Grim Reaper Red Packet

Chapter 228

Outside the funeral home, Niu Tingting was wearing a black dress, waiting anxiously for Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji went out and did not return, so she was asked to go to the funeral home first, and the memorial service was about to begin, but Wei Wuji was still nowhere to be seen.

Xia Yue's memorial service was just a simple ceremony, and all the people present were relatives and friends.

In short, let everyone come here to see Xia Yue for the last time.

Then, Xia Yue's body will be sent to the crematorium.

This is what Xia Zhongru means.

"Maybe Wuji can't accept it, so he won't come!"

Just as Niu Tingting was thinking, she looked up and saw that Lai Xiaoyu got off the taxi with a beautiful girl.

"Tingting, Wei Wuji said he won't come."

Lai Xiaoyu was also helpless.

She also didn't expect that when he returned to Jinzhou, Wei Wuji's emotions seemed to be on the verge of collapse, and he was unwilling to attend Xia Yue's memorial service.

Niu Tingting nodded slightly, turned around and walked into the funeral parlor, it would be good if she didn't come, so as not to cause trouble at the memorial service.

At this moment, Wei Wuji was standing by the Jin River, his eyes were looking at the rushing Jin River, but his spiritual consciousness was staring at the funeral parlor.

In the crystal coffin, Xia Yue's remains were neat and tidy, wearing a holy white dress, just like Sleeping Beauty, she was spotlessly beautiful.

Many things fade away with her death.

Xia Zhongru sat in the front row, staring blankly at the crystal coffin, with tears in his old eyes, without saying a word.

Xia Yixin sat behind Mr. Xia, with a cold expression on his face, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

It was Wang Guihua who collapsed in front of the crystal coffin, weeping uncontrollably.

Even Shen Yun covered her mouth and kept wiping her tears.

Hypocrisy!
Wei Wuji looked more and more angry, turned around suddenly, and walked quickly to the funeral home.

On the way, he put on the cloak of death.

What I want to do next is not visible.

Without too many words, time passed slowly, and the memorial service came to an end.

It was only at this moment that Xia Zhongru stood up and looked at Xia Yue in the coffin with a face full of reluctance.

But no matter how reluctant I am in my heart, I still have to let go. People cannot be resurrected after death, so it's time to send Yue'er to the crematorium.

"Yue'er, it's all because Auntie didn't take good care of you, it's all Auntie's fault..."

Seeing Mr. Xia get up, Shen Yun threw herself on the coffin, crying loudly.

Wei Wuji quietly walked into the funeral parlor, and walked slowly to Shen Yun's side. Looking at Shen Yun who was crying bitterly, he felt unspeakable nausea in his heart.

It is difficult to describe what Shen Yun has done even if the cat cries for the mouse.

It is indeed all your fault, since you have admitted your mistake, then go down and spend time with Yue'er!

Although I don't know if there is a Huangquan Road, it is right to have it. On that long and terrifying road, without anyone to accompany her, Yue'er must be very lonely!

Thinking of making a sudden move, he grabbed Shen Yun's neck, lifted Shen Yun into the air, and quickly pressed her onto the crystal coffin so that her face was facing Xia Yue's.

Shen Yun panicked, wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound, and a strange sound came out of her throat.

A pair of eyes stared at Xia Yue in the coffin, at such a close distance, it felt like Xia Yue's eyes met.

She even saw Xia Yue opened her eyes and grinned at her.

"mom!"

Wei Xuan regained his senses from the bewilderment, and quickly rushed to Shen Yun, trying to pull Shen Yun down from the crystal coffin.

In the dark, there was a powerful force that directly hit his chest. He backed up, knocked over the chair, trembling all over, and couldn't get up no matter how hard he was.

Xia Yixin got up abruptly, and was about to go over, but was stopped by Xia Zhongru's hand.

Xia Zhongru's old eyes narrowed slightly, although he couldn't see what happened, but with his super intuition, he felt that Wei Wuji was right in front of him.

Fearing that something might change, Wei Wuji squeezed Shen Yun's neck with a sudden force.

Then she let go, and Shen Yun just lay on the crystal coffin, her eyes bulging, her face full of horror, as if being strangled to death by Xia Yue's ghost.

"It must be sister Yue's soul."

Lai Xiaochun suddenly clapped her hands and shouted: "Sister Yue, if you want to leave, take those who hurt you with you!"

Originally, everyone had this idea in their hearts, but after hearing what Xiao Chun said, they all felt that it must be Xia Yue's ghost, still lingering near her body.

At the time of youth, no one is willing to abandon the colorful world and go to the gate of hell.

Some timid people actually choose to escape from the funeral home directly.

"mom!"

Wei Xuan, who was already crying very sadly, saw his mother suddenly died on Xia Yue's coffin, rushed over again, hugged Shen Yun's body, hissed and wailed.

Wei Wuji stood in front of the crystal coffin, staring at Xia Yue inside the coffin.

No matter how I look at it, I feel that Xia Yue is not dead, she just... fell asleep.

"Old Xia!"

Lai Xiaoyu is a policeman after all, and suddenly someone died tragically, so he couldn't help but want to investigate.

But in front of Xia Zhongru, she had to ask for instructions.

Xia Zhongru seemed not to have heard her words, looking at the crystal coffin, the tears in his eyes rolled out suddenly.

"Sister, do you regard Sister Yue as a friend?"

Lai Xiaochun was furious at Lai Xiaoyu's ruthlessness.

Lai Xiaoyu sighed secretly, only watching silently.

In fact, the rest of the people in the funeral home were panicked like her, but they could only pretend to be calm.

Because when Xia Yixin was about to make a move, Xia Zhongru reached out to stop him.

Xia Zhongru remained silent, and no one dared to act rashly.

Yue'er, I'll take you to a place where no one will bother you.

Wei Wuji stared at it for a long time, then suddenly made up his mind, smashed the crystal coffin with his fist, picked up Xia Yue's body, and walked slowly outside.

The moment he picked up Xia Yue, his consciousness moved, and the death cloak also covered her body.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xia Yue just disappeared out of thin air.

There must be ghosts!
Many people thought so in their hearts, only felt that the funeral parlor was full of gloom, and they all went out to catch their breath outside.

Niu Tingting came to the door, looked up at the sky, and thought: "Wuji, will you come back?"

"Old Xia, my mother was killed by Wei Wuji, you must..."

Wei Xuan got up suddenly, rushed to Xia Zhongru, and shouted.

"Where's the evidence?"

Xia Zhongru said calmly.

Saying that, Xia Zhongru turned around and left.

His back is extremely lonely.

No matter how many people are killed, Xia Yue's life cannot be exchanged.

But none of the people involved can stay.

The war is really about to start.

Xia Zhongru has been preparing for this for too long, and has calculated everything, but he has not calculated that the fuse will become the life of his most beloved granddaughter.

Under the blue sky, there are long white clouds.

Wei Wuji sat on the flying carpet, took out the ice coffin from the treasure chest, and put Xia Yue's body in it.

This ice coffin was given to him by Loki, but he didn't expect it to be used by Xia Yue.

He had a wry smile on his face, the world is impermanent, even if he can ascend in the daytime and become a fairy, he can't predict and control everything.

The flying carpet is flying at low altitude, but anyone who passes by people will feel a chill.

The chill in the ice coffin pierces the bones.

All the way to the west, until the vast snow-capped mountains.

Flying around the snow-capped mountains, Wei Wuji found an ice cave, his consciousness was scattered, and there was no one around.

Immediately, he felt amused at his stupidity, no one would live in such a place.

In that cave, Wei Wuji stayed with Xia Yue for seven whole days.

When he walked out of the ice cave, he smiled slightly, seven days should be enough to take care of the funeral affairs!
Then set foot on the flying carpet and return to Jinzhou.

But when he was hundreds of miles away, on the top of the snow-capped mountain, a person suddenly emerged.

The man wore long white hair, which covered his face, bent his body, and smiled sinisterly.

"It can be regarded as waiting for you!"

The man slid down the snow slope, stopped firmly in front of the ice cave, and walked straight in.

Click!

Immediately, the sound of the ice coffin shattering came from the ice cave, and the man laughed even more terrifyingly.

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