Her voice was extremely shrill, and with indescribable fear, she kept shrinking towards the corner and hugging her feet tightly.
Luo Xing'er looked at her in disbelief, and a surge of anger rose from the soles of her feet and rushed to her head, making her tremble all over, clenched her fists and almost pinched her nails into her flesh.
She raised her head angrily and stared at the servant not far away. Her sharp eyes were filled with fierce murderous aura, like the chill of the sharpest blade in the sunlight, causing the servant to shudder and couldn't help but retreat with a pale face.
"It's not me, it's the housekeeper."
The dick shook his lips and poured everything out.
"He found someone to force her to confess her, and asked her to tell her in front of the queen mother in the future that she saw you being kidnapped by the thief. She refused to say that, and the housekeeper beat her with a whip and asked someone to defile her."
"Ha...you're pretty clear, it seems you've participated!"
Luo Xing'er suddenly stood up, her eyes were extremely dark, with bloodthirsty light, and cold words were sarcastic from her mouth, just like a knife stuck in people's hearts, making people frightened.
"I didn't..." The clerk refused to admit it, staring in horror and kept retreating.
It was so terrible. The look of the woman in front of her was so terrible, like a ghost. If he wanted to escape, he must escape, otherwise he would definitely be killed by her.
The servant didn't think about it, and immediately turned around and ran to the stairs desperately, screaming for help while running.
But he had just run a few steps and stepped onto the stairs, a subtle but sharp wind sounded from behind him. Something was coming, cutting through the air and catching the terrifying breath of death.
The Ding's heart stopped, and he felt an extremely cold silk thread rolling onto his throat, and then a sharp pain came from his throat.
His eyes were bulging for a moment, with shock and fear in his eyes, but he couldn't even scream.
With a thud, blood burst into pieces, and a head rolled down from its strong body. After a few steps, his eyes never closed again.
Luo Xing'er snorted coldly, moved her fingers and took back the golden wire shot out of a ring.
Just now, she showed mercy to Qingyi and this servant because she was never the kind of person who was keen on killing.
But the scene in this dungeon completely aroused her anger. These people were so cruel that they could attack a little girl like this, and even rape her.
Unable to bear it, she would not relieve her hatred if she did not kill these vicious people to avenge Yaoyu.
Even if she faces the Luo family because of this, she doesn't care.
Luo Xing'er walked back to Yao Yu, stretched out her white fingers, and pityed her hair that was covering her face in disarray, and a sense of pain appeared in her eyes.
Yaoyu is so made like this because of her, and she is responsible for her.
Originally, she planned to leave alone in the future, but now she must take the little girl away and arrange another life for her.
"Yaoyu, it's me, don't be afraid. If I'm here, I can hurt you." She stretched out her hand and held Yaoyu's shoulder. Regardless of her trembling and struggle, she hugged her hard and leaned against her shoulder
superior.
Yao Yu trembled all over, and turbid tears flowed out of her clear eyes, and two tears were shed on her dirty face.
After a long time, she choked up in pain like a mosquito: "Little, Miss, you are finally back..."