Li Luo's beautiful eyes no longer shone brightly, only the grief-stricken Mu Ran remained. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoHer face was like a withered face, her eyes were fixed in front of her, and her whole person was motionless.

It turned out to be a body hanging on the beam in the house, with white hair and coarse linen clothes, it was Zhou Wu's family!

At Zhou Wu's feet there was still a crutch that was inseparable from his body in the past, and on one side of the crutch there was a line of daunting handwriting in addition to the accumulated dust and scattered straw: the handwriting was dark red and eye-catching, and there was an obvious bloody smell - and then look at the tip of Zhou Wu's white and swollen right finger, there was an irregular wound that had not yet healed.

Li Luo just stopped at the moment of breaking into the door, she forgot to call for help, forgot to ask for help, forgot to think, just stupid and stupid, like a puppet without a rope, lifeless.

When Li Luo was stunned, a little guy who picked up firewood happened to come and witnessed all this.

The thin young man didn't have time to think, and he didn't care about Li Luo, so he trotted forward and picked up Zhou Wu's body, and lifted her away from the rope. It was just an instant-Li Luo was like a frightened bird, and suddenly moved, and she rolled and crawled to dominate her inflexible limbs, helping the little guy to lift Zhou Wu's body to the ground steadily.

The young man came from a poor country, and was accustomed to seeing the strange deaths of people who had committed suicide. That's why: when he touched Zhou Wu's cold ankles and stiff arms, he knew that Zhou Wu had passed away.

But Li Luo has never had such an experience, let alone knows how to save people whose lives are hanging by a thread, she can only hug Zhou Wu's body and shout eagerly, hoping to recall Zhou Wu's soul.

After not seeing any signs of survival for a long time, Li Luo was so panicked that his heart was about to jump out, and he grabbed the young man next to him and pleaded earnestly:

"Go and invite Langzhong! Go and ask Lang Zhong! I'll give you all my money! Please! Let's go—"

Li Luo wept tears and mourned. The embarrassed appearance of being powerless but struggling made the young man's eyes red. But he couldn't bear to deceive Li Luo, so he could only shake his head at Li Luo helplessly, his eyes gloomy.

I don't know if Li Luo is unwilling to accept the fact of Zhou Wu's death, or whether she is immersed in the self-deception that Zhou Wu still has a glimmer of life and refuses to sober up. All in all: she just didn't believe that Zhou Wu had taken his last breath and left her.

So she chose to ignore the cruel facts pointed out by the young man, and still hugged Zhou Wu tightly, nothing happened to the Buddha, and she was as quiet and peaceful as ever.

Seeing this, the young man closed his eyes and turned his head away, silently accompanying Li Luo to guard the last moment of Zhou Wu's family.

In the past, Li Luo was not loved by her subordinates, just because she herself was penniless, poor and depressed. Although Li Luo is good to Zhou Wu's family, all the subordinates are in their eyes; When Li Luo is rich, she will never be stingy with the door, and the servants in the house will naturally praise her for her generosity, and even praise her for being a generous and merciful master, and she knows how to be considerate of her personal mother-in-law.

This young man who rescued Zhou Wu's family is also one of the house slaves who support Li Luo. In the past, he only thought that Li Luo was good-looking and kind-hearted, and he didn't see how considerate Li Luo was to Zhou Wu. At this moment, he really saw what kind of person can be called a good master.

It didn't take much effort, Li Yaorong and the others found this place, and they all saw the thrilling scene in front of them - in a scholarly family like the Li family, even if it was a subordinate, it was the first time. Therefore, they looked at each other, shocked and stunned, and some of them were difficult to accept.

In view of the previous entanglement and rupture, Jiang Hui and his party must not be able to get rid of Zhou Wu's death, and looking at Li Luo's sad and invincible appearance, no one dared to squeak.

The young man who helped Li Luo, beat a group of people who came violently, and spontaneously stood in front of the grief-stricken Li Luo. But in the blink of an eye, everyone looked like they were thieves again, and their eyes were erratic, which made the young man a little puzzled.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Li Luo's vulnerable soft eyes immediately turned fierce, and she became nervous after suffering a painful blow, and she was very wary of everyone disturbing Zhou Wu's family-

Mo said that Jiang Hui and the others were already a lot more timid when they saw the corpse, and they definitely did not come forward, and the two sisters Li Chuxin only felt bad luck after being surprised, and they had already taken out a handkerchief to cover their mouths and noses, and they did not feel the slightest sense of guilt after committing crimes.

The young man saw that Li Yaorong and the others had different faces, and he didn't bother to study what kind of thoughts they had, so he put his energy on Li Luo again. With a casual glance, the young man saw the line of blood.

He respectfully called "Miss", but Li Luo didn't hear it and didn't react. The little girl had no choice but to slowly approach the emotionally unstable Li Luo and gently patted Li Luo's shoulder.

Li Luo looked back and saw the young man pointing to the dirty ground. Li Luo's red, swollen and misty eyes couldn't see anything clearly, and he rubbed his eyes, and only then did he see the last words of his deathbed clearly-

Don't hate, cheer up, cherish.

Three short words - containing a thousand words that Zhou Wu wanted to admonish, they were arranged side by side, and in Li Luo's heart they were more solemn and sacred than the divine position.

Li Luo stared at the ground for a long time and never looked up, time was like flowing water, but at this moment he broke the original hurry, and ran extremely slowly.

As if after a lifetime, Li Luo got up, she picked up the only relic of Zhou Wu's - the crutch, which was carefully selected by the young Li Luo when Zhou Wu's legs and feet were inconvenient, and went to the purple bamboo forest of Zhongling Mountain.

Li Luo held her crutches tightly and walked towards Li Yaorong and the others, and everyone thought that she had lost her mind and wanted to use her crutches as a weapon to seek justice for Zhou Wu's family.

Jiang Hui, who had been slapped in the face, knew that Li Luo's hand was merciless, so she hurriedly stepped back, and did not forget to distinguish for herself:

"Six girls, I just tied up the Zhou Wu clan and hid it here, who would have thought that the old woman was so capable that she actually broke the rope and committed suicide, this can't rely on me!"

Jiang Hui was anxious to clear up the connection, although she didn't dare to face Li Luo, her voice was still loud, so that people couldn't hear a trace of apology for harming people to death.

Li Luo was not interested in Jiang Hui's explanation, she did not stop moving forward, and everyone was terrified in the face of her blood-like cold eyes, and automatically made a way.

Walking up to Li Yaorong, Li Luo only asked:

"Where's Qing'er Mei'er?"

Li Yaorong couldn't answer, Jiang Hui hadn't negotiated with him about kidnapping people at all, so he turned his face away and glared at Jiang Hui.

"I sent her two to the market." Jiang Hui, who was glared at by Li Yaorong, quickly replied.

That is, there is no need to worry about the safety of the two little girls, Li Luo continued to stare at Li Yaorong, and clearly put forward the exchange conditions: