Chapter 1042: It's over when you die

As for Qin Xiaoyue, he went directly to Mr. Lu. The number of people who had wanted to cheer up and fell into the boss's family also scolded and cried in front of the old man, saying that they ignored Lu Qin's life and death.

But before the person arrived, he was rushed out by the guard of Grandpa Lu, saying that Grandpa is now in poor health, and no one is seen.

Qin Xiaoyue was dumbfounded, she was not who, she was Qin Xiaoyue, she was Lu Qin’s mother, and now Lu Qin was missing, why did Grandpa Lu, a grandfather, just ignore it?

Qin Xiaoyue stood outside the Lingering Garden for half a day, and then he scolded away.

"Why, what did she say?"

Grandpa Lu played with his own tea set that he insisted on coming from his son. He didn't even lift his eyelids, and if someone heard his question, he would understand why Ye Shuyun asked these questions.

This is the case with Qin Xiaoyue. People like her will never know how to be grateful. You helped her and did it. She felt that she should deserve it. If she didn’t do it, she scolded you for not being able and trying her best. Well, even now, I can only give one sentence.

She will scold the dog blood that you scold, what is unpleasant is to scold, even the unbearable words.

"She said..." The guard scratched his head and felt unable to speak.

"Say," Grandpa Lu continued to play with the cup. This cup is a good thing and a real antique. It is better than his set. There is some more from his son. When it is okay, he will come back a few times. It’s hidden, but the son is a stingy one. It’s like he cut his flesh. Why, he can’t take it when he’s a kid. In the future, these things will not be returned to him until he dies, and how long can he live like this old thing.

"Chief, can you put your pot down first?" The guard carefully reminded the landing man, there is no way, this chief has a conviction, and he will smash things when he is angry, and he can take things that he can smash. As long as it is smashed, there is no certainty. Anyway, everything is smashed, and the set of antiques is smashed. The market price does not know how much money is coming.

And he was really afraid that this set could not be kept.

Grandpa Lu put down his cup, sat there and watched his nose, watched his nose, wanted to come, and listened.

The guard quickly picked up the set of pots and hid them in the cupboard. When he returned, he also had a bowl in his hand. He put the bowl on the table. This is what I can get. Smash it, smash it, it’s okay, just a few bucks, and the head can smash a thousand.

The guard was relieved. "Director, then I said."

"Well," Grandpa Lu raised his eyes, "Speak."

"The second lady said that the chief is immortal, why not die, what to do alive, all live older than the son, and live a disgusting person, the grandson is gone, nor is he anxious, such an old thing , It's a curse to live. 々

And the more the guard said, the more ugly Lu Lu's face was. He took the bowl on the table, and the guard quickly jumped to a country, and also found himself a relatively safe angle. Stand well, if the senior official smashes If so, this bowl must not hit his head.

As a result, Mr. Lu played with the bowl for a while, and he felt that it was not too smooth, and that he was a bit silly, and also a bit errant. He dropped the bowl on the table.

"Take it away."

The guard quickly hugged the bowl, but it was an accident. Why did the Chief Minister have such a good temper today? He didn’t smash things. In fact, it’s not that Mr. Lu had a good temper. Not angry, not hitting the bowl, just because, I knew who Qin Xiaoyue was, if he could say good things from her mouth, saying that he lived for years, maybe he would really hit the bowl.

As for what Lu Qin lost, he knew, but he didn't want to control it. If Lu Jin was there, even if Lu Jin was unwilling, at least, Lu Qin's life and death would still be taken care of.

At this time, it was the third day of Lu Qin's loss.

Lu Qin always thought he was dead, but every time he opened his eyes, he knew that his life was still there when he regained his consciousness. He hadn’t died yet, but if he continued like this, he wouldn’t be far from death. Too.

The ghost came almost once a day, every time he came with his cold hands, punching and kicking him, and he didn’t know what he was like, he just knew that his eyes could not be opened Open, the mouth can not move.

He wanted to speak, but it was just such a broken voice.

The outside door squeaked open, still bringing in the wind from the hell, and the sound of the man stepping on the ground, creaky, creaky.

Is this a human or a ghost? If it is a human being, how can there be such an icy temperature, almost never feel it, but if it is a ghost, then how can there be walking sound again.

The light coming in from the outside was a little vague, and I could only vaguely see the dog-like man shrunk in the corner.

Yan Huan slightly pulled her red lips. She wasn’t laughing, she didn’t laugh either. She didn’t have the thrill of revenge. She had only one relief. The revenge of the previous life, you can report it.

She came over, already holding a broken chair in her hand, and the broken chair was pulled on the ground, and a long line was drawn on the ground.

Just die like that. If you die, it's your next turn.

At this time, Yan Huan had no feelings in her eyes. She seemed to have lost all her feelings and turned into a walking dead. What she held in her eyes was the hatred of her previous life.

She picked up the chair, and her slender wrists were almost always broken, but she still lifted up the seemingly heavy chair. As long as the chair went down, all the hatred of her life was over. .

She knows that this is the most stupid, the most stupid, and should not be a way of revenge, hurting the enemy by 300 points, but she has no way, these people’s lives are all very good, such as Su Muran, For example, Lu Qin, and Sun Yuhan, Lu Qin first had a Su Muran. After Su Muran was half dead, he found Sun Yuhan, who had a Ye family to support her, and she is now like a half man and half ghost. It is this way that she can think of. She is her own death. She should use her death gang to land. There are three children besides their enemies. As long as these people are gone, then the whole world is one. Follow clean, follow safe.

Only when her chair was about to smash, the door outside was slammed open, and the chair in her hand stopped in mid-air.