The demon spirit Taoist seems to want to tell the inside story that is more "hot" and "exciting", but where did Cang Furong give him this opportunity?

I saw Cang Furong's hand on the side of her neck and made a movement to wipe her neck. One of the guards who was holding the Demon Spirit Daoist immediately pulled out a dagger and slashed his throat.

Blood splattered.

The Demon Spirit Daoist let out a miserable wail.

Cut the throat, people will not die. He could only endure the pain and bleed, and was dragged to the stake rack by the Ye family's guards like a dead dog, tied up like a dumpling, and made a "woo-woo" sound in his throat.

"Ignition—"

Cang Furong shouted.

This time, it was still the fire she had lit herself, and the burning crimson flame crystal was thrown on the stake rack.

The pine wood ignited when it met the fire, and the tongue of fire was more than a meter high, wrapping the demon spirit Taoist inside. In a few moments, he was devoured and burned to death. The scene is tragic.

Ye Luo looked at this scene coldly, and didn't even frown.

Dead person?

And how!

This demon spirit Taoist, although he is a shield pushed out by the second aunt, he is also damned!

Watching the demon spirit Daoist burned alive, Ye Luo couldn't help but clench his mother's Bai Nisheng's hand, and a sense of revenge appeared in his heart, and he muttered: "This is just the beginning." ”

All the people who have bullied the big house, she Ye Luo has to pay an extremely painful price for them! Like this demon spirit Taoist!

"What do you mean?"

It was very unfortunate that this sentence was heard by the second lady Ye Cangshi, who stared at Ye Luo with extreme vigilance, and her eyes crossed the panic that could not be concealed.

Ye Luo hooked his lips, and his voice seemed to come from the abyss of hell: "You know what I mean." ”

After finishing speaking, the cold gaze swept over the faces of Cang Furong, Ye Man, and others one by one.

These people all trembled, subconsciously avoiding Ye Luo's gaze, and their hearts were very weak.

"Miss Ye, the hour is almost up, it's time to help the old man deal with the materials." Sora began to complain again.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, master, this is coming." Ye Luo had a bright smile on his face, just like the bright sun, "Let's go to the Maple Leaf Pavilion, and this will clean up an independent and spacious courtyard for you, so that it is convenient for you to refine your weapons." ”

"That's pretty much it."

The empty old man happily followed Ye Luo.

Looking at the back of the two leaving, Si Yutian, who had been hiding in the crowd, crossed a satisfied arc on his handsome face like a god.

"This is my Xiaoluo."

She is flying and domineering, and her personality is flamboyant, like an unrestrained and freehand landscape splashing ink painting.

**

Ye Luo took his mother and empty old man back to the courtyard.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a row of maids and mothers-in-law standing there like wooden stakes, secretly looking at Ye Luo with a strange and jealous look.

"The servants in the Maple Leaf Pavilion, all roll over to me, stand up!"

As soon as Ye Luo entered the house, he immediately began to purge the servants.

In the madhouse, the poisoned Qingling really left a deep impression on her. So much so that now she looks at these maids and women in the Maple Leaf Pavilion, and they are all very unpleasant.

At the sound of the order, a dozen or so servants all stood in the courtyard, their heads bowed.

"From now on, go back to your own lord and find your mother, and don't stay here! Auntie, I see something that has to be clean! What dirty things have you done before, Miss Ben is too lazy to care about it, you know? ”