Soon, with the explosion of the Lu family powerhouse, everyone in Qinglong was defeated.
Bang bang bang~
In the deep roar, the five figures of Qinglong flew out like a kite with a broken line.
After that, he hit the ground hard, vomiting blood.
“Haha~”
“Qiu Mucheng, how?”
“Now, who has won? Who has lost?”
After removing the threat of the Qinglong people, Lu Huaqiang endured the injuries in his body, but smiled wantonly.
The pride that belonged to the wealthy young master came back again.
“I admit, Lu Hua is inferior to Ye Fan in terms of strength.”
“However, I couldn’t fight him before he was alive, but after his death, the Young Patriarch of my dignified Lu clan can’t fight him?”
“I’m a living person, is it better than a dead person?”
Lu Hua laughed grimly, and the words contained jealousy and hatred towards Ye Fan.
He really couldn’t understand Ye Fan!
It’s not only because of the insults Ye Fan gave him in the Land of Americas.
More because of Ye Fan’s status and power.
Why, a countryman from a poor background can have endless power?
Why, a nasty bastard, can become a title and enter the martial arts temple?
Why, an ordinary-looking young man, can have such a wonderfully gifted wife in his family?
Lu Hua refused to accept, he was full of dissatisfaction!
Ye Fan’s education is not as good as himself, his background is not as good as himself, and his appearance is not as good as himself.
But why, everything he owns is beyond his reach!
“Ye Fan, wait, one day, all the power, power, and women you have, I, Lu Hua, will have them all.”
“And, just a lot more!”
“Getting your woman and property is just the beginning~”
Lu Hua smiled at the corners of his mouth, and clenched his palms tightly.
In the depths of the eyes, there seems to be a raging fire, burning!
“Come on, take that woman down for me.”
“Bring it back to the room and let me take it.”
Lu Hua waved his hand, and the explicit words made Qiu Mucheng panic and Hua Rong pale.
“Lu Hua, you beast!”
“you dare?”
Li Er was still cursing, but just after he finished shouting, he was kicked out.
“Where’s the old thing?”
“In the way of the young master, want to die?”
Lu Jiaqiang yelled angrily, and then stretched out his hand to grab Qiu Mucheng.
“Choo, let’s go~”
“Hurry up~”
….
Even if Li Er was kicked again, he still shouted loudly.
Let Qiu Mucheng escape quickly.
“Madam, hurry up~”
Ye Yuyan and the others lay on the ground, their bloody lips trembled, and they were also shouting Qiu Mucheng to let him go.
However, in the face of everyone’s shouts, Qiu Mucheng turned a deaf ear to it, and turned out to be indifferent.
She stood there for a long time, eyes full of despair.
There seemed to be tears in the beautiful eyes.
Is it God’s will?
It’s God who wants to kill her, kill her and Ye Fan, the Mu Fan Group?
Qiu Mucheng looked up to the sky, tears streaming down the corner of her eyes, constantly streaming down.
Facing the desperate situation, Qiu Mucheng did not flee in panic, nor did she cry in panic.
But like that young man, facing the dangers, he still stood quietly.
Like a tree, standing for eternity.
Three thousand green silk, swaying in the wind.
The exquisite curve is the most beautiful under the sky.
No one saw the scene here and did not marvel at it.
However, no one saw it. At this moment, Qiu Mucheng’s eyes were determined and desolate.
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