Chapter 3615: God of eternal life: the successor is a fool (10)

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"Pour...pour...dark..." I saw Yang Yazhi's face ‘brush’ and it was pale.
How is it possible, how could she appear, she clearly has...
I don't know why, she didn't say anything, she could see the face that Yang Yazhi changed like a rainy face.
"What's wrong?" Luo Dust gently step forward, half leaning on the collar, squinting at Yang Yazhi: "Mother just didn't cry because of my death, how can I see that I am still alive? Happy look?"
Everyone standing on the left and right sides swallowed and swallowed each other and dared not say a word.
After all, an hour ago, all of them saw her last breath in the hospital.
Five minutes later, the doctor announced her death before pushing her body into the morgue.
Today, in less than an hour, she stood in front of them.
Except for a little blood on his body, there are no scars at all.
"I...you..." Yang Yazhi took a deep breath and used all her strength to control her respiratory tract: "The doctor is too much... you are still alive, but he said that you already..."
"How do you know that I am still alive?"
!
In an instant, Yang Yazhi retired, and the ‘relatives’ who stood on the left and right sides no longer felt back.
Everyone's face looked extremely ugly, and the girl in front of her eyes and the first time she came to Luo's family were judged to be two.
Although the appearance has not changed, the tone of speech and the look between the eyebrows are very different.
Lazy and casual, leaning against the crown of the crown, hands in the pocket of denim clothes, the shirt inside is still seeping blood.
The shimmering shimmer through the window shines on her white, snowy skin.
I saw her eyelashes twitching, and the corner of her mouth outlined a very light smile: "Do not worry, I am not a ghost."
"Call--" The next second, Yang Yazhi looked at her with a long sigh of relief: "It’s good to be dusty, hurry to take a bath and change clothes! Butler--"
"Madam." A man in a brown plaid suit with gold-rimmed glasses came forward: "What does the lady have to say?"
"Hurry up and deal with these cloaks, and the white flowers and white lanterns at the door are all taken down." Yang Yazhi tried to stabilize his tone: "Miss has already returned, don't keep these, so you don't want to be angry."
In an instant, Luo Dingchen gently glimpsed the long hair of the micro-volume, squinted slightly, and smiled lightly: "Then I will hand it over to my mother and my brothers and sisters. I will take a break from this ghost door. It is."
"Dust you go to rest!" Luo Xue took a corner of his mouth and looked at her with a fake smile that could not be faked again: "The rest of these trivial things are left to my brother and sister."
The second lady’s daughter, Rosa, echoed:
Yes! Yes, you have to drink more water, pay more attention to rest, and wait until we have finished processing and go to the room to see you.

Luo Ding did not respond, but turned and walked in the direction of the villa stairs.
The man named Luo Banshan had four wives, the first two had a daughter, and the third had a son.
The last wife, Yang Yazhi, has not given birth to a half-woman to Luo Banshan. Luo Banshan has already lost his hand.
This one look doesn't look like a good class...
It seems that it is also very troublesome for the rich to marry too many wives.