling retorted without fear.
Fang Yu looked at Xiao Feng Chime, his face suddenly became serious.
"Tell me seriously, can you smell the fragrance of these foods? Do you really want to eat them in your heart?" Fang Yu asked.
Seeing Fang Yu's face suddenly straightened up, Xiao Feng Chime said with some fear: "What's the matter... The big deal is that I won't eat it..."
"Answer my question." Fang Yu said.
"I... Of course I can smell the fragrance." Little Wind Chime replied.
"When you smell the scent, you will have a desire to eat in your heart?" Fang Yu asked with a frown.
Little Wind Chime lowered her head, poked her fingers, and whispered, "I seem to want to eat a little... but it's okay to not eat."
Seeing the pitiful appearance of the little wind chime, Ye Shengxue on the side felt affectionate and said: "Mr. Fang, since sister wind chime wants to eat... then I will make one more in the future. Anyway, it won't take too much. Time..."
"Whether she eats or not is not a problem, the question is why she wants to eat." Fang Yu stared at the little wind chime and said.
Ye Shengxue didn't know that Little Wind Chime was just a tool, so she didn't understand the meaning of Fang Yu's words.
But as far as Fang Yu is concerned, it is very strange.
How can an instrumental spirit slowly become like a human being
If eating is just an act of imitation, it is understandable.
But Xiao Feng Chime said that she could smell the scent and would feel like eating in her heart... This is very strange.
"Are you really good enough?" Fang Yu stretched out his hand, pinched Xiao Feng Chime's face, and muttered to himself.
"It hurts to death!" Xiao Feng Chime struggled desperately.
"Forget it, watch it slowly afterwards." Fang Yu released his hand and started drinking porridge.
Xiao Fengling glanced at Fang Yu secretly, took a sip of porridge in the bowl in front of him, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
…
The next morning, Fang Yu left Beidu and came to the northeast of China.
It has been nearly ten days since Linger was handed over to Laogui.
Therefore, he had to take a look at Ling'er's situation.
Through the stump, Fang Yu once again entered the small world opened up by the old turtle.
Before coming to the spring, Fang Yu had not seen Laogui and Ling'er.
Fang Yu looked around, releasing his spiritual consciousness.
Soon, he found the figure of the old tortoise in the cave on the side.
Fang Yu walked into the cave, and the interior was quite spacious.
The old tortoise is standing in front of a wooden table in a human form. Various bottles and jars are placed on the table, exuding an extremely strong smell of medicine.