Standing quietly at the door, Luo Wan closed the door in his hand.

Isolating the mother and daughter inside, Luo Wanqing closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

After a moment, those beautiful eyes opened again and there was a clear light inside.

Luo Wanqing slowly turned around and walked towards the living room, his eyes gradually becoming deep and firm.

When he walked to the living room, Gu Lanchen was standing in the center of the living room, guarding next to Zhou Yongcun.

Seeing Luo late Qing Dynasty, Gu Lanchen took a few steps back.

The wind was blowing step by step in the late Qing Dynasty. During the movements, a cold light flashed across the waist.

Luo Wanqing took out the dagger and held it tightly in his hand.

She was so angry that her little hand holding the knife had blue veins.

Looking down at the person who could no longer recognize him, Luo Wanqing's body was about to gush out.

On the side, Gu Lanchen reached out and held Luo Wanqing's next move.

But Gu Lanchen would support everything Luo late Qing wanted to do without asking the reason. Only such things would not be indulged, and would be by his side to prevent Luo late Qing from going astray.

I lowered my eyes and looked at the big hand covering the back of my hand. The cold back of my hand seemed to be warming up.

This was the first warm feeling that Luo felt during the late Qing Dynasty.

She raised her little hand and pushed Gu Lanchen's hand down.

As he turned his eyes, Luo Wanqing signaled with his eyes, it didn't matter.

With four eyes facing each other, Gu Lanchen understood the restraint in Luo Wanqing's eyes, so Gu Lanchen put down his hand and walked aside.

"Second uncle."

The girl standing at the center suddenly spoke.

"Can you let your people go out first? I want to stay alone with Zhou Yongcun."

There seemed to be hesitation between the eyebrows and eyes, but after capturing the emotions in Luo Wanqing's eyebrows and eyes, Gu Lan pursed her lips and nodded.

Worried about Luo's safety in the late Qing Dynasty, Gu Lanchen stood tightly at the door.

In his sight, everyone disappeared, and Luo Wanqing's eyes moved towards Zhou Yongcun, the only sitting present.

Luo Wanqing did not rush to do it, but walked to the piano and sat down slowly.

The surroundings are in a mess, and this is the only thing that survives the entire Zhou family.

The beautiful fingers flew onto the piano keys, Luo Xiaoqing closed his eyes and pressed his index finger.

So the sad tone kept flying out from her fingertips, and in an instant, the entire Zhou family was filled with notes.

Rather than saying that Luo played the declaration of death in the late Qing Dynasty, it is better to say that she played the past few years.

Memories flew to the past and back to a certain afternoon.

It was the sunny day. Grandpa Luo was holding Luo Wanqing and playing the piano, when a strange man walked in.

Grandpa once told Luo Wanqing that piano was one of the few hobbies of grandpa, because he always stayed in the laboratory on weekdays and spent too little time on his own, so this very few hobbies seemed extremely precious.

Grandpa even said that there was a musician suffering from Alzheimer's disease who could use the piano to treat Alzheimer's disease. Grandpa thought it was amazing, so from that day on, he also learned to use music to record his life.

Everyone was looking for Grandpa Luo’s second diary, and Luo Lung Qing was also looking for it on the surface. But Luo Lung Qing knew that the second diary was not a unique medical book at all, but grandpa’s diary, a diary filled with piano scores.

The cheerful rhythm came to an abrupt end here, and the music under Luo's late Qing Dynasty suddenly became sharp.

Her hands began to play extremely fiercely, as if she was criticizing something or saying something.

Luo late Qing recalled the days of revenge in recent years, one by one, and then his subordinates became faster and faster.

finally!

After a long and melodious music, Luo late Qing dynasty beat hard.

The moment it came to an abrupt end, Zhou Yongcun on the stool trembled almost invisibly.

He was closing his eyes tightly at this time, and he looked dying.

Perhaps hearing the footsteps of Luo Wanqing getting closer, Zhou Yongcun moved his neck and asked.

"Luo Wanqing, are you going to end me?"

Luo Wanqing didn't say anything, but just held the dagger tightly in his hand.

She pressed the cold blade against Zhou Yongchuang's cheek, and smiled mockingly as she watched the other person tremble because of fear.

"Zhou Yongcun, how could I take care of myself for your life?"

In the end, Luo Wanqing inexplicably cried.

She felt that she could not hold on, so she bit her back teeth tightly and raised her sword!

Cut the other person's skin, Luo Wanqing wrote one by one.

The huge pain made Zhou Yongcun roar continuously, and his whole body looked extremely embarrassed.

Listening to the roar of the person beside him, Luo Wanqing took action harder and heavier.

She seemed to be trying to separate the other person's bones, and the bright red liquid jumped onto the girl's fair little face.

Soon, the big word "sin" appeared in Zhou Yongcun's arm.

In a shocking way, Luo Wanqing pulled open the corner of his mouth.

"Bang--"

Luo Wanqing threw the knife to the ground, took out a wet wipe, wiped the dirty things, and wiped every finger clean.

Take a deep breath and Luo Xiaoqing tried to calm himself as much as possible.

She sneered, and the lines were filled with the pleasure of revenge.

"Zhou Yongchuang, everything you deserve now is your sin."

"From today on, I will live a good life with my grandparents' last wishes. As for your family, stay in it for the rest of your life and die in the dirty and smelly corner!"

I had originally expected how to deal with Zhou Yongcun, but when I really stood in front of Zhou Yongcun, Luo Wanqing felt disgusted all over.

She turned around mercilessly and walked to the door.

The moment he looked up at Gu Lanchen, a line of clear tears slowly slid down the perfect little face.

Great revenge is revenged, and tears are flowing.

Luo Wanqing could not even suppress his tone, and the words were broken.

"Let them... come and clean up."

*

Everything in the Zhou family was like a dream. Luo had not recovered for a long time on the way home from the late Qing Dynasty.

In the next few days, Luo Wanqing kept locking himself in the room.

She had no idea that the fever did not go away, but only when Li Mom put the medicine at the door of the room, Luo Wanqing would open the door, take a brief breath of the air outside the door, then quickly close the door and lock herself in the quiet room.

In the past few days, Luo Wanqing seems to have evaporated, and the class resumes courses cannot be contacted. Luo Wanqing did not return to the news that Lin Sheng and Liu Qiang are together. Su Mu drove downstairs of Gu's house every evening, and even half an inch of Luo Wanqing's shadow was not seen.

The days when everyone couldn't find her, Luo Wanqing was reuniting with his family in his dream.

The fire in the dream was finally torn apart, revealing the warm sun.

The stingy old man and old ladies finally came to Luo's dream in the late Qing Dynasty. After having sex with her for so many years, the only reunion dinner.
Chapter completed!