Qingyang City, Zhao family.

The gate was a magnificent vermilion gate, and now the vermilion gate was wide open, and the guards who had been standing proudly at the gate all stood respectfully on both sides.

The elders, butlers, guards, maids, and servants in the Zhao family's mansion...... All respectfully bowed their heads and lined up at the gate, for the Zhao family, something big will happen.

The head of the family returned, not only the head of the family returned, but also the elders of Tiantumen who came with him.

Everyone stood respectfully on both sides, not even daring to come out, if anyone dared to offend the elders of the Heavenly Path Gate at such a time, their head of the family would have to peel off their skins.

Jia Fang led the three elders to wait at the door, Song Yurou and Zhao Tianhe stood on Jia Fang's left and right, and until now, Song Yurou didn't know what was going on.

"Elder Shepherd, Shepherd Child, please come here. Zhao Tiexin accompanied the smiling face to lead the way, and Mu Yunfeng took Mu Jingyu with his head held high and strode towards the vermilion gate.

Song Yurou found that Mu Jingyu's eyes were staring at her tightly, and when she remembered what Jia Fang had said before, her heart suddenly beat violently.

It's not shyness, it's nervousness, as if there's a bottomless abyss in front of you, and you're about to jump down.

"Huh?" Song Yurou noticed that behind Zhao Tiexin, in addition to Zhao Zhen, there was also a man in black who followed closely, and this man in black was wearing a hat that covered his face, so that people couldn't see his appearance.

But he is inseparable from Zhao Tiexin.

Song Yurou didn't think much about it, and saluted Elder Mu with Jia Fang, and then led everyone in the mansion to say respectfully: "Welcome Elder Mu, Mu Gongzi." ”

"No courtesy!" Mu Yunfeng replied lightly, the shelves were fully arranged, and then passed through the middle of the crowd and strode into the door.

"Hehe, the fact that Elder Mu and Mu Gongzi can come to the Humble House today really makes the Humble House shine. Two of you, please. ”

Zhao Tiexin led the two into the hall, and the maid who had been prepared hurriedly served tea and knelt respectfully beside the two.

Mu Yunfeng took the tea with an indifferent face, and then the maid handed it to Zhao Tiexin and a few elders.

"The tea is good, but the level of the people who make it is a little worse. Mu Yunfeng said lightly.

"The elder forgives the sin, the subordinate is not well treated, I will definitely punish her severely, and someone will cut off the hand of the tea maid for me. In the end, Zhao Tiexin said murderously.

"Master of the house, please spare the slave and maid. The maid who handed the tea just now hurriedly ran over and knelt down in front of Zhao Tiexin.

This is a girl who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she is a clever maid in the hands of Zhao Fu, who was originally praised for being able to make good tea.

"Elder Shepherd, spare the slaves and maids. Perhaps knowing that it was useless to ask Zhao Tiexin, the maid turned around and begged Mu Yunfeng.

Mu Yunfeng's entire brow furrowed, very impatient.

Two guards came up and dragged the maid's hands very roughly.

"Stop!" Suddenly, Song Yusoft spoke, and then hurriedly ran to Elder Mu and knelt down, pleading, "Elder Mu, please spare her, Xiaocui is too young to make tea, I offended you, you have a lot of adults." This Xiaocui lives not far from Song Yurou, and the two often meet, and they have been getting along for many years and have a good relationship.

Seeing Xiaocui suffering, others were standing by, the kind-hearted Song Yurou finally couldn't help but speak out, she knew that if she didn't make a sound, Xiaocui would definitely be miserable.

She is the same age as a flower, if her hands are cut off, then life in this life is worse than death.

"Yu Rou ......" on the side, Mu Jingyu called softly.

"Oh, are you Song Yurou?" Mu Yunfeng looked at Song Yurou, a trace of amazement flashed in his eyes, looking at such a beautiful woman, even his heart rippled layer by layer, it was really this woman too beautiful, beautiful and moving, beautiful and pure, like a blooming snow lotus.

"Yes, the little girl is Song Yurou, ask the shepherd elder to be merciful!" In order to be able to save Xiaocui's life, Song Yurou looked very humble and respectfully worshiped in front of Mu Yunfeng.

"Hmm!" Mu Yunfeng said lightly, "Since it is my future daughter-in-law who intercedes, then ......"

Just when Song Yurou was full of hope, she listened to Di Mu Yunfeng continue, "Then just cut off one hand." ”

He is a big man, and he is a man of his word, and it is impossible to change it when he says it this time.

Zhao Tiexin glanced at the two guards, and the two strong guards dragged Xiaocui out.

"The head of the family, the pastor, please spare Xiaocui. At the age of fifteen or sixteen, she was full of longing for the future, and the sudden change frightened her so much that she could only beg for mercy.

The room was full of people, except for Song Yurou, everyone else looked at each other coldly, and their faces were indifferent, which made Xiaocui more and more desperate.

"The head of the house, madam!" At the moment of going out, Xiao Cui set his eyes on Jia Fang and Zhao Tiexin, who were getting along day and night, and then the two looked at him indifferently, as if they were looking at a dead person.

Tears blurred Xiao Cui's face, and she finally stopped resisting in despair, and let the two guards drag her out of the gate.

"Yurou, what a kind-hearted good boy, get up quickly!" Jia Fang had a kind smile on her face and went to help Song Yurou up in person.

Song Yurou's face was full of gloom, but she could only get up helplessly, thinking that she would take Xiaocui with her in the future when she got married, and she couldn't let his life be ruined like this.

"Come, Tianhe!" Zhao Tiexin said to Zhao Tianhe, "I heard that your second brother is back, tell me how you met your second brother in the first place, and tell me in detail." ”

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"Huh!" When Yechen stepped into the door of Zhao's house, he felt a strong intent to die, and the intent to die was invisible and shadowless, and only those who had cultivated the power of death to an extremely profound level could capture the existence of this artistic conception.

Yechen stood at the door, looked in the direction of the small courtyard, and whispered: "This is the death intent of a living person, the artistic conception that can only be exuded after despair is extreme." And even if ordinary people are completely desperate, it is rare for them to have such a strong intent to die, which is really interesting. ”

Yechen used his body to float up the treetops like catkins, and then floated towards the depths of the courtyard.

In the end, Yechen stood silently on the branches, watching the two guards carry a girl out, and the death intent emanated from the girl's body.

"It's strange, this little girl is very ordinary, and her talent for cultivating the power of death can only be regarded as middle and upper, how can there be such a strong sense of death in her body. Yechen muttered.

The girl was dressed in a pale blue dress, dressed as a maid, and her eyes looked at the sky blankly, as if she were a corpse.

Her heart felt as if it were dead.

(End of chapter)