With a "puff", the knife penetrated the flesh and blood splattered three feet, dyeing Ye Weilan's face red.

She wiped hard, with a fierce expression: "This knife is for Qi Ye!"

Yaodu was in a car accident, and Qi Ye’s life and death were unknown. She fell into the opponent while pregnant, and the couple almost got separated by yin and yang.

Long Qianya twitched for a moment, and the muscles on her face were twisted in pain.

Ye Weilan pulled out his hand and stabbed forward again: "This knife is for Xiaoxue!"

Her youngest daughter almost suffered from the pain of being shot through thousands of shots, and she still often has nightmares.

Long Qianya shouted shrillly, and she was deeply intoxicated: "Ye Weilan...I curse you..."

Ye Weilan held up the bloody knife and thrust forward again, almost stabbing her through: "This knife is for Xiaojiu!"

Her son lost too much tonight, and she wasn't even sure he could be the same as before.

Long Qianya twitched in a pool of blood and cried out: "...I must die well..."

Ye Weilan held up the knife and slashed straight into it with one knife. Blood rushed to her face like an arrow. She laughed happily and looked full of pleasure.

This woman comes out again and again to hurt the people she loves.

This time, she is going to die!

She is finally going to die!

The last knife was sent into the heart, and Ye Weilan cried bitterly.

Xiao Yechen ran over and hugged the out-of-control mother tightly: "Mommy!"

Long Qianya was lying on the ground, feeling miserable and horrible, and her consciousness was almost dissipated.

Perhaps people can only repent of what happened before they die.

She remembered the Yuanzi where she lived in the Long Family Mansion in Yaodu.

Planted with white acacia flowers, beautiful and elegant.

Like her name.

Long Qianya.

"Qianya," thirteen-year-old Long Qianli turned around and smiled at her, with a warm smile: "Come here."

Long Qianya's eyes froze for a second.

It turns out that someone once cared about her.

She smiled like a twitch, with a strange smile: "Ye Weilan...I'm waiting for you on the road to the underworld..."

Her breathing weakened, and her face covered with a layer of grayish whiteness.

...

Xiao Yebing hugged Ye Weilan and threw the knife in her hand aside. Both the mother and son were bleeding.

"Mommy, it's okay..."

"She's dead..."

Uncle Shadow is dead, and Xiao Qinghuan is also dead.

Xiao Yechen buried his face in his mother's arms and drew strength and warmth.

Ye Weilan looked at his blood-red hands, his eyes stagnant.

Neither the mother nor the son noticed that Long Qianya's body suddenly became transparent, and the position of her abdomen began to disappear bit by bit.

White light appeared on the dark sky, just like the light of saving the world.

A figure rushed in quickly and kicked Long Qianya's body out with one kick.

His speed was too fast and his strength was too strong, and he was kicked off the cliff with Xiao Qinghuan.

Xiao Yechen screamed and rushed over, barely holding one of her fingers.

Xiao Qinghuan slid down, Xiao Yechen followed him to chase, and most of his body poked out of the cliff: "Qinghuan!"

"Xiaojiu!" Ye Weilan grabbed his legs from behind and burst into tears.

Before Xiao Yechen could hold him back, a powerful force came from behind him and lifted him up.

He watched the small body fall down, and after a dazzling white light passed, it disappeared completely.

Only a wave that soared into the sky was left.

Xiao Yechen sat at the edge of the cliff, and his heart felt like a big hole was broken, and it was extremely cold at this moment.

Ye Weilan hugged him and shed tears silently.
Chapter completed!