In an instant, Xue Weiru was pressed on top of his head by a boulder, he ran to Lu Sheng in horror and supported her weakly, but her body became heavier and heavier, and her face was like a plain white sunset on the table.

Xue Wei asked Lu Sheng over and over again, Lu Shang's calm and unwavering eyebrows revealed a trace of desolation and pain, and then, bright red blood came out of the corner of her mouth, and the blood dripped drop by drop, shattering the pure white flowers on the table.

Xue Wei's heart seemed to be slashed by a sharp knife, the warmth in her body was eaten away by the cold, Lu Sheng was like a gossamer, like a sunset after a rainstorm, about to annihilate the last trace of brilliance, but she still reluctantly raised her hand and tenderly stroked Xue Wei's cheek, Xue Wei grabbed her hand and asked her why? What happened?

Lu Shang's eyes gradually tired, so tired that she didn't want to look at the world anymore, she smiled weakly and said: "Although it's a little late, but it's finally waiting for you...... A slight moan of pain was like friction, so sharp that Xue Wei was stunned, Lu Shang's voice was no longer clear and sunny, but gradually vague, she smiled bitterly: "Today...... I will regret not being able to be your wife today, but I can't bear to give you a dirty body, and I can't bear to ......."

The water vapor blurred Xue Wei's vision, and he gradually realized what terrible things had happened to Lu Shang, and in an instant, his body was wrapped in desolation. Lu Shang's gloomy eyes seemed to see golden light at the last moment, and she murmured in a low voice to the big red lantern above her head with an infinitely beautiful vision: "But...... I'm really happy to hear that when I'm dying, I can hear that you are willing to marry me......"

The fireworks bloom to the fullest beauty of the city, leaving ashes in vain......

When Lu Sheng left, it was evening, when the sunset flowers were in full bloom, the sunset was a bitter flower, just like Lu Shang's life, short and full of sadness......

Xue Wei numbly buried Lu Sheng in the small garden he had built for her, and the faint fragrance of flowers was like an intoxicating poison, making every inch of Xue Wei's body hurt.

I sighed silently, Xue Wei is a person who is not overjoyed, and now looking at the misery on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, his heart can't help but hurt tightly, and he is helpless.

Xue Wei, who lost his lover, took care of everything at Lu Shang's house, during that period, he knew what happened, and from that day on, he would sharpen his knife every day, although it was an ordinary knife, but it had an unusual anger - he wanted to seek revenge on Yang Biao.

Xue Wei said that at that time, he was dressed in a disheveled hair, people were not like people, ghosts were not like ghosts, and the people in the fishing village originally thought that he was kind and upright, and they also took off the colored glasses for him and Lu Shang, but during that period, everyone was afraid of him and alienated him......

He still remembered that it was a rainy night, it had not rained so vividly and freely for a long time, and the sky seemed to be crying for Lu Shang's death.

On that day, Xue Wei wore a hat and a robe to the Yang family's mansion. The house was the most luxurious mansion he had ever seen in ancient times, with walls three or four meters high and heavily guarded, so it was not easy to break into. It's just that when one person is determined to want another person to die, he will have plenty of patience, let alone a person like Xue Wei who is not in a hurry.

He waited for two days and one night on a rainy day, Yang Billet finally came out, he was wearing bright clothes, talking and laughing with others, there was no trace of apology for the dirty things he did a few days ago, the greasy smile made Xue Wei feel extremely disgusting, his hands were trembling, the knife was "woo woo" chirping, he had never been so eager to do something......

I looked at Xue Wei's impatient eyes when he said this, as if he was about to drip blood, and I couldn't help but feel chills in my heart, is this still the Weizi we know?

He followed Yang Bi, who was sitting in a sedan chair, to an alley, where there was an abandoned mansion, and there were already servants-like people waiting for him with lanterns. Seeing the arrogant Yang Biao, the slave bowed his head and said something in front of him, Yang Billet smiled with satisfaction after listening, and then politely greeted the person in another luxurious sedan chair. The man was fat-headed and broad-eared, wearing brocade clothes, and Yang Bi was still flattering beside him, looking like an important person. After Yang Bi finished speaking, the man stroked his beard with satisfaction and let Yang Bi lead him into the dilapidated house.

Xue Wei felt strange, these people were noble, why did they go to such a place in the middle of the night? And after they entered, there were two powerful guards guarding them?

Confused, Xue Wei took advantage of the night and the majestic rain to knock down the two guards. Because of the sound of the rain, the people inside did not hear the movement outside, Xue Wei took advantage of this, climbed over the high wall, hid behind the weeds, and before he could examine the surrounding environment, he heard two women screaming inside, and the cry was accompanied by the sound of rain, like the heart-rending screams of female ghosts in the middle of the night. Xue Wei's heart sank, and then looked at the mansion, which was still an abandoned old mansion, the interior was gorgeously decorated, and the candles in the hall were bright, and on the second floor of this old mansion, the figure was jumping, and there was a woman lying on the window miserably, with blood at the corner of her mouth. Before the woman could breathe, someone laughed evilly, pulled her over, and forcibly held her in her arms. Pain, her eyes reminded Xue Wei of Lu Sheng when he was insulted, for a moment, his heart was on fire, Xue Wei ignored the few guards with knives in the hall, rushed in, and after subduing them, he ran to the second floor again, just kicked open a door, and saw that Yang Billet heard the movement, and hurriedly put on his clothes, most of the clothes of the woman on the bed were torn off, and she shrank in the corner of the bed like a frightened deer.

Yang Bi saw Xue Wei break in, and began to scold him sharply, and warned him of the fate of offending himself, Xue Wei naturally didn't care who he was, Yang Bi saw that the hard one was not good, so he came to the soft one, he fell to the ground with a puff, and said that as long as Xue Wei let him go, he would give him benefits. However, Xue Wei didn't care about this, he looked at the poor woman on the bed, and angrily slashed Yang Bi's neck with a knife, and in an instant, the disgust in his heart was like the blood that spilled out, vividly venting and light, the blood sprayed on the body of the woman in white, the woman stared at her eyes in horror, and finally couldn't bear the suppressed fear in her heart, and screamed.

Xue Wei was afraid that she would startle the snake, so she held her mouth and made a boo gesture to her, the woman glanced at the punished Yang Biao, nodded in horror, and suddenly she thought of something, grabbed Xue Wei's clothes and said, "Hero, the last room in the corridor...... My sister ...... My sister is still inside...... Please, save her!"

Xue Wei couldn't get used to men bullying women, he nodded, the girl relieved herself, shyly tidied up her clothes, and Xue Wei went to the last room of the corridor, but they were late, in that room, in addition to the smell of wine, there was a faint smell of blood, the woman saw her sister who fell in a pool of blood, and fell to the ground in grief, her sister was naked, with a dagger stuck in her white chest, and the person who committed the murder against her was long gone......