Ye Dashang and Ye Qingmu both went back first, wanting to see if Chen Tingfeng and the others were back.

Ye Qinghan was still waiting in the back mountain, watching the last trace of Yuhun in the sky being swallowed by the darkness.

Wei Jinhua stood not far away, looking at his back, his eyebrows tightly twisted.

In a moment, a very fast black shadow fell in front of Ye Qinghan in the distance. Wei Jinhua was shocked and his hands holding the reins tightened a little.

In order to find Chen Shiyun, he actually used someone he had not summoned for many years.

The man in black knelt on one knee and said respectfully, "Master, Miss Shen..."

He stopped and didn't know how to continue for a while.

Ye Qinghan's voice was deep, and his voice was filled with endless chills, "Say!"

The man in black closed his eyes and whispered, "Miss Chen is dead. Chen Tingfeng returned to Shanghe Village with the coffin. This will have buried Miss Chen."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body was suddenly lifted, and in front of him were Ye Qinghan's sharp and scarlet eyes. He shook his voice trembled from his thin lips, "Say it again!"

The man in black could feel the master's hands trembling with his collar, and he repeated the words just now.

Ye Qinghan waved him away, turned over the horse, whipped it on the horse, and headed towards Shanghe Village.

He doesn't believe it.

impossible!

How could Fat Ya die?

She can swim, martial arts, and medical skills. How can she die? How can she die!

Ye Qinghan's body was trembling violently, and he drove to Shanghe Village with a desperate horse.

"Miss Chen is dead and has been buried by Chen Tingfeng."

This sentence has been wandering in my mind. Ye Qinghan raised his long whip and whipped the horse's body, and even made blood marks.

Looking at his departure back, Wei Jinhua finally came to his senses and rushed over in disbelief. Looking at the man in black who was about to disappear, he asked in a trembling voice, "Is this news true?"

The man in black nodded, "It's true."

Wei Jinhua suddenly lost all his strength and fell to the side.

The man in black held his arm, his voice cold as a machine, "Young Master Wei, be careful."

Wei Jinhua staggered and steady, grasping the saddle, his face extremely pale.

At this moment, the messy troubles in his mind disappeared instantly. He was sober and understood more clearly than ever.

Chen Shiyun was deliberately seeking death.

She must have intentionally broken up with the Shen family, making them sad and disappointed with her.

Deliberately angering Qinghan, hurt Qinghan, and make Qinghan blame her, hate her, and forget her, so that even if she dies, they will not be sad.

She had already felt destined to die, so she was so heartless, but she couldn't take any action and couldn't bear to hurt Qinghan's family.

She must have something unspeakable, and it is something she cannot tell.

This is hard to say that it is hidden in force, forcing her to a dead end.

Wei Jinhua trembled and stretched out his hands, turned over and headed towards Shanghe Village.

*

The night is dark and filled with desolate pain.

Shanghe Village is quiet and dark, and the villagers are asleep. No one knows that they are back, and no one knows that "Chen Shiyun" is dead.

In the backyard of the Shen family, the land was dug up and a coffin was placed inside.

Zhou Chi stood aside, her eyes turned red, her hands hanging on her side were tightly clasped, enduring her grief.

Chen Tingfeng knelt on the ground, looked at the 'Chen Shiyun' in the coffin, reached out to tidy up her clothes, and said gently, "Yunyun, we're back home."

He stroked the face that had long been unrecognizable, and the tears could not stop falling down, falling on the ground, stained with soil.

Zhou Chi stepped forward, his voice hoarse, "Young Master Chen, cover the lid."

Before Chen Tingfeng moved, he held the hand of "Chen Shiyun" and held the cold hand in his palm with both hands, crying in grief.

"I can't bear to leave, I can't bear to leave..."

He suppressed his crying, "Will she be afraid when she is below, will she be bullied? What if she misses us?"

Zhou Chi also shed tears, grabbed Chen Tingfeng, quickly covered the lid, and said heavily, "Let the girl rest in peace."

Chen Tingfeng knelt on the ground, crying with depression and feeling uncomfortable.

Zhou Chi held back her tears, picked up the shovel, buried the coffin quickly, and buried it as soon as possible to take Chen Tingfeng away.

He was afraid that the longer Chen Tingfeng stayed, the more he would be unable to think.

If he left too, how could the girl feel at ease if she knew about it?

Zhou Chi buried the coffin, erected the tombstone, and knelt in front of the tombstone with Chen Tingfeng, burning paper money for her.

Zhou Chihong's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse, "Girl, don't worry, go away. I will protect your family, and I will protect you what you have."

He frowned tightly, as if trying to suppress the tears that burst out from his eyes.

Zhou Chi stood up and wanted to take Chen Tingfeng away, but he held the tombstone tightly and begged, "Don't take me away, I want to accompany Yunyun here, so that she will not be alone."

"Young Master Chen, how can you feel at ease with the girl like this?"

Chen Tingfeng was not moved, hugged the tombstone tightly, clasped the cold edge of the tombstone with both hands, and cut his fingers with force, and the bright red blood stained the edge of the tombstone red.

Seeing this, Zhou Chi knocked him out and took him to the house to rest.

One day for two nights, he never closed his eyes and spent all the time in sorrow. If this continues, his body will collapse.

As soon as Chen Tingfeng was put into the house, an abnormal movement suddenly came from outside.

Zhou Chi's eyes turned cold and he flew out, just in time to run into Ye Qinghan who was rushing to death.

Before he could come back to his senses, his clothes were grabbed, and his trembling voice seemed panicked and frightened at night, "Where is she?"

Zhou Chi's eyes ache and she pointed her hand towards the backyard.

Ye Qinghan ran to the backyard. When he saw the graves and tombstones in the backyard, his feet suddenly stood still and could no longer take a step forward.

Chen Shiyun!

The three words on the tombstone deeply hurt his eyes.

Ye Qinghan trembled all over, and his steps were like something weighing ten thousand pounds tied up, and he walked over with difficulty.

"No, you won't die."

"How can you die? How dare you die!"

Ye Qinghan frowned and his black eyes were scarlet. He ran to the grave, knelt on the ground, and dug the buried soil with both hands.

"Get out!"

Zhou Chi came over and wanted to stop him, but was shocked by his roaring voice.
Chapter completed!