Chapter 1663

Opportunities are fleeting.

Opportunity never comes again.

Taking the opportunity of the student being forced to die, master Hua Yuan woke up briefly. He wanted to kill himself, but he didn't expect to be stopped by everyone. How can he defeat so many people alone? After a fight, the swords in his hands were taken away, and his mouth was blocked when he bit his tongue and killed himself. It was only futile to exhaust his strength. On the contrary, he was embarrassed and extremely sad and angry.

He knows what it means to "not survive, not die".

Hua Yuan just wants to die. Why does everyone seem to want their lives, one by one?

After a stalemate, Hua Yuan was exhausted. His hands and feet were too weak. There was only one mouth left to breathe.

The others were relieved to see that he had no strength to die again.

Although they don't like Hua Yuan very much, if Hua Yuan dies, it is equivalent to breaking an Ying's arm, and their interests are bound with an Ying. In short, to keep Hua Yuan is to keep their own interests. Naturally, they have to work hard to block it.

"You, you are simply unreasonable!"

Hua Yuan was dizzy and distended, and bursts of dizziness and nausea like hypoxia came to his heart.

This feeling is too familiar.

Before losing consciousness, Hua Yuan felt that a pair of scarlet turbid eyes opened in the dark, and the owner of the eyes was looking at him coldly. No sorrow, no joy, no surprise, no anger, but Huayuan has the illusion of being noticed by Jiuyou hell. No, it may not be an illusion.

The owner of these eyes, crazy, will really drag people into hell!

Hua Yuan trembled in his heart, and his hair could not help protesting. He knew that "that man" was about to wake up!

"The military master fainted!"

I don't know who shouted. They found that Hua Yuan was so pale that he closed his eyes and leaned back.

It seemed more like a corpse than the corpse on the bed.

The crowd pressed people, called in Huayuan's ear, and sent someone to ask a doctor

After some tossing, everyone was sweating. It was like running a few kilometers with a sandbag of 100 kg on his back.

Huangtian didn't fail the painstaking people. Their efforts were still useful. Before the doctor arrived, Huayuan woke up and opened his eyes.

A humanitarian, "the military division, now the situation is in crisis, it still needs the military division to take pains to plan. How can the military division abandon the Lord for the sake of the little Lord?"

The old minister who was angry and wanted to kill Xichang Diji also calmed down. He said two soft words and didn't continue to fight and kill.

They sincerely persuaded Hua Yuan to give up his will to die, but the party concerned showed the eyes of "are you all pigs".

"Nothing!" Hua Yuan stood up with his weak legs and found that there was some viscous liquid on his neck. He raised his hand and put it in front of his eyes. It was dazzling bright red blood. He mockingly raised the corner of his lips and said indifferently, "the young Lord has just died. You are ready to mourn, and then send someone to report the funeral to the Lord. The cause of the young Lord's death is disgraceful. He said to the outside that he died suddenly of a serious disease and died suddenly..."

When they saw that Hua Yuan was calm again, they couldn't help but feel relieved.

Even if Hua Yuan's face is dead and silent at this time, it's better to draw a sword and try to die.

It's easy to say as long as you don't want to kill yourself.

"Here!"

"The end will obey!"

A farce came to an end, and the hurried doctor came forward to treat the wound on Hua Yuan's neck.

Hua Yuan remained motionless and was manipulated by the doctor, like a unpopular porcelain doll.

Seeing this, the doctor thought Hua Yuan was a martyr. He was frustrated and lazy. He sighed, "you should avoid eating in recent days. Don't touch the dirt on the wound, so as to avoid the bad luck into the body and make the wound red, swollen and rotten. I gave you a few doses of medicine, and you can get better if you take it on time."

Hua Yuan asked him, "is the wound deep?"

The doctor said, "it's not deep, but the location is dangerous."

Hua Yuan was silent when he heard the speech, but the flashing emotion at the bottom of his eyes made the doctor tremble.

"You go down. I want to be quiet and refresh myself. I'll arrange a funeral for the young master later..."

Hua Yuan drives people away. The doctor's lips move back and forth, but he doesn't spit out words of persuasion. He can only retreat quietly.

When the doctor left with his front foot, Hua Yuan brushed his sleeve with his back foot and knocked everything he could see to the ground. His elegant and handsome face was full of ferocity.

"I'm not crazy, no - I'm me!!!"

He suppressed the roar in his throat. Although it was not loud, it was very penetrating and infectious, which made the bystanders creepy.

Unfortunately, he was the only one in the house, and no one could hear him.

The chaotic night was dispersed by the rising sun, and the news of the young Lord's sudden death due to an urgent illness spread everywhere like wings.

The news naturally spread to the front line.

Ann received two letters, one was a normal funeral, and the other was a secret letter pressed down by Hua Yuan for a long time.

This secret letter tells in detail that the young Lord bullied the pregnant concubine's mother, which also caused her fetal Qi to be unstable and almost lost her child.

In addition, Hua Yuan also added the truth of the little Lord's death. Instead of sudden death, he did something wrong, panicked and committed suicide.

Two letters arrived in front and back.

After reading the first mourning letter, an was sad and had some unspeakable joy at the same time.

When his adopted son died, the stumbling block in his heart was gone, and no one could stop his biological son from ascending.

After reading the second secret letter, an's anger directly broke through the highest value, and his forehead swelled, as if the green snakes winding around his forehead. He was so angry that his hands trembled, his cheeks were blue, and his chest fluctuated rapidly that he wanted to dig out his stepson and whip the body.

Taking advantage of his absence, he bullied his concubine's mother and caused him to have a miscarriage

Ann doesn't know that she has raised an unfamiliar white eyed wolf and has done such shameless and treacherous things!

"Good death!"

These three words are almost squeezed out of the back slot.

At the thought of his own woman, or the woman pregnant with his child, being touched by his stepson, the strong humiliation covered by green clouds surged into his heart and made his hatred soar into the sky. Commit suicide? It's really cheap. This boy should at least be executed!

Anger belongs to anger, but an can't publicize what his stepson has done, nor can he make the truth of his death public.

Not only can he not, he has to clean up the mess for the other party and ensure his reputation after death.

If you don't do so, the outside world will inevitably speculate that the stepson's death was inspired by an Ying, who harmed his stepson in order to clear the obstacles for his parents and children.

In this way, it will inevitably leave a negative impression of ruthlessness and unscrupulous means to achieve the goal.

More importantly, the world will know that he was wearing a green hat by his stepson.

Being wearing a green hat is the most unbearable humiliation for men.

For the sake of his reputation, ANN can't be impulsive. At most, she can get some small hands behind her back to vent her hatred.

Of course, after his anger, Ann also found something wrong.