Murong Feng nodded solemnly, "I will definitely be good to Xiaoxiao wholeheartedly, I only love her in this life, give her the best, and make her the happiest person in the world." ”

Ouyang Pei smiled with satisfaction, "That's good!" That's good! ”

Then he said to Murong Qing: "My daughter-in-law's ashes, you should be able to return them to me, right?"

Ouyang Pei wanted Ouyang Mo to be buried in peace, and he knew that his son must be very hopeful that he and Wei Muxi could be buried together.

"I'll have the ashes brought." After Wei Muxi's death, Murong Qing planned to return the body to the Ouyang family, but was strongly prevented by Murong Yan. In fact, Wei Muxi's ashes were buried under the fountain pool, and Murong Yan died by the fountain pool.

In the cemetery of the Ouyang family, Chang Xiaoxiao knelt on the ground, crying silently, and Ouyang Mo was holding Wei Muxi's urn in his hand in the coffin, ready to be buried. The weather was excellent that day, the ice on Ouyang Mo's body had melted, and the corners of his mouth seemed to have a satisfied smile, he finally waited for his lover, and his daughter, he should be able to smile at Jiuquan.

When the unfulfilled wishes were realized, the day after Ouyang Mo's burial, Ouyang Pei stopped breathing, often smiled and was grief-stricken, Murong Feng accompanied her inseparably, giving her a shoulder to rely on, and Ouyang Cheng was busy preparing for the funeral, but this funeral could not end successfully.

Murong Chi stood up again, and with infinite strength, he walked out of the villa, looked up at the sky, and smiled fiercely and arrogantly.

"Where's the medicine?" Murong Chi asked Song Muze.

"Where's the money?"

Murong Chi picked up a box in the corner of the wall, put it on the table and opened it, all of which were large dollar bills.

Song Muze took out a medicine from his bag and gave it to him, "Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, and we will clear the two." ”

"Wait!" Just when Song Muze wanted to leave, Murong Chi stopped him.

"What else?"

When Song Muze turned around, Murong Chi had already walked up to him, then grabbed him by the throat and threw him out, Song Muze's body hit the wall, one wall was broken, and he fell in a pool of blood.

Murong Chi has already used Song Muze, of course he is not ready to leave a living, as long as Song Muze dies, there is no one who can make this medicine, then he is the only one in this world who has divine power, and the whole world is his, and now he can play as much as he wants.

After Murong Pei was buried, when everyone was chanting scriptures to cross for him, Murong Chi came. Still wearing a mask, he walked this way, and the bodyguards at the entrance had been cleaned up by him without much effort.

Everyone looked at Murong Chi who was slowly approaching in confusion.

"Who's that masked man?"

"Are you here for the funeral?"

Chang Xiaoxiao asked, "Ouyang Cheng, do you know him?" ”

Ouyang Cheng shook his head, but the masked man always stared at him, and the intuition of the person who came was not good.

Murong Qing guessed Murong Chi, but he wasn't sure, he knew that Murong Chi couldn't walk, but the man in front of him walked freely.

"Grandpa." Murong Chi shouted at Murong Qing.

"Murong Chi, it's really you. What are you doing here? ”

As soon as Ouyang Cheng heard that it was really Murong Chi, he immediately motioned to Red Sun Mingyue to take the others away, he knew that Murong Chi must have come for himself, and he couldn't harm innocent people.

Murong Chiyun said lightly: "I have been in the house for more than 20 years, I came out for a walk, killed people by the way, and set fires. ”