The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 7839:

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"Yes, my family will not die!"

"My Dabao will not die!"

......

"I'm going to the beach to wait for him! Even if I die, the old lady will have to wait for him!"

"Yes! The old lady is going to the beach too!"

"Maybe they are back now!"

Hundreds of village women in the village rushed toward the beach with their fists clenched one by one!

It seems that they are really blowing their trumpets to catch fish and return to profit.

Looking at the women who are familiar with them now rushing out with a tense face, the village head lady is worried about supporting the third uncle: "Which ... would they have happened?"

The beach, if you ca n’t think about it, will you?

The village head ’s head hurts a lot, and he rubbed his brows: "Now, no one can stop them, let them vent."

In a blink of an eye, he lost his loved one, and the village head was suffocating with heartache. He could fully understand everyone's approach.

Everyone is still lucky.

No one really knows what will happen to Zizi Island after losing so many young and middle-aged people.

Thinking of this, the head of the uncle of the village began to feel pain again.

On the beach.

The vast sea, blue at a glance.

On the sea, the blue waves rippled, but there was no trace of a light boat.

Everyone is standing on the beach by the sea, waiting like a stake.

At the beginning, everyone's eyes were excited and eager, containing hope.

But as time passed, the expression on everyone's face became more desperate and sadder.

I do n’t know who made the first sob.

Followed by the second and the third ...

In the end, all the women and children present cried out.

One after another, all the miserable crying of women and children.

The tide is surging, and their crying is carried away with the waves.

On the beach, a tragic mourning burst into tears.

The first day, the second day ...

Many people passed out crying sadly.

At first, many people did not believe Xu Daxu's words, but as the days passed, their eyes were covered with despair.

Although I still believe it or not, I have already believed this fact in my heart ... but I ca n’t accept it yet.

The whole purple syrup island is deeply shrouded in sorrow and despair, it seems that the whole sky has collapsed.

In fact, it is true.

Zijian Island is supported by young and middle-aged men, fishing for a living, defending their homes, and now they are gone ... How can these remaining women and children survive?

"Aunt Tu, what are you doing!" Xu Da screamed.

"Your uncle Tu is gone, how can I live alone? Anyway, I can't live anymore, it's better to die clean!" Aunt Tu held a sharp sharp knife in his hand and slammed toward his heart. !

Xu Daxu rushed up and held Aunt Tu one by one!

If it were n’t for the two youths to respond quickly and quickly, Aunt Tu is no longer alive.

Xu Er cried, "Aunt Tu! Don't do that! Uncle Tu, maybe Tu is not dead yet ... maybe someone was saved?"

"Are they really not dead? Did someone really save him? Are you talking about the truth?" Aunt Tu was already in a dull state, muttering to himself.

It has been two days since the accident. During these two days, the women and children on the whole island were in a state of despair and depression, and everyone's mind was blank.

"Maybe ..." Xu Da could only murmur in a low voice.