A thunder thunder struck the dragon ghost without any bias. The dragon ghost roared and his soul scattered.

Liu Chengwei's body fell straight back, and was firmly held in her arms by Fang Xiaomei.

The infant spirits were always controlled by the dragon and ghost. Once he died, the infant spirits immediately started to mess up, crying endlessly, and biting each other.

Mu Changfeng was determined to recite the mantra of rebirth to help them to be liberated, but the number of infant spirits was too large, and his power was limited by his own. The most urgent task was to seal the infant spirits in the pond and ask a Taoist monk to open a hall to redeem them in the future.

With a certain idea, Mu Changfeng immediately drew out the Chixiao Sword and forced the infant spirits to sink with the power of the sword energy.

Then use the ice technique to freeze the entire Bailong Pond into ice.

Without the cry of the infant spirits, the world was very quiet.

Mu Changfeng turned his head and said angrily: "Miss Fang, my previous heart-to-heart talk with you was in vain. The cause of my senior sister's death has not been found yet, how can you..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Changfeng suddenly found that Fang Xiaomei had tears in her eyes and could no longer bear to blame her.

Losing a close relative is the most sad and heartbreaking thing in the world. Liu Chengwei not only died, but his soul was also swallowed, which means that this person completely disappeared from the world and there is no chance of reincarnation. Fang Xiaomei and him will never meet again in life.

It is conceivable how painful Fang Xiaomei's heart is. It is human nature to avenge her relatives without thinking under extreme sadness.

"Miss Fang, if you want to cry, just cry, don't keep it in your heart." Mu Changfeng picked off a piece of dead leaves that fell into Fang Xiaomei's hair with the wind, and his tone was very gentle.

Fang Xiaomei didn't say a word, hugging Liu Chengwei's body tightly. The tears quickly disappeared, her expression was dull, and there seemed to be no sadness.

Mu Changfeng knew in his heart that when a person was extremely sad, he would not cry hysterically. The calmer Fang Xiaomei was, the more uneasy he became. He said, "Miss Fang, a person cannot be resurrected by death, you have to be more open-minded."

He knew that everything he said was nonsense, and everyone knew the truth that "a person cannot be resurrected by death", but who would not be sad when he just knew that his close relative had passed away?

Fang Xiaomei lowered her head and found that Liu Chengwei's sleeves had been torn apart at some point. She gently placed the body on the ground, took out her purse, took out her needle and thread, and carefully sewed it.

His expression was serious and solemn, and every needle and thread were filled with deep affection.

Wu Lin broke free from his father's arms, ran over a few steps, and said, "Sister, is he your lover?"

Sister Fang ignored her and continued to squirt carefully.

Mu Changfeng said: "This brother Liu is Miss Fang's closest relative."

Wu Lin tilted his head and looked at Fang Xiaomei, saying, "This is what my mother looks like when she trimmed her clothes for her father. I thought he was my sister's lover."

Mu Changfeng's whole body was shocked. When he recalled Fang Xiaomei's reactions after seeing Liu Chengwei, she was not like a relative at all. She was more like a lover who had not seen for a long time. When she met, she was surprised and happy. She learned that her lover was no longer in the world and was deeply hit and almost collapsed.

He clearly sees everything in his eyes.

Fang Xiaomei said lightly: "He is the one I failed."

Mu Changfeng said sourly: "You..."

Fang Xiaomei said, "He has always treated me sincerely. I was confused and ruined his sincerity. If I hadn't made a big mistake back then, we would have been together happily. It's all my fault and I don't know how to cherish it."

Mu Changfeng said intimately that it was a pity, thinking that Liu Chengwei must have regarded Fang Xiaomei as a treasure back then, and loved and cared for him in his palm. Fang Xiaomei used the wrong true love and put all her thoughts on Senior Sister Xin, which hurt Liu Chengwei's heart.

At this moment of complete loss, Fang Xiaomei finally understood what she had lost. No wonder she was so sad.

"No matter who it is, I definitely don't want my sweetheart to live in shame and pain. Miss Fang treats herself well and lives well is the result of his hope. I'll find some dead branches, cremate his body, and put it into peace."

Fang Xiaomei said, "No need, he has his own place to go, so you don't have to worry about it." As she said that, she slowly turned her head and looked at Wu De quietly.

Wu De's heart thumped wildly, and he pulled Wu Lin behind him and said in a trembling voice: "Miss surname is Fang?"

Fang Xiaomei said, "Mr. Wu, we have seen me. The night the son was born, I was the woman in white who was looking for you."

Wu De took a few steps back in fear and said, "Why did you harm me, who are you?"

Fang Xiaomei said: "It's so much forgiving. We met when your Lin'er was born twenty-four years ago. Do you still remember that we first met in the "Star Watching Sea" restaurant in Suzhou City. At that time, you were an old friend next to me."

Wu De's face was ashamed. After a long time, he took a breath and suddenly laughed, saying, "No wonder, no wonder, when you saw me that day, you wore a veil with a hat and a voice..." Suddenly, Fang Xiaomei's eyes were cold, and she immediately stopped.

Mu Changfeng was worried that Fang Xiaomei would suddenly take Wu De to death, so he took him and Wu Lin through the mandala flower bushes and stayed away from Fang Xiaomei, and said, "Mr. Wu, I'm down Mu Changfeng, Xin Li's junior brother. I wonder if you and my senior sister are old acquaintances? Is the old friend who is following Miss Fang in the 'Star Watching Sea' restaurant my senior sister?"

Wu De showed surprise, was silent for a moment, and said, "Yes, I did see your senior sister in the 'Star Watching Sea' back then."

"How did my senior sister die?" Mu Changfeng tried his best to control his anger and grabbed the hilt of the Chixiao Sword.

"Why did you come and ask me?" Wu De's surprise became even more obvious.

Mu Changfeng said: "Who are you asking?"

Wu De's heart turned around and said, "Tell the truth, will you let me go?"

Mu Changfeng said: "It is natural to kill people. If you do something to kill people, how can you let me spare you? I can only guarantee that you will not hurt your family. I can do it without saying anything. I have a way to keep your family from being destroyed."

Wu De was so desperate that he sat on the ground, sobbing and crying. Looking back on his life, it was a joke.

I originally wanted to be a promising person, but in the end I became a slut who hates gods and ghosts.

I have made too many mistakes along the way, and there is no way to look back after all.

Wu Lin said: "I thought you were a good person, but it turned out that you were a bad person like Long Gui. If you go away, don't harm my father." He focused on protecting his father who had just met again, and pushed Mu Changfeng with all his strength.

Mu Changfeng pretended to be a vicious person and pushed Wu Lin to the side, saying, "You have to pay a price to do evil things. When you harm my senior sister, you should have thought that today will happen. The dragon ghost has the ability to make your Liner's soul scatter. I also have this ability."

Wu De looked at Wu Lin with tears in his eyes. When he thought of his son who had just been born, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken. He knew that his death had come, and he could only tell the truth to keep the Wu family's bloodline. He said, "It's absolutely necessary for me to kill your senior sister. She found out that I accepted bribes in order to keep this secret..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu De suddenly twitched and fell to the ground, convulsed for a while, and died of anger.

Wu Lin rushed to him and burst into tears. Mu Changfeng was shocked and carefully examined Wu Liang's body.

There were no wounds on his body, nor were there any signs of being shot dead by someone secretly with the wind in his palm.

Wu De died very strangely.

Just when he was confused, Wu Lin found that there was a colorful conch on the palm of his father's hand, with colorful patterns and very beautiful.
Chapter completed!