Huang Beiyue leaned back on the cushions and said, "Fourth sister, this matter has wronged you."
"For the sake of our house, what does this little grievance mean?" Xiao Rou knelt down and said, "Third sister, please rest. My sister is leaving first."
Huang Beiyue nodded and watched Dong Ling send her out. After a while, Dong Ling came back and said with a smile: "Actually, the fourth girl's character has been completely inherited from the master. In the whole house, the fourth girl is the most similar to the master.
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Huang Beiyue sneered: "They are all the same ruthless and unjust things!"
Everyone in the Xiao family is the same, from Xiao Qiyuan to Xiao Yuanyuan, and then to Xiao Rou, they are all the same selfish and heartless people, but why isn't she such a person?
Huang Beiyue stood up from the couch and walked to the window to see that it was already dark.
"Miss, do you want to go out?" Dong Ling has figured out her pattern. At night, she will go out secretly.
He took out a cloak from the cabinet and put it on her. Huang Beiyue turned around and said, "Watch Housekeeper Zhou carefully. If Xiao Yuanyuan and Aunt Qin want to destroy the evidence, they will probably take action against Housekeeper Zhou."
"Yes, don't worry, miss!"
Feeling absolutely relieved about Dong Ling, Huang Beiyue sneaked out of the window.
Sneaking in the dark night, the ghostly figure flashed from the dark alley in an instant, heading towards the Bugir family's castle outside the city.
Under the moonlight, the figure of the young man dancing the sword looked a little thin. He moved the sword back and forth several times and attacked the wooden man several times, but he could not show his best strength!
A look of giving up gradually appeared on his face.
"Master, just use more force on your hands and it will be fine!" The coach standing next to him quickly cheered him up.
"I've tried my best!" The boy pouted and shouted, and the coach immediately didn't dare to speak.
The young man stabbed the wooden man with his sword, but in his mind, he was thinking about the sword that Princess Beiyue used to straighten the riding whip with her vitality in the competition venue of Lingyang College today and pierce Lin Zicheng's chest!
How did that exert its power? Why did he have such a hard time learning an action that seemed very simple, and couldn't figure it out?
The sword in my hand seems to be out of control!
Luo Luo was frustrated and wanted to throw the sword away, but at this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind him like a ghost, holding his hand holding the sword, leading him to move the sword back and stabbing forward.
go out!
The feeling in his heart was completely different. This sword and the sword he thrust just now had the same moves, but he just felt different!
With this sword strike, he seemed to feel that if the person standing in front of him was Lin Zicheng, he could stab him with one sword effortlessly!
"Look clearly at the sword in your hand, it's a killing sword!" A low, hoarse and cold voice came from behind.
Luoluo's body trembled slightly, and suddenly the roots of his ears slowly turned red, and a ball of fire instantly burned his face.
"Don't be distracted, watch it again." The cold voice was like the thawing lake in spring, cold, but elegant and pleasant.
Luoluo's hand was held by a pair of smaller and more delicate hands, and he thrust the sword out again. With an ordinary sword move, he actually pierced the wooden man's heart in one go!
"Awesome!" Luoluo exclaimed, and as soon as his hand loosened, the person behind him stepped away.
He felt disappointed and quickly turned around. Suddenly, a cold light flashed before his eyes, and a sword was already in front of him.
