There was a 'click', and a terrible scream suddenly came from the empty courtyard.

Hearing the sound, the maid who was walking on the road raised his head and glanced coldly in the direction of the Dyeing Painting Institute, and continued to do what he should do.

In these big families, relatives are not like relatives, but more like enemies. You calculate, I calculate, nothing more than impatience. These subordinates, even though they have a difficult life, are very sorry for their lives.

In the dyeing and painting courtyard, I saw the woman on the bed with a cold gaze sweeping over everyone in the room, frowning. Looking at the girl in Mrs. Zhao's arms, the little face of the melon seeds was almost wrinkled because of the pain.

When his eyes first came into contact with the dying figure on the ground, his eyes shrank, and some sporadic images echoed in his mind.

Retracted his gaze, his eyes swept over everyone coldly, and finally fell on the girl at the Jingli door, the girl was only fourteen or fifteen years old, but I have to say that the girl is very beautiful, even if she has seen so many gorgeous stars in modern times, she is not as charming as the girl.

The girl wore a lilac dress embroidered with small pale pink gardenias. The hair is casually pulled up with a loose sideburns, and a lilac hairpin is inserted obliquely, which looks a little casual but elegant. Slightly apply powder, and the red lips are not red.

It's just that those beautiful eyes are too depressed, and although her facial features are immature, she can't feel the quiet beauty that belongs to her age at all.

Such a person is either scheming or extremely forbearing. Catching up with the girl's gloomy eyes, the water-dyed painting clearly felt a hint of danger. With a sharp gaze, this woman must not be an idle person.

Staggered his eyes and asked in a cold voice, "Who made her like this?" Pointing to the curled figure on the ground, the voice was like a demonic sound from hell, cold and piercing.

Everyone trembled suddenly, and the girl who was leaning on Mrs. Zhao's arms suddenly raised her eyes, stared at the water-dyed painting fiercely, and scolded bitterly: "You slut, you actually pretended to be dead, it turned out that the past was all pretending." ”

Shui Dye's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered: "What if it's what, what's the matter, what can you do with me?" ”

The water dye was stagnant from his gaze, and he couldn't imagine that the cowardly and incompetent water dye paintings in the past were exuding a cold aura all over his body at this moment, and his pure little face was expressionless, looking at everyone's eyes, as if he had a kind of domineering aura that looked down on the world. For a second, there was an illusion in my heart that I wanted to surrender.

On second thought, Mizuran felt that he was crazy to have such an illusion. It must be this little slut who knows that she won't live long, so she is pretending to be a ghost here, hmph, she won't be fooled.

looked at the few people who were shrunken and trembling behind her, and immediately there was a burst of anger, this group of wastes simply lost her face.

"Why are you still stunned, why don't you take down that little slut for Miss Ben."

After such a roar, the three little maids suddenly looked at each other, and their hearts were horizontal, if they disobeyed the order of the third lady today, it would definitely affect the family. Look at the scrawny man on the bed, so fragile that it seems to be able to sweep her away in a moment, and then look at the three of them, all of them are strong and strong, and they have the upper hand in size alone. After weighing it again and again, I already had a choice in my heart.

In the next second, the three of them suddenly swarmed towards the water dye painting like crazy, the water dye painting glanced coldly at the maid who rushed towards him, with a look of disdain, and the girl standing at the door looked at this side indifferently out of the corner of his eye, and the two little maids standing behind her just stood still in place, looking at everything in front of him with a gloating face, like that, as if he didn't plan to interfere.

is a good wall-watcher, this girl is really scheming.

Looking at the water dyeing away, impetuous and brainless, it is still unknown to be used as a gun. Jumping clowns, don't be afraid.

In an instant, the two people in front of him were seen thoroughly, the so-called dragon gave birth to nine sons, nine sons and nine likes.

When the three of them made a move, Shui Dye drew a small grappling hand to twist one of them, dragged it in front of him, and blocked the fists smashed down by the other two.

The little grappler of the water dye painting may be effortless in the eyes of others, but only the water dye painting herself knows, just this simple action just now, she is already weak. There was a faint sweat on the forehead, but the body was too weak, and the whole body was so thin that there was no trace of flesh, as if it had not eaten for hundreds of years, and it was hungry.

Given the situation I am facing, the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for me, and the only way to do it is to solve it quickly. In the next second, the five fingers became claws, and grabbed the shoulder of the maid who was restrained by himself with lightning speed, and suddenly only heard a 'click' sound of bone dislocation, followed by a sound of broken bones, and the people present heard it terribly. Seeing that one move failed, the two maids who were about to attack again were suddenly stunned by the scene in front of them. I felt a chill down my spine, and I trembled and moved back, and when I went up at this time, I was looking for death.

Seeing that the maid fainted directly before she had time to exhale pain, everyone couldn't help but shrink their necks. The little face that was white suddenly turned gray, her charming eyes flashed with fear, and she looked down at her soft hanging hand, and suddenly felt glad that she only removed her hand and did not crush the joint. If you remove your hand and you can reattach it, but if the joint is crushed, then you will really be a waste.

It's just that this hatred of unleashing bones, one day, she will get it back a thousand times over. Shui Zhanli stared at the woman with a domineering aura on the bed, and a touch of fierceness flashed in his eyes.