"What about the guards in the house? Are they all dead? Didn't anyone stop the two unknown guards? Chu Yunyao was anxious: "Zeng Jiali, you'd better pray that Nanyan is okay, otherwise, I will never let you go." ”

"Stopped, but it was useless, Miss Zeng jumped up and hit someone's arms, and said that they took advantage of her and wanted to shoot them, after all, she was a young handsome woman, and the guards were all young men, and no one dared to step forward."

"The last time you had an argument with Miss Zeng, the young marshal favored Miss Zeng, and Miss Zeng said that she was the daughter-in-law appointed by the Overseers......"

......

Although the servants didn't like Zeng Jiali, because of the identity of the Overseer and Mo Lingyuan, even if they wanted to save Nanyan, they were powerless.

is a good young marshal's mansion, just because of Zeng Jiali's arrival, it has become a miasma.

If the housekeeper is fine at home today, but not at home, Zeng Jiali will be completely lawless.

"Didn't you send someone to report it to the young marshal?" Chu Yunyao gritted her teeth.

"No, the housekeeper explained before leaving, the young marshal has very important things to deal with, and it is not related to you, so you are not allowed to disturb."

Compared to the Japanese who found the Overseer, Nanyan was at best just an unwelcome woman who was picked up by the Young Lady from the Land of Fireworks.

Even Nanyan's parents, the young marshal didn't let him stay for a few days.

Who would dare to trouble the young marshal with such a trivial matter.

In the turbulent era of fate, a woman of this status does not know how many times she dies quietly in a year.

When Chu Yunyao hurried to the backyard of the Star Storage Tower, Nanyan was already dying.

From the back to the buttocks, a dark red blood stain had soaked the plain cheongsam.

Nanyan lay on the stone slab softly, his eyes closed, and his lips and teeth were still vaguely defended: "I didn't break your bracelet, I didn't hit you at all." ”

Her voice was weak, and if it wasn't for someone close, she couldn't hear what she was saying at all.

Even though she was unable to move, the guard pressed her shoulder.

Another guard held a long blood-stained leather whip in his hand, and from time to time he smoked hard behind Nanyan's back.

Occasionally, the whip landed on the stone slab, making a crisp sound, like the wail of a demon.

Zeng Jiali had a triumphant smile on her face with a thick foundation, and she crossed her little fingers to admire the bright red Danko on the finger cap.

Seeing that Nanyan was still stiff-mouthed, she pursed her lips impatiently and said, "Since she still refuses to admit her mistake, let's tear her mouth or scratch her face, until she admits that she broke my jade bracelet, kneels down to admit my mistake, and apologizes." ”

When the guard heard this, he threw the whip and drew the scimitar from his waist......

As soon as the tip of the knife pierced Nanyan's cheek, he was kicked in the shoulder, and the whole person flew out and knocked on the wooden chair where Zeng Jiali was sitting, losing two front teeth.

Zeng Jiali raised her head and was about to scold, but Chu Yunyao had already picked up the leather whip on the ground and whipped it at her.

The guard who pressed Nanyan got up and grabbed Chu Yunyao's wrist neatly.

Chu Yunyao sneered, turned her slender body, and picked up the scimitar that fell on the stone slab.

Hand up and knife down.

A knife slit the guard's throat.

His body slowly fell backwards, and bright red blood sprayed out of the sky like a waterfall, like a rain of blood.

Zeng Jiali covered her mouth with her frightened hands, screamed incessantly, desperately kicked the guard at her feet, and said incoherently: "Quick, stop her, kill, kill......"

Chu Yunyao's expression was indifferent, her eyes were cold, like a queen standing in the blood rain of the corpse mountain, and she was covered with overwhelming killing intent......