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"Old man......"

A panicked voice sounded, and Steward Ma had to rush into Ma Chuncheng's room to pass on the news. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!)

As Ma Chuncheng's fellow villager, Ma Butler is the earliest group of subordinates in Ma Mansion, and after more than 20 years of ups and downs, he finally became the butler of Ma Mansion, which can be said to have achieved the limit of subordinates. Next, if there are no accidents, and accumulate some contributions, it may not be said that it will become the side branch of the Ma Mansion.

But now, a trace of illusion that existed before collapsed at this moment.

In the room, Ma Chuncheng, who has always been very restrained and almost used for cultivation, finally relaxed himself, made love with the seventh concubine for most of the night, tossed her to death, and only fell asleep for a short time.

As a spirit, the root of the ear is sensitive, as soon as Steward Ma approached, Ma Chuncheng knew.

Unconsciously angry in his heart, it was precisely knowing the sensitivity of the spirit, whether Ma Chuncheng was cultivating or sleeping, he would ask the idle people not to come within a hundred meters.

As the housekeeper of the Ma Mansion, this Ma Zhong doesn't want to be Yu?

Pushing the concubine away, Ma Chuncheng put on his clothes and got up, and the concubine hurriedly struggled to get up and sorted out Ma Chuncheng's clothes.

"Hmph"

With a cold snort, Ma Chuncheng walked outside the screen.

The horse steward outside was already an ant on a hot pot, and he was in a hurry. But he knows the master's temperament, if he doesn't know what to do, the end will definitely be miserable.

"Come in. ”

Sitting upright on the table, Ma Chuncheng said softly.

Steward Ma almost stumbled open the door and rushed in, kneeling directly in front of Ma Chuncheng, crying: "Master, the master is not good, the big thing is not good." ”

Ma Chuncheng's face changed, and he slapped the table: "What's wrong?"

"Sir, your study...... The thing of the small dark grid, which is ...... Stolen. Steward Ma almost used his strength to say this sentence.

"What?"

Standing up suddenly, Ma Chuncheng's face instantly became distorted, and his fingers cracked. He almost took a step in front of the horse steward, lifted the horse steward with one hand, and said sharply: "What do you say, you can say it again." ”

"Old ...... Master, the things in the little dark grid in your library are ...... Stolen. Steward Ma said with great trepidation in his heart.

The next moment, Steward Ma only felt like he was flying, but he was led by Ma Chuncheng to run wildly.

Ma Chun became a spiritual person, and every step out was almost a hundred meters away.

Ma Fu is big, but Ma Chuncheng's degree, just a breath, is already in front of the study.

In front of Ruoda's study, there were already more than a dozen guards guarding it.

"Get out of the way. Ma Chuncheng roared.

The guards immediately made a way one after another, only to feel like the wind was blowing, and Ma Chuncheng had already rushed into the study.

At a glance, the books on the bookcase were not in place, and were discarded on the ground at will, and the small hidden compartment was wide open, and the box inside was nowhere to be found.

"Ahh

Ma Chuncheng only felt that his chest was about to explode at this moment, and with a roar of all his might, the sound waves that spread out swept through this room, and some fragile things exploded directly, making this place a mess. And the steward horse, who he had been holding in his hand, was directly stunned, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

The guards next to them covered their ears one by one, with painful looks, and the roar of the spirit was not something they could resist at all.

The whole Mafu seemed to be swept by the roar, as if it was experiencing a major earthquake.

"Say, what the hell is going on?" Ma Chuncheng's head was almost so angry that he was raised at the roots, and he was furious.

Poor steward Ma, who has long been stunned, where can he still speak?

Ma Chuncheng slapped it, but he didn't use spiritual power, but he slapped half of Steward Ma's face into the shape of a pig's head. After receiving this blow, Steward Ma came to his senses, only to feel tinnitus and dizziness, and lost his sense of direction.

"Say ......" Ma Chuncheng's roar sounded again.

Steward Ma finally realized his current situation, and in a panic, he said like a bean: "Early in the morning, the little one brought his subordinates over to clean up, and when he opened the door, he saw the books scattered here, as well as the small hidden compartment that was opened. The little one was also blinded at the time, although he didn't know that the master was in this small secret compartment, it must also be a hidden thing, so he immediately reported it to the master. By the way, on the iron hook next to the door, there were some rags, which should have been broken by the iron hook when the thief left in a hurry. ”

"Where?" Ma Chuncheng said impatiently.

Steward Ma pointed to the rags on the iron hook and said, "Master, the little ones don't dare to move. ”

With an arrow step, Ma Chuncheng went to the edge of the door, carefully took off the rags from the iron hook, looked through the room, and saw that there was a small cluster of golden flowers on it reflecting a small Lu character, which looked extremely chic.

In an instant, Ma Chuncheng's eyes cracked: "Lu family, Lu Fengtian." ”

At this moment, in the guard group, Ma Wenwu rushed in in disheveled clothes, and hurriedly said, "Father, what's the matter, what's wrong?"

When I entered the room and saw the small dark compartment on the bookcase, the meridian pill placed inside was nowhere to be found.

"No ......"

Ma Wenwu only felt that his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted.

Just last night, he also had a sweet dream all night, dreaming that his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds, not only entered the Zhantian Sect, but also became an inner disciple, worshipping under the sect master of the Zhantian sect, and soon after, he became the sect master of the Zhantian Sect.

But at this moment, this beautiful dream, like a bubble, was ruthlessly punctured.

This strong and huge contrast made Ma Wenwu fall directly to the ground like mud.

Early morning.

Zhou Li got up and practiced the Zhou family's "Ziyang Sword Technique" in the courtyard.

Although it is only an intermediate combat skill, it also has its advantages, and it is not harmful to practice it. In fact, when it comes to the level of the Qi Person, the combat skill can use the strength of the Qi to wield amazing power. Combat skills are in the hands of the qi and in the hands of the warriors, which are completely two different concepts.

Warriors can only use moves, while qi can use the artistic conception of combat techniques.

The moves in the artistic conception have been detached from the moves in the combat skills, and they are an energy-type attack, which is completely incomparable.

Like the "Ziyang Sword Technique", Zhou Li can only use moves, don't think about it like artistic conception, after all, he has no way to use his qi now, and he has not yet broken through to the level of qi.

"Young Master......"

In the backyard door, Feng Cheng and Huo Rongguang walked in, they didn't sleep well all night, and they didn't have the heart to cultivate, which made them feel haggard.

Early in the morning, he came to the backyard, wanting the young master to make up his mind, whether to avoid trouble for the time being.

Zhou Li laughed, inserted the sword back into the scabbard, and said, "Uncle Cheng, glory, it's early." ”

Seeing Zhou Li's heartless appearance, Feng Cheng actually had an urge to cry. Is it said that the young master is naïve, or is the young master too confident? Now it is imminent, but the young master is not worried at all.

"Young Master......"

Feng Cheng was about to say something, but was interrupted by Zhou Li waving his hand: "Uncle Cheng, I know what you mean, this matter, let's do it first, let the next person prepare breakfast, and I will eat with Wanyi in a while." ”

Feng Cheng moved his lips, but was pulled by Huo Rongguang.

"Yes, young master. ”

After Feng Cheng and Huo Rongguang left, Zhou Li just shook his head with a smile and threw the long sword back into the Qiankun Ring.

In the wing room in the backyard, Qiu Yue opened the door and waved his hand when she saw Zhou Li: "Young Master Zhou." ”

Then Su Wanyi walked out, and thinking of Zhou Li's presence at night, Su Wanyi rarely had a good night's sleep. This feeling made Su Wanyi's face ⊥ unconsciously scarlet when she saw Zhou Li, and there was a faint shyness in it.

"Hehe, Qiu Yue slept well?" Zhou Li asked.

Qiu Yue's eyes narrowed, and she said, "With Young Master Zhou here, of course I can get a good night's sleep, anyway, the sky is falling, and there is a tall man on top." ”

Zhou Li shook his head, this autumn moon is talking more and more like a modern woman on earth.

There is no blame, but a familiar sense of adaptation. Maybe in the eyes of others, Qiu Yue is a little up and down, but at least in Zhou Li's eyes, there is nothing, but there is a sense of intimacy.

"Wanyi. ”

A night's sleep made Su Wanyi feel a lot more energetic, and her face was shiny again.

"Well, good morning. Su Wanyi said, this good morning, or Zhou Li said too much, she followed along. I don't know why, since Zhou Li made a breakthrough in cultivation, he always came up with some fresh words, which made people have a special sense of him.

"Good morning. Uncle Cheng has already prepared breakfast, and we will go over now. ”

Despite some troubles, the subordinate system, which has been running for thousands of years, still allows the subordinates here to work in an orderly manner, and the tension is well hidden in their hearts and not exposed to the surface.

From this point, it can be seen that Feng Cheng's vision is indeed very vicious, and he sees people very accurately.

It was too early, but Zhou Li asked Feng Cheng to go out to inquire about the situation in the Ma Mansion, and pay attention to the Lu family by the way.

As it was approaching the afternoon, Feng Cheng came back with an excited look on his face.

"Young master, it's a great thing, hahaha, that Ma Chuncheng and the Lu family have a fight, and it is said that there are many dead and injured. I see, this Ma Chuncheng Ma Mansion has no spare time to pay attention to us for the time being. ”

Feng Cheng's voice revealed a touch of joy, for him, there was nothing more amazing than this news.

All the way back, he shouted, and now the whole courtyard hears it.

Naturally, the people were all happy, at least for now, there was no need to worry that the people of this horse house would kill them.

Zhou Li, who was looking at the book in the study, looked at the excited Feng Cheng from the time he was reading, but he smiled lightly and said, "Knowing Uncle Cheng, I'll just say, it'll be fine." ”

Feng Cheng was a little stunned, looking at Zhou Li's faint smile, a thought surged up: "Could it be that the young master ...... Got it early in the morning?