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Chapter 20 I regret it

"ah--"

In the silent courtyard, frightened screams suddenly erupted!

Some timid maids and servants were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground; some stood there with pale faces and trembling.

Wang Huyuan fell in a pool of blood, his eyes widened, and blood was still pouring from his neck.

The scene is extremely bloody and horrific!

No one thought that the beautiful girl would suddenly kill someone.

Although Wang Huyuan drew his knife, he only stopped the person and did not make any attack movements.

What's more, this is the Chengguo Mansion, and if the Qin family comes back today, they can't make the first move.

It's just that the eldest lady got angry and made them submissive.

Such a sudden change did not occur to the servants in the yard, nor did Luo Yannian and Wang in the house.

That sword strike was too fast and sudden, and no one had time to react.

Looking at Wang Huyuan who fell to the ground with a sword piercing his throat, Wang opened his mouth, froze for a few breaths, and suddenly screamed in shock and anger: "You're against God! You're against God! How dare you do it to me?

Cheng Guofu kills people! Someone, capture this little bitch!"

Although she became angry and frustrated, she still maintained a trace of sobriety.

That little bastard and Miss Qin's family must not be able to move, so we can only let this lowly and cruel maid's life be worth one life!

But after her order was issued, no one of the guards with swords in the courtyard dared to move.

Even a master like Wang Huyuan had his throat pierced by a sword, how could they dare to go up and die?

Seeing this, Mrs. Wang felt even more embarrassed and angry, and shouted angrily: "Where is Wang Cheng? Come out and capture this cruel little bitch!"

Wang Cheng is her distant cousin and the current second housekeeper of the Chengguo Mansion.

At the same time, he is also a warrior.

Today's cultivation level has reached the level of a martial artist. He can kill an elephant with one punch. His skin and flesh are as tempered as steel. It is difficult for ordinary swords to hurt him.

Upon hearing the call, Wang Cheng stood in front of several maids, bowed his head, and did not come out immediately, but looked at the man with a deep face in the room.

Luo Yannian sat there, looking at the body at the door, without saying a word.

Wang Cheng's eyes flashed, and then he stepped out from the crowd. Suddenly, the brocade robe on his body suddenly moved automatically without any wind, and his sleeves bulged. He walked towards the beautiful girl who was as cold as ice and snow, and said in a deep voice: "Girl, you are killing people for no reason in our Chengguo Mansion.

You must give an explanation."

But the girl stood there, neither speaking nor moving, just looking at him with a cold expression.

Mrs. Wang couldn't wait any longer in the room and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking to that little bitch? Get her!"

"Whoosh!"

Wang Cheng took one step forward and was in front of the cold girl in an instant. Then he stretched out a claw, which was not only as fast as lightning, but also as powerful as a giant, directly locking the girl's throat!

"stop!"

At this moment, Luo Yannian in the room suddenly shouted loudly.

As soon as Wang Cheng's iron claw reached the cold girl, still half a foot away from her throat, it suddenly froze there, motionless.

He froze on the spot, the stern look in his eyes suddenly turned into astonishment.

Immediately, the shock turned into fear!

Only then did everyone see clearly that there was a sword leaning against his throat!

At the same time, the sharp tip of the sword had pierced the skin and muscles of his throat!

It's just an inch away from piercing his throat!

A touch of bright red blood gushed out along the tip of the sword that had penetrated the flesh, and flowed into the clothes under his neck, making it cool.

The muscles on his face twitched unconsciously, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, freezing to the bone.

He didn't dare to move.

Don't dare to move at all.

It wasn't his master's words of "stop" that made him stop.

It was the sword that pierced his throat that made him dare not move again.

certainly.

He also knew that his master's words of "stop" were not meant for him.

And until then.

Only then did everyone realize that Master Cheng Guofu's words of "stop" were to save the life of Butler Wang.

With just a slight movement of the sword, Steward Wang would be pierced through the throat and die just like Wang Huyuan who was lying dead on the ground!

But no one could figure it out.

How did that sword suddenly penetrate the throat of Butler Wang?

They didn't even see the girl holding the sword take action.

certainly.

Even Luo Qingzhou, who was standing nearby, couldn't see it clearly.

He only saw Butler Wang suddenly approaching the girl, and then suddenly stopped in front of the girl, motionless.

When he saw the sword stuck in Butler Wang's throat, he heard the slight sound of the girl drawing the sword.

Only at this moment did he truly understand that word, as fast as lightning!

The sword comes first, the sound comes last!

At this moment.

There was deathly silence in the entire Chengguo Mansion.

The anger and ferocity on Wang's face finally faded away and turned a little pale.

She looked at her man.

It seems that he wants to seek help, and he seems to want to seek comfort.

Luo Yannian looked at the cold girl with a gloomy expression, his eyes flickering.

After pondering for a long time, he just waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "You guys go."

"master!"

Wang's face turned pale and her voice trembled.

But Luo Yannian did not look at her, but looked at his son, and then, following his gaze, he looked at the alluring figure.

From the moment that figure entered the house, from beginning to end, Luo Yu's eyes never left her.

"Chanchan, let's go. Mr. Luo doesn't want us to stay for dinner. We should go home to eat."

In the quiet courtyard, a clear and crisp sound like a lark suddenly sounded.

The solemn and tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed a little.

"Zheng..."

The sword was returned to its sheath, but no one could see clearly.

The girl's face was still as pretty as snow, as clear and cold as ever, making people feel palpitating.

Wang Cheng, who was standing in front of her, hurriedly retracted his hand and stepped away hastily. His face was as pale as paper, and his pupils were full of fear and confusion for the rest of his life.

Luo Qingzhou took Miss Qin's hand and walked out.

Bai Ling and Xia Chan followed behind, one on the left and the other on the right.

Xiaodie and other servants followed at the end.

The guards and servants of the mansion had already given way to a path.

Until they left the house, the guards and servants had not recovered from the shock just now.

"master……"

Mrs. Wang gritted her teeth and looked unwilling.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound suddenly resounded throughout the entire hall.

Wang was slapped and fell to the ground. She covered her burning cheeks, raised her head, and looked at her man in horror and confusion.

Luo Yannian did not look at her, but still looked at his son.

Luo Yu stood aside, as if he had not heard of his mother being beaten, and still looked at the door where the figure disappeared outside, in a daze.

"father……"

He suddenly spoke and said slowly: "The sword is not a mortal thing, and the girl is also extraordinary...but she is just her maid..."

Luo Yannian narrowed his eyes and remained silent.

"so……"

He withdrew his gaze and looked at his father:
Chapter completed!
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