This sentence was said by others, and Tang Dehui disagreed.

But the person who spoke was Lu Chuyue, the pearl of the Lu family!

Now that she has spoken, Fang Yu's ending must be a dead end!

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

Fang Yu, who hated in his heart and was a thorn in his eye, was eliminated 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 a family.

That's the best news.

"I'm sorry for you, Hatsuki. Tang Dehui said, "This kind of thing should be done by us." ”

"It's all right, uncle. Tang Cong is my fiancé, we will be a family in the future, and everyone will do the same thing. Lu Chuyue replied.

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

The couple looked at each other with a smile in their eyes.

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the ward door.

A man in a green robe walked into the hospital room with a small medicine bottle in his hand.

"Miss, this is the debridement cream you wanted. The man lowered his head and respectfully presented the medicine bottle to Lu Chuyue.

Lu Chuyue took the medicine bottle, walked to the side of the bed, and reached out to untie the bandage on Tang Cong's face.

"Chuyue, this kind of thing makes us ...... Or let the nurse in the ward do it?" asked Tang Dehui.

"No, uncle, let me come. Lu Chuyue said.

Then, Lu Chuyue slowly untied the bandages on Tang Cong's face, revealing the swollen and blue-purple cheeks.

At this time, Tang Cong no longer has the handsome and chic appearance on weekdays.

Seeing this face, Tang Dehui and his wife twitched their hearts, and their hatred for Fang Yu was even deeper.

However, I saw Lu Chuyue carefully and incomparably concentrating on applying ointment to Tang Cong's wounds...... They were very relieved.

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

And Fang Yu will also disappear permanently after tonight.

There is no need for them to be angry with a dead person, and plan well how the Tang family will sit firmly in the first family of the secular world in the Northern Capital in the future...... is the right way.

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

"Within three days, the wound will heal. Lu Chuyue gave the medicine bottle back to the descendants standing behind and said.

"Thank you Hatsuki. Mr. and Mrs. Tang Dehui said.

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

It was 10:40 p.m.

Uncle Liang's side, there should be news.

But so far, I haven't received any information.

Don't...... Failed?

Lu Chuyue did not rule out the possibility of failure of this assassination operation.

But even if the assassination fails, in the worst-case scenario, Uncle Liang has the ability to escape with his whole body.

But there has been no news so far...... What's going on?

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

Then, she took out her 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 phone call.

At this time, a phone call came in.

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

"Little, miss...... Brother Liang...... He's dead. On the other side of the phone, a trembling voice was heard.

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

She never imagined that it would be such an outcome!

"You...... Are you sure?" Lu Chuyue took a deep breath, forced her composure, and asked.

"Well, I, I'm right now where Big Brother Liang's last signal came from...... There was only a pool of blood, and the ground was dented...... There have been traces of a fight...... But I didn't even find the body of Brother Liang......" The voice on the other side of the phone was already a little crying.

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

But now, the bloody reality is in front of us.

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

"Miss, what should I do now?" asked in a trembling voice on the other side of the phone.

Lu Chuyue breathed heavily, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

Things have completely exceeded her expectations.

Uncle Liang was her most trusted subordinate, she had thought that assassinating Fang Yu might fail, but she never dreamed that Uncle Liang would be killed back...... Not even the body could be found.

"You...... Let's make sure that the pool of blood on the ground is not Uncle Liang's...... As long as no body is found, there is a chance that he will survive...... I will return to Lu's house soon, and you will report to me in person when the time comes. Lu Chuyue said slowly.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Dehui and his wife saw that Lu Chuyue's face was ugly, and there was no longer the previous tranquility, and they glanced at each other, their eyes full of shock.

After thinking about it, Tang Dehui still asked, "The first moon...... Is something wrong?"

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

This frightened Tang Dehui and his wife so much that their legs weakened and they retreated several times.

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

Then, she turned around and left the room with the man.

After walking out of the ward, Lu Chuyue asked the subordinates on the side: "Has my father come back?"

"Housework is home at 8 o'clock tonight. The servant replied respectfully.

"Good. Lu Chuyue nodded, turned her head, and her eyes were faintly bloody.

If Uncle Liang really died, she would do whatever it took to let Fang Yu pay for her life!

......

One hundred and one in the north capital, a bamboo building in the depths.

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

On the dining table, there are two plates of stir-fried vegetables and three bowls of white porridge.

Fang Yu, Ye Shengxue, and the little wind chimes sat around the dinner table.

"Let's have some supper, what are you doing to make a scene?" Fang Yu frowned and said to the little wind chime.

"I've worked hard for your family for so many years, don't I even have the qualifications to eat at the table?" retorted the little wind chime, undaunted.

Fang Yu looked at the little wind chime, 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 in your heart?" Fang Yu asked.

Seeing that Fang Yu suddenly turned upright, the little wind chime said with some fear: "What's the matter...... If it's a big deal, I won't eat it......"

"Answer my question. Fang Yu said.

"I ...... Of course, you can smell the fragrance. The little wind chime replied.

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

The little wind chime lowered his head, poked his fingers, and whispered, "It seems that I want to eat a little...... But it's okay not to eat it. ”

Seeing the pitiful appearance of the little wind chime, Ye Shengxue on the side felt pity and said, "Mr. Fang, since Sister Wind Chime wants to eat...... Then I'll make more one in the future, and it won't take much time anyway......"

"It's not a question of whether she eats or not, it's why she wants to eat. Fang Yu stared at the little wind chime and said.

Ye Shengxue didn't know that the little wind chime was just a machine spirit, so she didn't understand the meaning of Fang Yu's words.

But for Fang Yu, it's very strange.

How can a machine spirit slowly become human-like?

If eating is just an act of imitation, it is understandable.

But Little Wind Chime said she could smell the fragrance and felt like she wanted to eat it...... It's weird.

"Are you really good at it?" Fang Yu stretched out his hand, pinched the face of the little wind chime, and muttered to himself.

"It hurts!" the little wind chime struggled desperately.

"Forget it, and then take your time. Fang Yu let go of his hand, buried his head and began to drink porridge.

The little wind chime glanced at Fang Yu secretly, picked up the bowl in front of him and took a sip of porridge, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

......

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

It has been nearly ten days since Ling'er was handed over to the old turtle.

Therefore, he had to come and see 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 mountain spring, Fang Yu didn't see the figure of the old turtle and Ling'er.

Fang Yu looked around and released his divine sense.

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

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

The old turtle is standing in front of a wooden table in human form, and various bottles and cans are placed on the table, exuding an extremely strong smell of medicine.