Her red eyes, to the side of Chen Ao: "Uncle Chen, you think of a way to save her?"

"She is so young, she is so beautiful, her life has just begun, how can she die like this ~"

the kind-hearted he Yurou said, and tears fell from her pretty face unconsciously.

However, the whole Jiangdong is helpless, and Mr. Chu is afraid. What can he do?

Therefore, in the face of he Yurou's sorrow, Chen Ao just shakes his head and sighs.

In the old eyes, all is powerless and intolerable.

"It's no use."

"The whole Jiangdong area, except Mr. Chu, is estimated that no one can compete with Wangyue river."

Chen Ao sighed in a low voice.

However, what he didn't say was that even if Mr. Chu came, Chen AO and they didn't have much confidence that Mr. Chu could beat wangyuehe.

After all, through the confrontation, Chen AO and others have clearly realized that the Wangyue river is more than several times stronger than the original Wu He Rong.

Hearing this, he Yurou immediately looks around and seems to be looking for Mr. Chu's figure.

"Mr. Chu, are you really not coming?"

"Do you really want to be a shrinking turtle, regardless of your woman's life and death?"

He Yu is soft and beautiful with red eyes. In his heart, he is more and more disappointed with the man named Mr. Chu.

As he Lanshan's daughter, he Yurou of course has heard the name of Mr. Chu in Jiangdong.

Before that, she thought that she could unify Jiangdong and become a powerful force in just half a year, and let her father send Jiangdong Zunjiu.

Such a character is bound to be a hero.

But now it looks like she was wrong.

She made a big mistake.

What hero?

Just a coward.

After today, the so-called Mr. Chu, it is estimated that it will be completely reduced to a joke.

At a time when people feel sorry for Xu Lei, there is a hand knife in Wangyue River in the middle of the lake.

But it has fallen.

Fierce attack, with a burst of harsh gas explosion.

No one doubts that if the moon river falls, the flower like girl on the boat will die completely.

However, before she died, Xu Lei did not show any fear.

She looked at the distance with a pale face.

There, the river is vast and the snow is falling all over the sky.

My brother, the last moment of her life.

Parents die early, relatives are merciless.

For Xu Lei, Ye Fan is the whole of her life.

She died on behalf of Qiu Mu orange, and she did not regret it.

She knew that her brother Xiao Fan was deeply in love with her wife.

She was content to have her death in exchange for his happiness.

However, before she died, Xu Lei's only regret was that she could not hand over the oranges she had planted for him.

"Goodbye brother Xiao Fan ~"

"if there is an afterlife, lei'er just wants to be you, the real wife."

When years of tears, quietly turn around.

Xu Lei, who was in bloom, died here.

She took a last look at the world behind her, then closed her eyes and waited for the scythe of death to swing.

However, no one saw that Xu Lei's arms were holding the oranges she had planted for him from the beginning to the end.

To death, they never let go.

Between the wind and snow, a few wisps of crystal, from her cheek, slowly sliding down.

In the air, broken into beads, string into a line.

Finally, I fell into the lake.

Waves, ripples!

After all, she still couldn't wait for the boy.