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Shijian nodded: "Alas...... , and that wooden girl, she was very angry, she killed a lot of people in the villa, and the lady was so angry with her that she didn't make her flower fertilizer, it's really weird!"

Abi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said busily, "It doesn't matter if Miss Mu is okay, right?"

Shi Jian glanced at her, his eyes puzzled: "Sister Abi, do you recognize this wooden girl?"

"I don't recognize," Abi shook her head and said busily: "I sent this letter to be about Miss Mu, but fortunately she is still there!"

"In two days, it will be hanging, Madam can't help it!" The girl Shijian showed a sympathetic look and shook her head. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Take me to my uncle's wife quickly!" Abixiu's face changed, and she hurriedly urged.

Shijian nodded, twisted her waist and turned around, leading her inside.

Mrs. Wang of Yunjin Lou of Mantuo Villa has black hair and clouds, wearing a goose yellow silk shirt, holding a jade pendant around her waist, and is reclining on a low couch with a lazy expression.

Next to her was a pot of camellias, of different colors and colors, exuding a rich fragrance that filled the room.

She lay on her side, one hand on her cheeks, squinting slightly, as if she was asleep.

A girl in Tsing Yi went upstairs gently, tiptoeing, trying her best to avoid making a sound, but the stairs were made of wood, and stepping on it would inevitably squeak.

Mrs. Wang opened her eyes lazily, and her slender eyebrows wrinkled: "Shijian, what's the matter?!"

"Madam, Sister Abi asks to see you!" Shijian said softly, his eyebrows lowered and he was extremely well-behaved, and he remained motionless like a puppet after speaking.

Mrs. Wang's slender eyebrows were raised, and she snorted, "What is this little hoof doing?!...... Is this kid Murong Fu back?!"

"Madame, not yet. Shijian spoke softly, softly, not fast or slow, just right.

"Well, let her come up!" Madame Wang waved her hand lazily and closed her eyes again.

After a while, Ah Bi went up to the Yunjin Tower with the poetry sword, gave a salute, and stood respectfully in front of Mrs. Wang, cautiously, for fear of provoking Mrs. Wang's anger.

The old lady and her uncle are not on good terms, but they have suffered their own subordinates.

"Abi, what are you doing this little girl?!" Mrs. Wang glanced at her, her beautiful face full of sarcasm and ridicule, and a little disdain.

Ah Bi took a breath, plucked up her courage, and said cautiously: "Uncle wife, Mr. Xiao sent someone to send me a letter and asked the little maid to pass it on to you, Mrs. Uncle." ”

"Letter, what letter?!" Mrs. Wang asked lightly, squinting at her.

Abi took it out of her arms and held it in both hands: "It was written by Mr. Xiao to Mrs." ”

Mrs. Wang hooked her index finger and ordered lightly: "Bring it!"

Shijian stepped forward, picked up the letter in Abi's hand, and held it in front of Mrs. Wang with both hands, his movements were clean and neat, and light and elegant.

Madame Wang sat up, pulled out the letterhead, shook it open and looked at it, the letter was only a few words, and she swept it in a few glances.

Suddenly, her face changed greatly, and she turned her head to stare at Ah Bi, her eyes were like blades, and the cold light was shining, so frightened that she closed her eyes and didn't dare to look at each other.

"Hehe, what a big breath!" Mrs. Wang pulled the letterhead with both hands, pulled it hard, and it suddenly turned into pieces and fell on the moon-white carpet.

Her face was pale, she gritted her teeth, stood up, took two steps forward, picked up a vase on the cupboard, and slammed it to the ground, with a "bang" sound like a burst.

After dropping one, he picked up another one, and smashed it again, making a muffled sound.

At once, all five or six vases in the cabinet were spared, some celadon, some glazed, different styles, all of which were fine.

Ah Bi felt distressed, but she didn't dare to stop it, every time the vase rang, she shrank back, frightened, lest she be angry with herself.

She thought in her heart, Xiao Yuesheng looked extremely kind, and would never harm herself for no reason.

After dropping the five vases in one go, Mrs. Wang stopped, panting, turned her head and glared at Ah Bi hard, and her voice came out from between her teeth: "What kind of bullshit is that bastard surnamed Xiao is talking about?!"

Ah Bi hurriedly shook his head: "Just now, a disciple of the Infinite Sword sent a letter over, but he didn't say anything, only said that I would pass it on to my uncle's wife." ”

"The surname is Xiao!bastard!bastard!" Mrs. Wang pulled the silk curtain next to the couch, tore it off, and tore it vigorously in her hand.

Although her martial arts skills are not strong, for Xiao Yuesheng, she also has some skills, and under her anger, her strength is extremely strong, and the pink silk curtain was quickly torn apart and turned into wisps.

Shijian and Abi didn't dare to persuade them, and stood dumbfounded, like two beautiful statues.

vented his anger, threw the inkstone on the case outside the building, swept the book on the case, fell to the ground, and slowly stopped.

Holding on to the bookcase, she was panting, her face still blue.

Mrs. Wang said coldly: "Shijian, but I invited Granny Li!"

"Yes, ma'am. Shijian replied softly, turned around and went out lightly, and when he turned around, he gave Ah Bi a slap in the face, signaling to deal with it carefully.

Abi nodded lightly and smiled at her, indicating that it was okay.

"What are you laughing at?!" Madame Wang turned her head and saw her smile, her face stretched longer, and she questioned angrily.

Abi hurriedly said, "Uncle, I ...... it"

"Don't you think I'm funny, ah?!" Madame Wang squinted at her, sneering sarcastically, and her eyes were cold.

"No...... No!" Abi shook her head busily.

"Come on, tie this little hoof!" exclaimed Madame Wang.

"Yes!" two young girls in Tsing Yi came upstairs, their long swords unsheathed, and the swords were glowing with cold air, pointing at Abi's towering chest, seeing that she did not resist, a young girl put her sword back into the sheath and tied her with a rope.

Mrs. Wang looked at Abi lightly, her face was not good, and she said lightly: "Give me a palm...... Murong Fu, this kid, can't be disciplined well!"

"Yes!" A young girl in Tsing Yi stepped forward, although her face showed a trace of unbearable, but seeing that Mrs. Wang's face was gloomy, she didn't dare to show favoritism, came to Abi, and "snapped" to slap her.

"You haven't eaten enough?!" Mrs. Wang glanced at the girl in Tsing Yi, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

The girl in Tsing Yi trembled with fright, hurriedly waved her palms, fast and ruthlessly, and made a "snap", her voice was extremely crisp, and it was heard far away.

Abi didn't dare to dodge, her cheeks were numb, and she was still in pain at first, but then she was numb, and she couldn't feel the pain, and she knew in her heart that even if the prince came, she would inevitably be beaten by this beating.

After a while, more than a dozen slaps came down, and her beautiful face was swollen high, miserable, and she was already bleeding.

"Stop!" A crisp sound came, Wang Yuyan came in dressed in white, and hurriedly said: "Don't fight, mother, don't fight again!"

"Yu Yan, what are you doing?!" Mrs. Wang frowned, looking displeased.

The girl in Tsing Yi stopped, took advantage of Mrs. Wang's turn of her head, and showed an apologetic look to Ah Bi, who had already lowered her head and couldn't open her eyes.

Wang Yuyan came closer, saw Abi like this, pursed her lips, and glared at Mrs. Wang angrily: "Mother, you ......"

Mrs. Wang sneered: "What, the person who beat Murong Fu's kid, you feel distressed?!"

Wang Yuyan's snow-white face turned red, turned her head away from her, and stepped forward to untie Abi's rope.

Mrs. Wang looked at her lightly, didn't stop her, and hummed: "Yu Yan, do you know what this little girl is doing?"

Wang Yuyan glanced up at Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang snorted angrily: "She is here to deliver a letter, but she is actually to deliver a letter for the guy surnamed Xiao, such a little girl who eats inside and out, who will I not beat her?!"

He ...... What did he say?" Wang Yuyan asked, bowed her head to untie Abi's rope, and finally untied it with some effort.

Abi was a little dizzy, and her body leaned over her.

Wang Yuyan hurriedly held on, beckoned Shijian to help her to rest, and immediately wiped the medicine, not to leave a scar.

Shi Jian glanced at Mrs. Wang carefully, and when she saw her impatiently waving her hand, she dared to obey her orders and hurriedly helped Ah Bi out.

Mrs. Wang didn't want to make her daughter angry because of such a little girl, and she was messing around with herself.

"That surnamed Xiao is too deceitful!" As soon as Mrs. Wang mentioned Xiao Yuesheng, her face sank again, and her bright eyes sparkled with cold light.

"What did he say?" asked Wang Yuyan as she sat down on a chair and hesitated.

Mrs. Wang was furious: "He actually threatened me that if I didn't let go of the little hoof surnamed Mu, I would come to visit in person!"

She shouted angrily: "There is a kind, he is coming, I will let him come and go!"

Wang Yuyan's distant eyebrows furrowed, she looked at Mrs. Wang, and stopped talking.

"Why don't you speak?!" Mrs. Wang sneered, squinted at her daughter, and snorted, "I heard that Murong Fu's kid was beaten by him, didn't you?"

Wang Yuyan's eyebrows frowned even tighter, her face sank, and she glanced at Mrs. Wang unhappily.

Mrs. Wang laughed, and her flowers trembled: "Murong Fu, that kid, has always thought he was sorry, and after learning a few three-legged cat martial arts, he was arrogant, and finally learned a lesson, it is really weird, very happy!"

"Mother-!" Wang Yuyan frowned, her tone displeased.

Mrs. Wang snorted: "However, this surnamed Xiao actually sent a letter, saying that he wanted me to release the stinky girl surnamed Mu, and threatened me to simply seek death!"

Wang Yuyan pursed her lips and sighed lightly: "Mother, let's let Miss Mu go." ”

"Dream!" Madame Wang snorted softly and sneered.

Wang Yuyan sighed softly, looked at Mrs. Wang, and said in a low voice: "His martial arts are too strong, his cousin is not an opponent, and no one in our village can restrain him......"

Mrs. Wang snorted and said disdainfully: "He has high martial arts, he can beat one person, and he can beat a hundred people?!"

"He is a man of great skill, and he is not afraid of siege. Wang Yuyan shook her head slightly.

"Not afraid of siege?" Madame Wang frowned.

Wang Yuyan sighed lightly and nodded: "He has a strange body, and he can't be surrounded at all,...... Besides, he will be able to use the six-vein divine sword, and as soon as the invisible sword qi comes out, the people in our village will not be able to catch it at all!"

"Six-vein Divine Sword?...... He actually practiced?!" Mrs. Wang muttered to herself in distraction.

"Well, the six-vein divine sword is worthy of being the first swordsmanship in the world, and its power is endless!" Wang Yuyan nodded heavily and looked at Mrs. Wang: "Mother, eggs can't touch stones, let's not mess with him......"

Mrs. Wang frowned, looked up at Wang Yuyan, and looked puzzled: "He is not surnamed Duan, how did he learn the six-vein divine sword?!"

"I don't know. Wang Yuyan shook her head.

"Six-vein Divine Sword...... Mrs. Wang lost her mind again, as if she was caught in a memory, her fair and smooth face changed, sweet for a while, hateful for a while.

After a while, Mrs. Wang came back to her senses, gritted her teeth, and said hatefully: "I just don't let go, see what he can do!"

Seeing this, Wang Yuyan sighed helplessly, shook her head, and didn't say more, knowing that her mother's surname was stubborn, and the more she dissuaded, the more determined she became.

In the early morning, Xiao Yuesheng sat in the grass hut on the top of the mountain, holding a book in his hand, leisurely, and Zhong Ling was making tea next to him, glancing at him from time to time.

The small red clay stove gurgled and she picked it up, poured water into the snow porcelain cup, and suddenly the fragrance of tea overflowed, and the cup was sent to Xiao Yuesheng: "Big brother, aren't we still moving?"

Xiao Yuesheng put down the book, picked up the teacup, and smiled: "Wait and see." ”

Zhong Ling was wearing a pink light shirt and pursed his red lips: "It's been four days, and the people of Mantuo Villa don't know if they will kill people!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, looked determined, and took a sip of tea.

Zhong Ling pulled his arm and shook it vigorously: "Big brother, let's go, let's rescue Sister Mu quickly, okay?"

Xiao Yuesheng's body shook, the tea cup in her hand did not move at all, looked at her, saw her pleading look on her face, as if she was about to cry, and nodded helplessly: "Alas...... You-...... Alright, let's go!"

"Thank you, big brother!" Zhong Ling was overjoyed.

(To be continued)