Chapter 268 Funeral ([-])

Zuo Ling curled up on the ground in pain. Although Wan Chengming didn't use all her strength, she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"If I kill you, Yan'er will be angry."

One sentence explained why she was spared her life.

After digging by more than a dozen people, the buried wooden coffin was soon revealed.

The wooden coffin was lifted up, Zuo Ling saw this scene, and closed his eyes in despair.

It’s over.

Wan Tengming walked to the coffin and lightly brushed off the mud, "My husband is here to take you home."

As he said, even a corpse is his.

He is also willing to guard her grave for the rest of his life.

Wan Chengming raised his palm and lifted the coffin lid!
He wanted to see her one last time.

If he had recovered his memory half a year ago, he would have tried every means to preserve Fei Lanyan's body, but it was too late now.

The heavy coffin lid fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. Wan Tengming looked at Fei Lanyan's body in the coffin, deep in his eyes were three parts happy to find Fei Lanyan, three parts nervous and four parts sad.

(Lazy author: This is a perfect pie chart.)
But he found that there was nothing in it!

This is an empty coffin!
Wan Tengming turned around abruptly, and in an instant came to Zuo Ling, grabbed her neck and lifted her up, "Where is she!?"

Zuo Ling's legs subconsciously kicked a few times and then stopped moving, as if she would not even open her mouth no matter how Wan Chengming tortured her.

If he was allowed to find Miss, I don't know how he would torture Miss!

"Oh," Wan Chengming smiled coldly, "very good."

He threw Zuo Ling out like a rag doll, and Zuo Ling landed heavily, her weak breathing showed that she was still alive.

If he hadn't worried that Yan'er would get angry, he would have dealt with her four servant girls long ago.

Dare to steal her body and prevent him from seeing her, these four people will not be enough to die ten thousand times!
Wan Qiming led people to the hut and asked them to surround several huts. Only then did the person in the house who was preparing a medicinal bath for Fei Lanyan notice something unusual.

The three Wanmei hurriedly opened the door, and saw Zuo Ling lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Wan Tengming raised his foot and was about to enter the only bedroom, and Nan stretched his arms to block him, "You can't go in!"

"Go away!"

The three people who stopped Wan Tengming were all shaken away by his internal force, and they all rolled to the ground, spitting blood, and then they were controlled by the dark guards, unable to move.

Wan Chengming walked into the house step by step with heavy steps.

The room was still the same as before, with a bead curtain in front of him, and behind the bead curtain a huge bathtub was still steaming.

And Feilanyan sat in the tub, leaning against the tub with his back to Wan Chengming.

"Smoke..."

she lives!She is really alive!

Wan Tengming's throat tightened, his eyes were red, and the terrifying aura around him had already subsided, "I'm here, I miss you so much."

Wan Tengming talked about his longing, but he didn't dare to take a step closer.

Because of the regret and self-blame that was about to overwhelm him.

He hurt her with his own hands, he dared not see her, but wanted to see her.

Wan Tengming hesitated on the spot, not daring to take a step forward, but even if Fei Lanyan said a word to him, he would immediately run over and hug her tightly.

But she didn't, she never turned around, and never responded to Wan Chengming's word, which almost became the last straw that crushed Wan Chengming.

She really hated him.

"I'm sorry, Yan'er, don't hate me, okay?"

Wan Chengming has never been so humble before, humbly begging for her love,
 About how to distinguish the two people in the male protagonist's body:

  The one who talks less is the old one, and the one who talks more is the monster.

  "Monster?" Wan Qiming was sharpening his knife...

  Lazy author: "I don't know anything, I don't, I don't say anything, it's not me!"

  Wan Qiming raised his knife: "I would rather kill him by mistake than let him go."

  "..."

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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