Chapter seven hundred and fiftieth chapters become fine?
If someone else said this, Tang Dehui would not take it seriously.
But the person who spoke was Lu Chuyue, the apple of the eye of the Lu family!
Now that she has spoken, Fang Yu's end must be death!
Tang Dehui's face softened a lot and even smiled.
Fang Yu was so hated and a thorn in his side that he got rid of him without even using a single soldier.
What made him even more happy was that Lu Chuyue took action for Tang Cong and made her attitude clear.
From now on, the Lu family and the Tang family are one family.
This is the greatest good news.
"Sorry to trouble you, Chuyue." Tang Dehui said, "This kind of thing should be done by us."
"It's okay, uncle. Tang Cong is my fiancé. We will be a family in the future. No one can do this kind of thing." Lu Chuyue replied.
These words gave Tang Dehui and Jiang Heyue a boost.
The couple looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.
Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the ward door.
A man in a green robe walked into the ward, holding a small medicine bottle in his hand.
"Miss, this is the debridement ointment you asked for." The man lowered his head and respectfully presented the bottle to Lu Chuyue.
Lu Chuyue took the medicine bottle, walked to the bedside, and reached out to untie the bandage on Tang Cong's face.
"Chu Yue, let us... or let the nurse in the ward do this kind of thing?" Tang Dehui asked.
"No, uncle, let me do it." Lu Chuyue said.
Then, Lu Chuyue slowly untied the bandage on Tang Cong's face, revealing his swollen and purple cheek.
At this time, Tang Cong no longer looked as handsome as usual.
Seeing this face, Tang Dehui and his wife felt their hearts twitching, and their hatred for Fang Yu became even deeper.
However, seeing Lu Chuyue applying ointment to Tang Cong's wound with great care and concentration... they felt extremely happy.
Soon, they will become a real family with the Lu family.
And Fang Yu will disappear forever after tonight.
There is no need for them to vent their anger on a dead man. It is the right way to plan how the Tang family can securely become the No. 1 secular family in Beidu in the future...
Soon, Lu Chuyue applied ointment to Tang Cong and put the bandage back on.
"Within three days, the wound will recover." Lu Chuyue handed the medicine bottle back to the descendant standing behind and said.
"Thank you Chuyue." Tang Dehui and his wife said.
At this time, Lu Chuyue frowned slightly.
It was already ten forty in the evening.
There should be some news from Uncle Liang.
But so far, I haven't received any message.
Could it be...failed?
Lu Chuyue did not rule out the possibility of failure in this assassination operation.
But even if the assassination fails, in the worst case scenario, Uncle Liang is still able to escape unscathed.
But there is no news so far... What's going on?
Lu Chuyue looked at the time and frowned deeper and deeper.
Then, she took out her cell phone and took a look, but she didn't receive any text messages or calls.
Something's 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 wrong?" Lu Chuyue asked with an ominous premonition in her heart.
"Miss... Brother Liang... is dead." A trembling voice came from the other side of 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, forced herself to calm down, and asked.
"Well, I, I am now at the place where Brother Liang's last signal was sent... There is only a pool of blood here, and a large dent in the ground... 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 was already crying.
For their martial arts family, as long as they do not conflict with other martial arts families and only complete some tasks in the secular world, death is extremely rare.
But now, the bloody reality is before our eyes.
Even if they don't believe it, they have to believe it.
"Miss, what should I do now?" the person on the other end of the phone asked in a trembling voice.
Lu Chuyue was breathing heavily and didn't know what to do for a moment.
Things have completely exceeded her expectations.
Uncle Liang was her most trusted subordinate. She had thought that the assassination of Fang Yu might fail, but she never dreamed that Uncle Liang would be counterattacked... and even his body would not be found.
"You... first make sure that the pool of blood on the ground belongs to Uncle Liang... As long as the body is not found, there is a chance that he will survive... I will return to the Lu family soon, and then you can report to me in person." Lu
Chu Yue said slowly.
After hanging up the phone, Tang Dehui and his wife saw that Lu Chuyue's face was ugly and no longer as calm as before. They looked at each other with shock in their eyes.
After thinking for a while, Tang Dehui still asked: "Did something happen to Chuyue...?"
Lu Chuyue glanced at Tang Dehui and his wife, her eyes filled with cold murderous intent.
This time, Tang Dehui and his wife were so frightened that their legs became weak and they stepped back several steps.
"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.
Then, she turned around and left the ward with the servant.
After walking out of the ward, Lu Chuyue asked the servant beside him: "Is father back?"
"The housework will be back home at eight o'clock tonight." The servant replied respectfully.
"Okay." Lu Chuyue nodded, turned her head, and there was a faint blood color in her eyes.
If Uncle Liang is really dead, she will do whatever it takes to make Fang Yu pay with his life!
…
No. 101, Beidu, the bamboo building in the depths.
In the living room on the first floor, there is a bamboo woven dining table.
On the dining table, there are two plates of stir-fried vegetables and three bowls of white porridge.
Fang Yu, Ye Shengxue, and Xiao Fengchi were sitting around the dinner table.
"Let's have some midnight snacks, why are you joining in the fun?" Fang Yu frowned and said to the little wind chime.
"I have worked so hard for your family for so many years, am I not even qualified to serve on the table?" Xiao Feng Chime retorted without fear.
Fang Yu looked at the little wind chime and his face suddenly became 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 that Fang Yu suddenly became serious, Xiao Feng Ling said with some fear: "What's wrong...I won't eat it at worst..."
"Answer my question." Fang Yu said.
"Of course I can smell the fragrance." The little wind chime replied.
"When you smell the fragrance, do you feel the desire to eat it?" Fang Yu asked with a frown.
The little wind chime lowered its head, poked its finger, and whispered: "I seem to want to eat a little bit... but it's okay not to eat."
Seeing the pitiful look of the little wind chime, Ye Shengxue on the side felt pity and said: "Mr. Fang, since Sister Wind Chime wants to eat it... then I will make an extra portion in the future. It won't cost too much anyway."
More time..."
"It's not a question of whether she eats it or not. The question is why she wants to eat it." Fang Yu stared at the small wind chime and said.
Ye Shengxue didn't know that the little wind chime was just a weapon spirit, so she didn't understand what Fang Yu meant.
But for Fang Yu, it was very strange.
How could a weapon spirit gradually become like a human being?
If eating is just an imitation behavior, it would be understandable.
But the little wind chime said that she could smell the fragrance and feel like eating it... This was very strange.
"Are you really a sperm?" Fang Yu stretched out his hand, pinched Xiao Feng Ling's face, and murmured to himself.
"It hurts so much!" Little Wind Chime struggled desperately.
"Forget it, we'll observe slowly later." Fang Yu let go of his hands and started drinking porridge.
Little Feng Ling glanced at Fang Yu secretly, picked up the bowl in front of her and took a sip of porridge, with a satisfied smile on her face.
…
The next morning, Fang Yu left Beidu and came to the northeast of China.
It has been nearly ten days since Ling'er was handed over to Lao Gui.
Therefore, he had to come and see Ling'er's condition.
Through the tree stump, Fang Yu once again entered the small world created by the old turtle.
Before arriving at Shanquan, Fang Yu did not see Lao Gui and Ling'er.
Fang Yu looked around and released his spiritual consciousness.
Soon, he found the figure of the old turtle in the cave nearby.
Fang Yu walked into the cave and found a quite spacious space inside.
The old turtle was in human form, standing in front of a wooden table. There were various bottles and jars on the table, exuding an extremely strong medicinal smell.