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Chapter 3 One Person, One Sword(2/2)

At this time, a fierce palm light burst into the battle. Chief Feng leaped over and suddenly hit Luo Wei on the shoulder, knocking him to the ground mercilessly. Luo Wei fell into the pile of corpses and rolled with blood all over her body.

"Chen'er, kill her." Chief Feng ordered with a calm face.

Only by killing Luo Wei can the knot in Feng Chen's heart be removed.

Feng Chen looked at the seriously injured Luo Wei with a slight struggle in his eyes. Thinking of Luo Wei's rejection, he felt cruel and stabbed him with his sword.

"A shameless father and son."

Luo Wei fell in the blood, her injuries made her face pale, and her heart was filled with sadness.

The Luo Mansion has been destroyed, all loyal servants are dead, and the mother is also afraid of something unexpected. She is blind, unable to keep the family business, ashamed of her father, and unable to take revenge on the Feng family.

She hates.

Feeling the cold sword edge approaching, Luo Wei raised her hand, picked up the last silver needle, and stabbed her throat.

Even if she dies, she will die in his own hands. Feng Chen is not worthy of taking her life.

The moment she held the silver needle, Luo Wei thought of Li Nian at home. After she left, no one would take care of Li Nian anymore, but with the style of the Feng family, Li Nian would not be left alive in the world.

"In the next life, don't come to our Luo family to be an uncle." Luo Wei smiled sadly, the silver needle pressed against the jade neck, piercing the fair skin.

"who?"

"Dare you break into our Feng Mansion?"
Chapter completed!
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