She frowned slightly, she could only hear the footsteps of thirty-seven people, but the man in purple said there were forty-five, and there were eight more people she couldn't hear.
This can only show that these eight people are much higher than her.
Slowly opening his eyes, two fingers in his hand slid over the soft blade of the sword.
"You little beast, how dare you kill your sister..." A loud and revealing roar came, and a group of people rushed in.
A shudder flashed in his eyebrows, and the hand that slid over the sword flicked, and the soft sword immediately made a buzzing sound, extremely sharp.
The silver light is as cold as the cold moon in the sun.
Murong Gang, who rushed in quickly, stood still and looked at Liu Yue, who was standing alone in the courtyard with a sharp sword in hand, waiting for them. Her calm demeanor and sharp aura made people almost dare not look at her.
, this Liuyue...
"Fifth uncle, who is the beast? I, Murong Liuyue, am the direct daughter of your third brother. Could it be that I, who is from the third brother's family, am a beast in the eyes of the fifth uncle?" tilting her head slightly, Liuyue asked lightly.
, those soft words drifted by the wind, and happened to fall into the ears of her biological father, Murong Yi, who stepped in.
It seems gentle, but in fact it is extremely sharp.
Murong Yi couldn't help but frown slightly when he heard this.
Murong Gang frowned at the same time, with a sharp mouth, and said sternly: "The third brother's lineage is full of talents. We etiquette people will never do anything like my sister. If I do something so ruthless, it will destroy the family relationship."
If anything, that means we are not members of the Murong Mansion, that is, we are worse than animals."
"Yes, you are a cruel and vicious woman. My daughter has no grievances against you, but you actually beat her with injuries all over her body, and crippled her wrists. She will never be able to practice martial arts in her life, and she will become a cripple from now on. I, the Murong family, will definitely tolerate this.
If you are not such a cruel person, I, Du Yuanru, cannot spare you." Murong Qiu's mother's eyes turned red with blood, and she wished she could eat Liu Yue's flesh and drink her blood.
Liuyue's indifferent eyes swept over the people who came, some were old and some young, many of whom she didn't recognize, or they had grown up and didn't know each other, but it was no big deal.
Slowly raising the soft sword in her hand, Liu Yue looked up at the furious fifth uncle and fifth aunt, nodded coldly and said: "Okay, no injustice or enmity, I, Murong Liuyue, have been here alone for eight years.
I have never gone out for a step. May I ask the fifth uncle and the fifth aunt, where did I rush to cripple Murong Qiu's hand? Where did I beat her?"
As soon as the sound fell, there was a brief silence on the scene.
Murong Liuyue has always lived here and has never gone out. If something like this had not happened today, they would hardly have remembered that there was a Murong family member here.