Quick wear: The ever-changing male gods are flirting with tricks!

Chapter 206
Chapter 57

Lu Jingzhan suddenly raised his head and looked at Mo Lan, his eyes were filled with emptiness, making people creepy: "She is my wife, I want to take her away!"

"Oh! Wife?" Mo Ling sneered, as if laughing at the word 'wife' he said: "I'll say it for the last time, it's impossible!"

Although his physical and mental strength are strong, he is not weak, let alone this is on his own territory.

Faced with the mental attack from Mo Lan's disagreement, Lu Jingzhan's expression remained unchanged, and he confronted him forcefully. At this time, the bodyguards in the villa attacked Lu Jingzhan, and someone wanted to take the ice coffin out of his arms. Pulled away, all without success.

Mo Lan made a sudden attack, Lu Jingzhan quickly defended, two fists were no match for four hands, what's more, he had already fought with Mo Lan when he first arrived, so it didn't take long for him to show his defeat.

Seeing the opportunity, Mo Lan's attacks became more and more tyrannical. If he didn't pay attention, the ice coffin was snatched away by the bodyguards, and Lu Jingzhan suddenly became frantic.

He lost his mind, and his attacks became disorganized. It didn't take long for Mo Lan to resist, and by this time, the bodyguard had already disappeared.

Lu Jingzhan hurried to catch up, leaving behind Mo Lan who was leaning against the wall in a panic.

After Lu Jingzhan left, a trace of sarcasm flashed across Mo Lan's eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc, then he fought back and went back to the villa, and entered the dark room from the study.

In the middle of the dark room, Yu Guiwan was formally taken away by bodyguards.

Lu Jingzhan chased for a long distance but failed to find anyone. He suddenly realized that he might have been tricked, and hurried back, but the villa was empty.

Angrily, he searched all over the villa, smashed it like a lunatic, but found nothing, and finally had to leave.

darkroom.

Mo Lan watched him smash the villa into a mess, there was no other emotion in his eyes except ridicule.

All the materials used to build this place were materials that can shield spiritual power, just for this day...

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Lu Jingzhan has been a walking dead since that day. If it wasn't for his daughter, he probably left with Yu Guiwan when he learned the truth.

After mother Yu realized the truth, she cried, got angry, and complained, but seeing the smiling face of her granddaughter, she could only choose to raise the child wholeheartedly.

Lu Jingzhan named his daughter 'Lu Nianwan', which means 'Lu Jingzhan misses his beloved Yu Guiwan'...

As Lu Nianwan grew up, Lu Jingzhan's health became worse and worse, no matter what method he used, it was useless.

This is a heart disease. His heart is dead, his spirit is dead, and his idea of ​​living is also dead.

When Lu Nianwan was 20 years old, after delivering his hand to that boy, Lu Jingzhan disappeared.

……

For so many years, he has never given up on getting Yu Guiwan's body back from Mo Lan. At the last moment, Lu Jingzhan went to Mo Lan again, and this time he cut to the chase: "I only saw her for the last time, probably, We can only see each other for the last time."

Mo Lan looked at him, who was only in his 40s but already aged, and couldn't say no to him.

Lu Jingzhan saw his Wanwan again, she was still 18 years old, but he was already old...

For so many years, he could only look at the photo and talisman in his wallet and imagine her appearance, so as not to forget her voice and smile during this long lonely time.

……

'Woo-woo--' the siren sounded suddenly.

Lu Jingzhan broke the ice coffin, hugged the still beautiful girl tightly in his arms, kissed her tenderly on the forehead, and then left without looking back.

He carried her to a hillside full of flowers, until halfway up the mountain, in the middle of the flowers was a dug grave.

Mo Lan followed him here, watched him jump down with Wan Wan in his arms, lay down in it, and used his mental strength to bury himself alive.

The land there gradually became flat, and then slowly raised a hill, with a tombstone standing in front: the tomb of Lu Jingzhan and his beloved wife Yu Guiwan.

　Forgot to set the timer, my wok. . . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)