However, Ding Furong was still innocent when she followed her. How could Ji Wushuang believe that such a pure and innocent girl actually hooked up with other men on her back?

In addition to Ji Wushuang and Duanmu Ran, there were Qiqi, Chu Jiangnan, Tang Sui, and Dong Dali, who was still red with red eyes.

At this time, Dong Dali could not sit still at all. If Tang Sui had not stopped him, he would have already taken the door and captured Ding Furong and asked her to pay his wife's life.

"Maybe...maybe there is still some misunderstanding here." Ji Wushuang was still struggling hard, his heart very entangled.

"What other misunderstandings are there?" Dong Dali was kept pressing against the chair by Tang Sui, his eyes were so red that he almost dripped. He said in a hoarse voice.

"Cuihua is dead, they killed her. They not only killed me Cuihua, but also almost killed your wife. If you marry this woman who is as cute as a snake or a scorpion, aren't you afraid that one day she will kill you?"

Since Ji Wushuang married Ding Furong, all the brothers in the villa saw this change.

I thought he was just greedy for beauty for a while, and it would be fine if Ding Furong could be at peace with herself, and everyone would not take this matter seriously.

But now Ding Furong has joined hands with outsiders to attack the villa's people, and it is Dong Dali's wife who is killed. Not to mention Dong Dali, even others will definitely not let them go.

Seeing that Ji Wushuang was still a little hesitant and was still unwilling to believe that Ding Furong had really done such a thing. Qiqi had no choice but to take out the scarf from the wooden box beside him and hand it to Ji Wushuang.

"Look, this scarf belongs to your second wife?"

Ji Wushuang took it and glanced at the silk scarf. It really looked familiar. The colors were all the ones that Furong usually liked, and she seemed to have seen her use them before.

But I don’t know what dirty thing was on the top, so I glued the ends of the scarf together.

"I think the smell on the top has not completely dissipated, you can smell it yourself." Qiqi glanced at him. Although he knew that the blow was very serious for a man, he was still unsure of his determination to hand over Ding Furong, so she had to do so.

Hearing this, Ji Wushuang took the scarf and went straight to the tip of his nose. The smell was light, not as bad as last night, but there was still a little fishy smell, this fishy smell...

His pupils suddenly closed, his palm tightened, and the scarf suddenly turned into ashes under his palm. After gritting his teeth, he said angrily: "That bitch, I'll kill her for you!"

With a wave of his hand, he turned around and headed out of the door.

Qiqi glanced at Duanmu Ran, Duanmu Ran understood and immediately blocked Ji Wushuang before he could go out.

"Listen to me..."

"Get out of the way!" Ji Wushuang gritted her teeth in hatred, and her eyes were immediately dyed red.

They had been saying just now that he still didn't want to believe it, but now the evidence is here, and Ding Furong's silk scarf was stained with a man's filth.

If he hadn't done that kind of thing, how could he stay with that kind of thing? If he could still bear it with such a big cuckold, he would not be a man!

Duanmu Ran advised: "You can't be so impulsive now. If you kill her, there is another person who is free and easy. We will not be able to kill people without any evidence."

"I won't let the world's number one farmer be ashamed." He must kill Qu Yuhua. If he can't kill him openly, then he will be removed secretly.

He has been in the world for so many years, but he has never done something shameful. Killing is nothing to him.

"He knows soul-catching skills." Qiqi stood up behind him and said in a deep voice: "As far as I know, there are not many people who understand soul-catching skills."

"Are you saying that he has other strengths behind him?" Ji Wushuang turned around suddenly and glared at her. Although this anger was not directed at her, the look was still a bit cautious.

"I don't care what strength he has behind him. If I dare to touch my woman, I will let him die without a place to die."

Qiqi didn't say anything, her eyes fell on Duanmu Ran.

Duanmu Ran shook his head. Some things outsiders still can't control. He was not afraid that Ji Wushuang would be captured by Qu Yuhua to do something that hurt him. Qu Yuhua's skills would not be above Ji Wushuang.

He was just thinking like Qiqi, would this Qu Yuhua have some relationship with the ghost pupil, which is famous for his soul-catching skills?

"Master Ji, I know you feel uncomfortable now, but can I have a request before you take action?" Qiqi walked towards him and said seriously.

"If you bring Qu Yuhua back, can you not kill him directly? No matter how you torture him, you can save his life. I still have some things to find out from him."

Ji Wushuang was very tightly grasped, and his five knuckles were clenching. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll leave him for your own order."

"Wait a minute." Dong Dali finally broke free from Tang Sui's confinement and stood up, staring at him and said, "I will notify me after I catch him. I can not kill him, but I will never let him go."

Cuihua is really gone, and someone will always bear this tone. Ding Furong is a woman, and he disdains to bother with her. As long as she pays her life, he can not participate in the process. This person will be left to Ji Wushuang to deal with it himself.

But if he catches Qu Yuhua, he will always breathe a lot from him, otherwise he will not be able to explain to Cuihua when he goes underground.

Ji Wushuang left, and the others slowly went out of the study. Only Qiqi walked at the end, looked at Tang Sui, and signaled him to leave, she came to Dong Dali and said with a gentle voice: "Brother Dong, I know you feel bad. I am also wrong in this matter. I admit my mistake to you."

After saying that, he knelt down with a plop.

Dong Dali was shocked. Although he was still sad and angry, he knew that the matter had nothing to do with her. She couldn't bear it if she knelt down like this.

He hurriedly squatted down and wanted to help her up, but Qiqi shook his head and said, "Sister-in-law Cuihua has such an accident to pick chrysanthemums for me in the wild chrysanthemum forest. If it weren't for this, she would still be alive."

Dong Dali gritted his teeth, his eyes were sour and astringent, and almost burst into tears.

He also knelt down, looked at the bright summer day outside the window, and said wailingly: "It's me that's not good, it's me that I don't have the ability to make her live a good life, and that she has been suffering for so many years..."

"Brother Dong, I know that my crime is unforgivable, but now Sister Cuihua is no longer here. You have to be strong, Xuan'er needs you. He has lost his biological mother and cannot even lose his father."

Dong Dali clenched his fists tightly, so sad that he couldn't even speak.

He lost his wife, but his son is still there. He needs himself now, and he cannot continue to be depressed in front of his son.

However, Cuihua has been with him for so many years, but he can't even protect her. How can he let go of this pain?

"Brother Dong, there are no people here. If you want to cry, you will be in pain. After we finish crying, we will also have some funerals about Sister Cuihua."

Dong Dali closed his eyes hard, endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help crying loudly...

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival in Japan, and it should be a day when people and moon reunite. However, because of these things happening in the villa, everyone has no joy on their faces, but their faces are solemn and the atmosphere is extremely sluggish.

That afternoon, another news came from Ji Wushuang's yard. His second wife Ding Furong accidentally fell into the well. When she fell into the well, she was the only one who could not rescue her. So she lost her Yuxun like this.

The wives of the two hall masters passed away one after another, and the atmosphere in the villa was even more sluggish. The whole villa was covered with a thick layer of dark clouds that had not dissipated for a long time.

The banquet that was originally scheduled to be arranged for the brothers during the Mid-Autumn Festival was temporarily cancelled. The sky was gloomy, and I don’t know if Mingyue would come out tonight.

Qiqi and Tang Sui personally arranged the funeral for Guan Cuihua. They didn't want Dong Dali to worry, but he insisted that he would do it himself.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the people in their yard were busy all day long. Dong Xuan lost his mother. After crying and making trouble, Qiqi asked him to take some medicine to calm the mind and fell asleep.

However, now when he falls asleep, he will always wake up one day. When he wakes up, he finds that his mother is still not here. After knowing the truth that a person cannot be resurrected, he doesn't know how he will be sad and cry.

Life is short, why are there so many pains of separation from life and death? If one day the person she cares about most leaves her, would she be sad and want to go with him?

Looking up at the sky, the drowsy sky cast a shadow on her already extremely depressed mood.

Seeing Dong Dali and Dong Xuan’s grief, I always feel a little heart-wrenching and uneasy.

She will soon undergo surgery on her senior brother. What if the senior brother really has an accident in this operation?

She didn't want to lose her senior brother, nor could she lose him. The operation was only successful and not failed. If it really failed, perhaps she could only accompany him to the underworld to meet their master as she said.

The sky above my head is still groggy, and the sun seems to be unable to pass through the clouds and sprinkle on the earth. Can you still see the moonlight this year during the Mid-Autumn Festival?

The wind was not strong tonight, and the dark clouds still covered the sky. The bright moon had not yet passed through the clouds and met everyone who was looking forward to it.

When Qiqi returned to Wuxia Pavilion from Dong Dali's yard, the night was already deep enough.

I heard that Prince Bei came to the world's No. 1 farm after he was at night and was now discussing with the owner of the manor in the backyard. After hearing this, Qiqi just responded lightly and ordered her to order someone to send bathing soup, he ignored Dongli Shuer and went into the room alone to take a shower and change clothes.

Chu Dingbei came to find his senior brother. In such a day, it was naturally not a serious matter such as discussing matters, so he must have come to him to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

It was originally a day of full moon, but because of Guan Cuihua's affairs, Qiqi had no intention of celebrating the festival.

She didn't even have dinner, let alone eating mooncakes during the holidays.
Chapter completed!