When Ping Li held the urn and looked pale in front of her eyes, she knew that she had turned over all her life.
"Why don’t you ask me what I have in my hand?" Ping Li’s lip angle is like a skate sneer.
"Then what the hell is that?" Shangmei’s cowardice leaned back.
"My father-in-law said that Tang Shu’s landing was particularly tragic, so he didn’t let me see him for the last time. My father-in-law said that this is the Tang ashes!" Ping Li took Tang Shu’s ashes and sat down beside Shangmei’s hospital bed. "Aren’t you worried that the soul of Tang will find you at midnight?"
"Ping Li, I didn’t mean to. I didn’t expect this to happen!" Sang-mi is really nervous.
"So he is very cause he will find you cause! You wait slowly, maybe today or tomorrow, maybe every day after! " Ping Li’s face is smiling, and it’s no exaggeration to say that he is a hellhound.
"You are sick!" Shangmei was never a weak horse and attacked.
"You are fucking sick!" Ang Lee directly exploded. If Shangmei were a man, he would really wave his fist and teach him a lesson.
"Hold this thing and get away from me. I’m not interested in telling you anything!" Sang-mi is covered with her head and all her guilty conscience.
"Shangmei Tang Jiao, I’ll send it back to you right away. From then on, our Tang family and you will be involved in our own children’s lives!" Ping Li mercilessly finished this sentence and got up from the chair. "Ang Lee, you remember that this is the child. Your brother-in-law turned your sister into a widow and an enemy. I will let her die a natural death in this life!"
"Don’t worry, I will remember!" Ang Lee heavy response.
"Ping Li, don’t go too far. If you hadn’t hit me so arrogantly at the gate of Tianfengge, I wouldn’t have gone to find Tang Shu. Now the result is that you asked for it!" Shangmei gas but put his head over his head and was pointed at.
"Ha-ha-"Ping Li blocked the younger brother who wanted to be rough and looked at Shangmei with a smile. "People are watching. I want to see what a good scene a shameless woman like you has. I’ll show you, daughter. I’ll see if someone will give you death!"
"Sister, let’s go!" I don’t want Ping Li’s mood to fluctuate again. Ang Lee helped Ping Li out of Shangmei ward.
Soon, the major media in S city had a follow-up report on this jumping event. Many voices were in Shangmei’s struggle to be a mother. Li Ping Li took a table angrily and directly accepted an interview with Wei Media, telling the whole story again and again. The public opinion showed a one-sided trend overnight. Shangmeigen could not stand in the entertainment circle.
"Aunt, I don’t want to leave my brother and mommy!" When Tang Jiao was sent away, Li Pinggen burst into tears. Shu Yuehua didn’t come forward and couldn’t face the child again. He also agreed with Ping Li’s decision
"Jiao Jiao, wait until Mommy is in a better mood, and then try to get Jiao Jiao back, okay?" Li Jing is really distressed that the child himself has brought it for so long, knowing that there is a fire pit ahead, and it is really unacceptable to send it so cruelly.
"Then we retractor hook! Aunt must remember to pick up Jiao Jiao! " The little girl held out her tender little hand.
"Good aunt and Jiao Jiao hook!" Li Jing held back his tears and held out his little finger.
"Jiao Jiao doesn’t like that mother at all. Jiao Jiao likes mommy and little brother!" Tang Jiao threw himself into Li Jing’s arms and hugged Li Jing’s neck tightly. "I really don’t want to leave here, Mommy. Why don’t you be beautiful?"
Section 472
"Don’t cry!" Li Jing holding Tang Jiao lovingly comforted.
Lou Ping Li heard all the conversations in the corridor, and her eyes also shed tears.
"Husband, do you think I am too cruel?" Ping Li walked into the room and said to Tang Shu’s ashes, "I really can’t accept Shang Mei’s child. I can’t face my enemy’s flesh and blood. I’m sorry I let you down!"
Ping Li holding Tang Shu ashes in his own love seems to never find a way out!
Night has swept through the desert, and when we found no trace in the palace of kings, we couldn’t link Bout again. We didn’t land three helicopters in the desert at will and returned to the base the same way. No one went to investigate again. There was no evidence to make a false assertion that it was a royal taboo.
Everyone in the ancient tomb was carefully corrected and returned by the original road. No one thought that the stone door had been closed. Lu Fengxing and Wesley made great efforts and did not move the stone door. It seems that it is impossible to get out from here.
"This Ram is such an asshole!" I’m really a little crazy. Seeing that everyone can escape smoothly, I didn’t expect to meet such an accident. It’s a dead rhythm.
"It seems that he can’t accept the fact of being cheated!" Lu Fengxing seems to have some understanding of such psychology.
"We really have to fend for ourselves!" Wesley shrugged his shoulders and never felt so embarrassed.
"It’s too narrow to stay here. I think it’s better to go back to the square in front!" Lu Fengxing looked at his wrist watch. "It’s time to rest in a suitable place. That square has time to study one!"
"It can be like this!" Wesley pulled Marisa ahead, and this road was taken by them again.
"popular!" Miao suddenly exclaimed a.
"What’s the matter?" The popularity of Lu has made some frightened women’s arms strong and warm.
"Why is that body gone?" I stared at the abyss at my feet. The bodyguard was the first to be pushed in. He was stabbed to death by a sharp sword here. Why can’t I see anything now?
Everyone took photos around with torches, and really didn’t see any traces.
"Really? There are others here besides us?" Marisa herself felt that what she said was a myth.
"Look ahead and see if other bodies are still there!" Lu Fengxing took Miao in her arms, comforting her nervousness and raising her vigilance.
Sure enough, on the way back, they didn’t see a dead body again. The scene was clean as if nothing had happened, and the world suddenly became a solution!
☆, Chapter 352
"Do you think we can still go out?" Looking at the wonderful murals on the wall, I imagined the exotic life of the ancients.
"Are you scared?" Lu Fengxing held a woman’s arms tightly, hoping that strength would make her feel that he was in strength.
"It’s okay!" Stabilize your mind. "I suddenly thought of Yang Guo and Little Dragon Girl. Do you think the tomb where Little Dragon Girl lived was the same as it is now?"
"You are quite imaginative!" Lu Fengxing’s slightly hooked lips seem to ease the tension a lot.
"Who is the little dragon girl?" Marisa is very interested in asking.