2782: Wordscapes Uncrossed Tropic-Beach 5 Answers

Lu Xinglan's eyes were drowsing, his blood on his white face brought out his suffocation.

He went forward step by step, and his son-in-law was scared by his scary momentum and his legs were soft.

And Lu Muqiang was sitting.

"What are you doing? Without filial piety, is it difficult for you to kill me?"

Lu Xinglan stretched out her hand and held the back of the person in her arms, making her closer to her body, feeling her rapid heartbeat and trembling with fear.

He is the first time, so don't be afraid to want a girl so much.

Therefore, his voice was extremely suppressed.

But kill coldly.

It's like the snow in the ice and the cold.

"I dare not kill you. I just want to tell you that our Lu family will have no children and no future generations. From my generation, there will be no descendants in the Lu family. The plaque on the Lu family door will also be taken after my death. Into the grave. "

He said so.

The smile was cold.

"After I die, no one will worship, no one will worship, no one will burn paper, and no one will remember."

And this is the end of the entire Lu family.

The words stopped, Lu Xinglan looked at Lu Mu's pale and colorless face, and revealed a calm and gentle smile.

"Is this what you want? Chen."

Before Lu's mother joined the Lu family, her maiden name was Chen.

After Lu Xinglan finished speaking, he stepped back a few steps, screaming coldly: "Don't do anything, and kill me with all these **** things."

Xin Wu appeared at the door.

Behind him were a dozen or so men with big waists.

They stormed into Lu's house.

Hold down those sons-in-law and the servants who have been treated with drugs, and drag them out.

But Lu Xinglan was holding the girl, his back to the light, and the face in the shadow was as handsome as God and cold as evil.

"Don't drag it out, kill it on the spot."

Lu's fingers were shaking, not anger but scary.

She stared at her son's eyes.

Those eyes are almost evil, full of killing.

Soon screams and sticks sounded, and the **** smell permeated the room.

Blood and water began to flow across the ground.

Covered the blood spit out by Bai Weiwei on the ground.

Lu Xinglan calmly looked at Lu Mu.

It's like looking at a piece of dead meat.

He thought Yuande was the most stinky piece of meat.

Unexpectedly, neither did his mother.

Even worse than Yuande.

About a quarter of an hour later.

The screams slowly disappeared. Supervisor Xin Wu stood calmly in a pool of blood, with his hands on his back and his back, said blankly, "The eighteen people involved in this matter have all lost their breath."

Lu Xinglan gently touched Bai Weiwei's back with his fingers, an unusually gentle appeasement.

He raised his head, his exquisite looks without a trace of expression, and the darkness in his eyes remained.

But he whispered softly, "In the future, this place will be your retirement place. You are old, your body is not good, your brain is also affected by your body, and various hallucinations appear. In order to fear you, I will have to put your yard Close the door. "

Having said that, Lu Xinglan's face showed a gentle smile.

The tone was bland enough to make the back of the neck hairy.

"Do you think this arrangement is good? Chen's."

Mother Lu moved her mouth, but couldn't say a word. She was holding the arm of the chair with both hands.

Facing the dead in the house.

Blood ran down to her feet, and her feet shook to move away, only to find that she had no strength.

Lu Xinglan glanced at her lightly.

No love or hate.

Only the coldness of snow.

Then he turned around holding the girl and didn't care to walk out on the **** ground.

And his fingers, stroking the back of the man in his arms, seemed worried that she was frightened.

(End of this chapter)