558: C558 A Tragic Old Story(2)

C558 A Tragic Old Story(2)

Tang Beiyue saw the sadness in Le Youyou's eyes and gently held her hand in his own palm, as if to comfort her.1

Le Youyou looked back at him and felt the warmth in his eyes. She could not help but relax a little.

In that era, Gong Lin relied on his military power to disregard human lives. If it was in modern society, this kind of tragedy would not have happened.

Le Youyou could not help but ask, "Grandfather, what is the relationship between Miss and Butterfly Man? Why do you say that the Butterfly Man came back this time to take revenge for Dieh?"

"This matter still needs to be mentioned when the little butterfly was buried. At that time, I did not go to the scene but I heard from the people who came back that Dieh was actually not dead. When she entered the earth, she suddenly pushed open the coffin cover and wanted to climb out. But Gong Lin ordered people to seal the coffin and send it to the tomb of the Gong family's ancestral grave and then seal the ancient tomb. . . "

Le Youyou covered her mouth and her body could not help but tremble. "She was suffocated to death in the coffin?"

It was even more tragic than being shot to death!

Could it be that the Gong family all had tyrannical genes?

When she thought of the many times when Gong Mingchuan was muddle-headed and almost strangled her to death, she still had lingering fears.

"At that time, Dieh cursed in the coffin. After she died, her corpse turned into a butterfly and everything, including the image, disappeared forever. She wanted Gong Lin to not even be able to keep a strand of her hair. . . Her descendants grew wings and found the descendants of the Gong family to avenge her. . . "

This was too unbelievable.

She originally thought that it was a romantic love, but in the end, it turned out to be love and death?!

Dieh clearly did not have a child, how could there be offspring?

Youyou suddenly thought of the coffin that the Gong's tomb had entered. After opening the coffin cover, the blood red butterfly flew out from inside and only the blood red butterfly was left inside. The transparent wings. . . Could it be that those were left behind by Dieh?

"And then? old master Tang, I want to know what happened to Gong Lin. . . " Han Yuvri, who had been listening attentively by the side, interrupted. This story was quite nice. He really wanted to know what happened to Gong Lin later on.

How did he become a mysterious and cruel big demon?!

Old Man Tang Yi sighed. "Then, when the war starts, the Gong family and the Tang family will both be involved in the war. No one cared about this beautiful, cruel, and strange thing anymore. Later, Gong Lin's troops were defeated, and the entire Gong family left the continent and went overseas to develop.

Gong Lin even bought many islands from all over the world and built his mysterious base to do genetic research.

Before his death, he made a will that the descendants of Gong's could not return to their homeland, they could not go to Jiang City, and they could not open the ancient tomb of Gong family. . .

After his death, he only buried himself in France. Because, he definitely could not face Dieh, so after his death, he did not dare to bury himself by her side. . . But in the end, the Gong's tomb was still opened by Gong Mingchuan that brat. Gong Mingchuan also wanted to bury his great-grandfather Gong Lin from France.

I am really curious about what will happen. Now everything is verifying Dieh's curse. Her corpse is missing. The shadow seems to have disappeared. Her descendant seems to have returned. . . She is not an ordinary person. . . Just who is she?"

At this point, there was a trace of confusion in Tang Yi's eyes. " Did Gong Lin love Dieh or not? If he loved her, If he did not love her, why did he marry her? Instead of a concubine, he buried her in the Gong's's ancestral grave. . . You must know that era. How could an illegitimate daughter be worth marrying back? How could she be allowed to be buried in a husband's ancestral grave? "

All of this was a fog. Only those involved could know what was on each other's mind. . . .

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