Soon, with the outbreak of the powerful people of the Lu family, Qinglong and others were all defeated.

Bang bang bang ~

Amid the low roar, the figures of Qinglong and the five others flew backwards like kites with broken strings.

Then, he slammed hard on the ground and vomited blood.

“Haha~”

"Qiu Mucheng, how about it?"

"Now, who won? Who lost?"

After removing the threat from Qinglong and others, Lu Hua endured the injuries inside his body, but smiled freely.

That pride belonging to the wealthy young master is back again.

"I admit that my Lu Hua is not as good as Ye Fan in terms of strength."

"However, I could not fight him before he died, but after he died, my young head of the Lu clan could not fight him?"

"Am I a living person, can I be worse than a dead person?"

Lu Hua smiled grimly, and his words were full of jealousy and hatred for Ye Fan.

He really can't stand Ye Fan!

It is not just because Ye Fan insulted him in the Americas before.

Moreover, Ye Fan's status and power.

Why can a country man from a poor family have endless power?

Why can a slutty boy become a title and enter the Temple of Martial God?

Why, a young man with an ordinary appearance can have such a talented and beautiful wife at home?

Lu Hua was dissatisfied, he was dissatisfied!

Ye Fan, his education is not as good as his own, his background is not as good as his own, and his appearance is not as good as his own.

But why, everything he has is beyond his reach!

"Ye Fan, wait. One day, you will have the power, power, and women, and I, Lu Hua, all of you."

"And, only more or less!"

"Getting your women and property is just the beginning~"

Lu Hua smiled and held his palm tightly.

Deep in the eyes, there seemed to be a fire burning!

"Come on, take that woman off for me."

"Take it back into the room and let me take it."

Lu Hua waved his hand, but his explicit words made Qiu Mucheng feel panicked and Huarong lost his color.

"Lu Hua, you beast!"

"Dare you dare?"

Li Er was still scolding, but as soon as he finished calling, he was kicked out.

"Where did the old thing come from?"

"Do you want to die if you block the young master's way?"

The strong man from the Lu family shouted angrily, then reached out and grabbed Qiu Mucheng.

"Mr. Qiu, let's go~"

"Go away~"

....

Even though Li Er was kicked over, he still shouted loudly.

Let Qiu Mucheng escape quickly.

"Master's wife, go quickly~"

Ye Yuyan and others lay on the ground, their bloody lips trembling, and they were also calling Qiu Mucheng to let him leave quickly.

However, facing the shouts of everyone, Qiu Mucheng ignored them and was indifferent.

She stood there for a long time, full of despair.

There seemed to be tears flashing in the beautiful eyes.

Could it be that God is so willing?

It’s God who wants to destroy her, and she and Ye Fan established her. Is the Mu Fan group?

Qiu Mucheng looked up at the sky, tears kept flowing down the corners of his eyes.

Faced with desperate situation, Qiu Mucheng did not flee in panic, nor did he cry in fear.

Instead, he was standing quietly like that young man in the face of thousands of dangers.

It's like a tree, standing in eternity.

Three thousand black hairs sway in the wind.

The exquisite curves are the most beautiful under this sky.

No one saw this scene and was not amazed at all.

However, no one saw the resoluteness and loneliness in Qiu Mucheng's eyes at this moment.

"Does Qiu want to..."

Li Er seemed to notice Qiu Mucheng's strangeness, and his heart was shocked and his face changed drastically.

Yes, at the moment when Qinglong fell, Qiu Mucheng had already thought of his own destination.

She couldn't run, he didn't plan to run, and he wouldn't kneel down and beg for mercy.

She is Ye Fan's wife, the emperor and empress of Jiangdong, and the woman of the priest general.

She can't embarrass him.

Even if Ye Fan really dies, as his woman, she will still keep her loyalty and ethics for him, which belongs to the priest general!

Sure enough, Qiu Mucheng took out the dagger that had been hiding on his body. Then, in the shocked eyes of everyone, the woman aimed at her chest with her heart full of determination and stabbed her without hesitation.

Being a hero in life, and being a hero in death!

This is a portrayal of Ye Fan. As his wife, Qiu Mucheng will never let herself become a stain on the man's lifelong stain.

Therefore, she would rather choose to commit suicide than let her body be defiled by men other than Ye Fan.

"Mr. Qiu, don't~" Li Er shouted.

....

"Master's wife, no~" Qinglong cried and burst into tears!

....

"Damn it!"

"Quick, stop her~"

"You can't let her die."

Lu Hua was also shocked, and seemed to be in a mad manner, which made people stop Qiu Mucheng.

However, it is difficult to save the nearby fire from far away.

With their distance, if Qiu Mucheng was determined to die, they would never be able to stop him.

It was dusk at this time.

The fiery red sun wheel suspends in the sky.

The afterglow of the sunset shines on the intoxicating woman, but it throws the sadness all over the ground.

At the moment before his death, Qiu Mucheng thought a lot.

I remembered the desolation when Ye Fan joined Qiu's family, the humiliation that Ye Fan suffered for her in Qiu's family over the years, the peerless figure under Mount Tai, and the heroic and domineering spirit of Ye Fan ascending to the sky and being bowed to the ministers at one step above the feast of the powerful.

Looking back on her life, she has been frustrated, glorious, crying, and laughing.

She had seen the deepest darkness in the night and felt the brightest light on the top of the mountain.

Following that man, she has experienced ups and downs and suffered from storms.

Although she is only twenty-three years old this year, she has experienced both glory and suffering in the world.

She was content.

Even if I die today, I will not complain.
To be continued...