Chapter 33: Cooperation?
The village chief instantly sank his face, with an expression of being exposed to the truth, and said angrily: "You don't need to worry about it, you just need to hand over the woman behind you to me."
It is also Su Liuwan's honor to be buried in such a feng shui treasure.
If Tu Qing hadn't died unexpectedly, he would have been buried after the first seven years, and it would not have been your girlfriend's turn to marry this yin kiss. ”
At this time, Mu Ya also stood up and said: "It is Liuwan's honor to be able to bury Brother Tu Qing, although Liuwan has not seen Brother Tu Qing, but I believe that Liuwan and Brother Tu Qingge have become relatives, and when they get down, they will definitely fall in love with Brother Tu Qing." ”
Zhuang Xianyu's face was full of ridicule: "This honor is still you can enjoy it yourself!" If I'm not mistaken, you should like this dead man named Tu Qing very much, why don't you marry him yourself to accompany the funeral? Don't you love him very much? ”
Mu Ya stammered suddenly: "I, I, I am ......"
Seeing Mu Ya's flustered appearance, the village chief glared at Mu Ya with hatred, and struck the ground a few times with his cane, saying, "What is a woman talking about!" Don't get out of here! ”
Mu Ya breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly hid in the crowd.
At this time, Tu Hong, who was standing behind the village chief, patted the village chief on the shoulder and said, "Come, let me say a few words to this child." ”
After speaking, he stood up from the crowd and said to Zhuang Xianyu warmly: "Tu Qing is my Tu Hong's youngest son, young man, you should know me." As long as you hand over the girl behind you, I'll give you this number. ”
Tu Hong stretched out a finger and said step by step: "One million, a young man like you with no background can use this money to start his own business."
When you become famous, how many beautiful women you want can't get? Why hang yourself on a girl? And I myself can also provide appropriate assistance in the process of starting your business. ”
The village chief bent over, anxiously and flatteringly, and said, "Mr. Tu, then, what about the money we talked about." ”
Tu Hong waved his hand at the village chief and motioned to the village chief to put his heart in his stomach, "Although things have not been done well, you have also done your best, everyone is of the same clan, rest assured!" Your million, not a penny. ”
The village chief breathed a sigh of relief and stopped doing so.
Tu Hong approached Zhuang Xianyu with a smile, stretched out his right hand and said confidently: "Happy cooperation." ”
Zhuang Xianyu stretched out his right hand and grabbed his palm, Tu Hong showed a satisfied smile, but he didn't expect it.
Zhuang Xianyu curled the corners of his lips, smiled evilly, and said: "I finally remembered who you are, a famous rich philanthropist, but I didn't expect you to be from the Sola tribe." ”
After finishing speaking, Zhuang Xianyu gritted his teeth and twisted Tu Hong's right hand to the right three times, Tu Hong let out a heart-rending cry and quickly took his hand back.
Tu Hong gritted his teeth and roared at the village chief fiercely: "Call me!" No, kill him for me!! ”
"Good!" Seeing Tu Hong holding his arm in pain without looking at him, the village chief quietly showed a gloating smile. Facing the villagers who were about to move, he said righteously: "Since this kid doesn't hand over that woman, he is destroying the feng shui of our Suoda Mountain, and he doesn't repent, we have done our best to give him a chance, since he doesn't know how to cherish it, we can only kill him." ”
Zhuang Xianyu hugged Su Liuwan and pushed back, and said loudly: "Hahahahaha, it's really sad!" You keep saying that the Sola people are in pursuit of love, but it's disgusting to look at your actions one by one.
Ruthlessly threw his dead wife on the cliff of Sorem and married a young new wife. It is also said that the Sola people will not betray love, but they just use sacred excuses to bind others and satisfy their seven emotions and six desires! ”
When everyone didn't react, Zhuang Xianyu laughed wildly and instantly jumped in front of Tu Hong and grabbed his neck. Zhuang Xianyu's upgraded and strengthened system can easily mention Tu Hong.
In Tu Hong's desperate eyes, Tu Hong's head slammed into his son Tu Qing's tombstone, and his skull was instantly shattered, and Tu Hong died without even struggling.
Blood accompanied by brains, flowing down Tu Qing's tombstone, staining the photo on Tu Qing's tombstone red, making Tu Qing's elegant face in the photo look extremely vicious.
Throwing Tu Hong's body in the empty coffin that everyone had prepared for Su Liuwan, Zhuang Xianyu wiped his bloodstained palm in disgust, "You go and bury your son yourself." ”
The villagers rushed frantically towards Zhuang Xianyu with sickles and sticks, and Zhuang Xianyu raised his foot and kicked a scythe that almost slashed at him.
With Su Liuwan on his back, Zhuang Xianyu ran towards the depths of the cemetery and shouted to the villagers: "Come on! Today, I will completely destroy your so-called hundred-year-old prosperous family tomb, and the obstructors who came in with me, come and kill one by one, and kill two and a pair! ”
The villagers were shocked when they saw Tu Hong, who was dying miserably, and let Zhuang Xianyu disappear into the darkness.
The village chief was completely split by Zhuang Xianyu's words, trembling all over his body and roaring: "It's too much to deceive people! It's too much of a deception! Rush in and kill him! "I completely forgot that it was caused by forcing Su Liuwan to die first.
The villagers who stopped were startled by the village chief's roar, and the thought that the village chief also had a fearsome wizard identity, trembled, gritted their teeth, and rushed into the family tomb.
I don't know how long I ran, I found that I couldn't hear the sound of tracking behind me, and I was sure that no one could catch up in a short time, Zhuang Xianyu stopped with a wry smile, untied the rope and let go of Su Liuwan, leaned Su Liuwan against the tree, and checked it carefully.
"The soul is still in the body, and it has not been possessed, it has not been tricked, I don't know how to control Wanwan.
I really didn't expect this to happen, and I couldn't let my mother have a relationship with Aunt Xue anymore. ”
Touching Su Liuwan's cold fingers, Zhuang Xianyu turned his back, intending to take out the clothes from the package and change them to Su Liuwan.
As soon as he turned around unguardedly, he was tightly choked by a cold, soft finger.
Zhuang Xianyu carefully broke the fingers on his neck and firmly clasped Su Liuwan's ten fingers with his palm.
Sighing and turning around, he looked at Su Liuwan, whose eyes were closed but constantly struggling, hugged her, and said sadly, "Wanwan, when will you wake up." ”
Unexpectedly, this hug accidentally damaged the paper wedding dress on Su Liuwan's body. There was a sound of Zla, and Su Liuwan, who was constantly struggling, suddenly fell softly into Zhuang Xianyu's arms.
Zhuang Xianyu said happily: "It turned out to be the reason for the paper wedding dress, I really cared about it, why didn't I think of it before." ”
After speaking, he took out a pair of trousers and a blouse from the package, took off the paper wedding dress on Su Liuwan's body, and hugged Su Liuwan's graceful body.
The paper wedding dress that was taken off was thrown on the ground by Zhuang Xianyu, and I saw that the paper wedding dress that was originally motionless seemed to have life, and desperately squirmed towards Su Liuwan, wanting to take off the clothes on her body and let her wear it on herself.
Zhuang Xianyu threw away the paper wedding dress, picked up the palm thunder and slashed it on the paper wedding dress, only to see a stream of bright red blood spurting out of the paper wedding dress, the paper wedding dress struggled for a while, and then stopped moving.
Hearing footsteps approaching, Zhuang Xianyu hugged Su Liuwan horizontally, only to hear a rustling sound, Zhuang Xianyu jumped on the tree next to him, waiting for someone approaching him.