Chapter 1087: Leaving Him Alone, Lingering on His Breath
Jiang Hanyi saw the white cloth hanging high around the Yin family, and he almost couldn't hold Yu Shuo.
His eyes widened, and there was a glint of water in his eyes.
Something really happened to the Yin family.
What should Yu Shuo do, how can he accept such a result.
Jiang Hanyi's instability caused Yu Shuo's body to tilt, but Wan Qi Jingyi pulled the person up hard.
Standing at the door of Yin's house, most of the people were emotionally unstable and had relatives in their hearts.
To say that there are also people who are as calm as water, such as An Mingji, who came all the way, and his handsome and beautiful face did not change in the slightest.
Including Alan and the others, who were closely following him, seemed to have no emotion, and their faces were numb, as if they were not surprised by this, and they had already experienced it thousands of times.
When Gu Jin saw Mu Zifan, his eyes were fixed on him: "What's going on?"
Mu Zifan took his eyes off Yu Shuo: "Let's go in first." ”
Standing at the door of Yin's house, everyone smelled the strong smell of blood spreading from the courtyard.
These bloody breaths are by no means caused by the death of a few people.
It can be seen what kind of tragedy happened to the Yin family before this.
Knowing that the words could not be explained clearly in one or two sentences, the group quickly stepped into the Yin family's house.
A white cloth has also been hung in the courtyard of the Yin family's house, which looks sad and heavy everywhere.
In the hall, there are four coffins.
Yin Geping, who knelt in front of the four coffins, blocked everything from the outside world, staring at the coffins of his father, mother, second uncle, and cousin with a blank expression.
What happened before was like a dream.
The Yin family is not close to other family members, but they are all blood relatives who have broken bones and tendons.
They were all gone, and he was the only one left.
He was left alone, surviving in this world.
Yin Geping stared at the four coffins, his eyes were no longer able to shed tears, his eyes were full of bloodshots, as if he had lost his soul.
There were also many people gathered in the house.
The head of the Wan Qi family, Wan Qi Immortal Gu, and the rest of the Wan Qi family, the Mu family were also there, Yu Qingli and his wife Qiu Qingyun also rushed over, and they all had heavy expressions on their faces.
Yu Shuo saw his father Yu Qingli and his mother Qiu Qingyun, and immediately rushed towards the two, stumbling and almost falling to the ground several times.
The son was so embarrassed, Qiu Qingyun immediately caught up.
Yu Shuo knelt in front of her and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, and the tears in his eyes kept dripping to the ground.
"Shuo'er!" Qiu Qingyun squatted down, hugged Yu Shuo, and cried.
The mother and son moved quietly, alarming the others in the hall.
The crowd looked at them with pity and heavy eyes.
"Mom!"
Yu Shuo finally spoke.
His voice was hoarse and dry, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and the sadness of his voice made people's hearts tremble.
"Shuo'er, Shuo'er, Mom, Mom!"
Qiu Qingyun hugged her son tightly.
Yu Shuo hugged her tightly, like a lost child: "Mom, Fei'er, Rui'er, ...... What should I do?"
Meeting her son's confused, helpless, grief-stricken eyes, Qiu Qingyun's face was pale, and her tears were like beads with broken threads.
"Child, mom is here, mom is with you, you ......"
She wanted to say don't be upset.
But I can't say anything.
She is not close to her daughter-in-law, but she loves her grandson Yu Tianrui from the bottom of her heart.
It was her first grandson, the child she put on the tip of her heart.
Thinking of her grandson's nowhere to be found, Qiu Qingyun trembled all over.
Seeing that his wife and children were so sad, Yu Qingli stepped forward, squatted on the ground, and held the two in his arms.
This man's eyes were also red, and his eyes glistened with hatred.