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Chapter 3144 This life is short

Le Yu's pale face could not hide her beauty at all. When she opened her eyes, she was full of charm. If she looked at someone with a pair of loving eyes, that person might want to pick the stars and send the moon.

With such eyes, others have no chance. She only belongs to Feng Wumian.

"What are you talking about? I'm cracking the talisman on your body, and it will soon be better and it won't hurt."

"I shouldn't have done this head of the family for a long time, let's leave this."

"I can't even change my family, so how can I change the world?"

Feng Wumian held the person in his arms firmly, looking at the families around him, as well as people from other aristocratic families.

No matter which one it is, he can't do anything.

His eyes were also cold and faint.

This is also taught by his family.

He always thought he could, just a little bit, just like Yugong moving a mountain.

Sooner or later, it will succeed...

But it's all about thinking.

Feng Wumian didn't understand what Le Yu meant.

Her lifelessness is not just caused by extreme pain.

"Not being the head of the family? It's not that you don't want to do it, but that you can't do it! No matter how outstanding you were, you can't act so recklessly. My Feng family cannot have a head of the family like you."

After Feng's father finished speaking, his eyes were filled with ruthlessness, his hands condensed spiritual power, and he was about to hit the evil demon in his arms while Feng Wumian was unprepared.

In Fengfu's eyes, his son and the excellent head of the family were all confused by this evil thing, and as long as he killed her, it would be fine.

After this storm, Feng Wumian was still the head of the Feng family.

After all, no one is more suitable than him.

But his ideas were destined not to succeed. How could Feng Wumian watch and let these people continue to hurt him?

If he can't even save his wife, what else can he save?

"Bang!"

Feng Wumian fired an invisible gas with one hand, bounced back the spiritual energy that Feng's father shot, and then made a sound in the air.

"Father, don't force me. I don't want to fight you, and you can't beat me. I can leave the Feng family and have nothing to do with the Feng family. Don't force me anymore."

No matter what, Feng Wumian didn't want to attack his father. Even if he had hatred for the people in the room, if he fought back, he would really fall into the plan of the Jian family, saying that he could not control himself at all, but was controlled by evil spirits.

He worked hard for so long, even if he left the Feng family, he could continue to verify his ideas, but he could not waste all his efforts today.

And his Le Yu needs a quiet place to recuperate. The pain caused by the demon-suppressing talisman requires time to cultivate. All he can do is to let her temporarily relieve the pain and have time to wake up.

"Sleepless... don't beat it..."

"Let me go!"

"I am a demon. If you kill me, you should do what you should do..."

Le Yu's voice became weaker. Even if Feng Wumian was helping her, it was useless. The pain in her body and the pain in her heart were even more. She couldn't live long and could not let Feng Wumian lose his mind and leave the family because of her.

Only by letting Feng Wumian kill her is considered to make up for his mistakes, he can still gain a foothold.

Le Yu reluctantly stretched out his hand, holding Feng Wumian's hand, hoping that he could kill her and let her leave quickly, maybe she could catch up with it...

"Although my love is short in this life, I don't regret it. Instead of living for tens of millions of years, it would be sad without you!"
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