Rong Chang gave a cold laugh.
Just shake them off.
"Get out!"
If only she hadn't taken him out to talk alone last night.
Sheng Linfeng will not die.
She didn't want to blame him.
But everything just happened to happen at the right time.
This made her wonder if he was plotting something behind every appearance of his.
The man won't leave.
Rong Shang's face turned cold, and she reached out to push him.
"Go, go away!"
If it weren't for the past, if it weren't for the fact that he was a fragment of the Supreme God's soul.
Today, Rong Shang truly wished she could tear him to pieces.
It was pushed away.
Feng Jue stared at her with his deep gaze, and at some point, he had already frowned.
Feeling upset, she clenched her fists at her sides.
"I'm so sorry this happened."
"You don't need to apologize to me."
Rong Shang looked at him and sneered, "If you really feel sorry, then you..."
"So what?"
A woman's voice suddenly broke in.
Rong Chang caught a glimpse of Feng Lingxue out of the corner of her eye.
She walked over and, without saying a word, took Feng Jue's arm.
Tilting her head, she pleaded with him, "Brother, didn't you promise to take me out to play?"
"Why did you come to the hospital?"
Sheng Linfeng died, and the crying in the ward was very loud.
Feng Lingxue knew perfectly well, but she still showed a disdainful smile.
"Huh, what's that sound? It's so noisy."
"Brother, let's go quickly."
What are you doing here? You'll make all your good luck cry away.
"This is a hospital. If you don't want to come, you can get out. Nobody cares if you come."
Just then, Han Jiahang appeared at the back of the corridor carrying a fruit basket.
As he walked past Feng Lingxue, he glanced at her sideways, his gaze filled with extreme displeasure.
Feng Lingxue heard his mocking voice at that moment.
She followed Feng Jue's gaze.
It turned out to be Han Jiahang.
Her expression changed slightly, and she called out, "Who are you? Did I speak to you?"
Pshaw, minding your own business.
ignore.
Han Jiahang stopped in front of Rong Shang.
At that moment, he was standing perfectly positioned, blocking Feng Jue's view of her.
His complexion grew even more somber.
Feng Jue grabbed Feng Lingxue's arm and pulled her back, angrily shouting, "Shut up."
"Brother!" Feng Lingxue pouted, extremely displeased.
"Chang'an, I heard that my uncle was injured, I..."
He is dead.
With a cold voice, he cut off Han Jiahang's next words.
The latter's expression froze for a moment.
"What?"
Bang!
The fruit basket in his hand was thrown directly to the ground.
Han Jiahang glanced at her and saw that her eyes were dull and lifeless.
Then I heard crying and shouting coming from the ward from time to time.
Han Jiahang did not hesitate for a moment.
He walked past her and ran straight into the ward.
At that time.
The view in front of me is expansive.
After hearing what Rong Chang said, Feng Lingxue...
A smug smile appeared on their faces.
"Sheng Linfeng is dead?"
She was laughing hysterically.
"Brother, can you hear me?"
She said Sheng Linfeng was dead.
He died.
Although I already knew it from the beginning.
But the way it came from Sheng Chang'an's mouth was quite different.
Feng Lingxue just felt very happy.
She recklessly rubs salt into other people's wounds.
Feng Jue glanced at Rong Shang at that moment.
He wanted to stop Feng Lingxue.
But it was too late.
The woman in front of him suddenly appeared.
She didn't care at all that this was a public place.
I guess I really offended her.
He stretched out his hand.
Rong Chang suddenly grabbed Feng Lingxue by the neck.
She clearly sensed danger approaching at that moment.
We have also made preparations for defense.
However, she was still a step behind.
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