Before the next person grabbed Xiao Yu, he ran to Song Yu's room and told Song Yuer.

After Xiao Yu and the slaves came, Song Yuer was not found in the room.

"You lied to us?" The slave's fingers forced hard, and the sly face suddenly lost his blood. He looked at her slyly, as if he would end her life at any time.

Her tears flowed out, and her heart was terrified. She wanted to tell "her" that she didn't lie to "her", but her neck was interrupted, and the pain that was about to break, let her say no to half a sentence. come out.

The slaves hate being cheated, not to mention the fact that this one is now cheating more than one person, and Xiao Yu.

It’s useless to keep it.

The slave's fingers tightened, pointed fingers, slender nails, stabbed into the neck...

After the repair disappeared, his hand was not as long as it used to be, and he could only reach the length of a knuckle at most, but it was enough to kill.

"Slavery, don't kill."

Xiao Yu was standing next to the slave. Although the fingertips of the slaves were against the neck of the donkey, she still saw it. The slaves had sharp nails on their fingertips, or they were bright red.

When she felt that she was going to die, the slaves let go of her and spared her a commandment.

The slaves most listened to Xiao Yu’s words.

His legs were soft, his cough was fierce, his palms were holding his neck, and he was wet. He took it down and looked at it. The blood of his hands almost fainted.

This woman, "she" is a terrible devil!

There was a rush of footsteps outside, and Song Yuer came with a lot of guards and strong family members.

The guard has a sword in his hand, and the family holds a stick in his hand.

This position is obviously to kill Xiao Yu and the slaves on the spot.

"How dare you dare to go to the blue house to do anything wrong? Who is the courage to lend you? Today, neither of you wants to leave here. The blue house is not the place where you want to come and want to leave."

Song Yu's eyes flashed through the cold and killing. Although she had never seen Song Hao, she also knew that Song Pingyong had married a "daughter". When she was raised at home, she also knew that Song Pingyong had been selling food to the Holy Land all the year round. She was never bullied by the bully of the city, she never helped Song Pingyong, she only knows that Song Pingyong’s Anan’s stay in Jacquard Village is enough.

After so many years of stability, I couldn’t help myself. I remembered her sister, who was so eager to take off.

Song Yuer's heart disdain, she will not let Song Pingyong succeed, she does not care whether Song Pingyong is sick, not to mention her seven bowls of blood, is a drop of blood, she does not give.

Song Yuer and Song Pingyong still have such a similarity, but Song Yuer is very good in maintenance, and the skin is white, just like the little woman who married in the twenties.

Xiao Yu recognized Song Yuer at a glance. The fingers in her sleeve trembled a bit, as if she saw Song Pingyong's antidote.

On the way to the slaves and Xiao Yu, they already knew the ins and outs. Song Pingyong needed Song Yu’s seven bowls of blood to live like ordinary people. Although he did not guess that the person who was arrogant was Song Yuer, she was arrogant. The attitude made him very uncomfortable.

The slave nectar flashed through the blood, reaching out to the palm of his hand, and the figure quickly moved away to Song Yu, and put away the blood of the fingertips.

Song Yu's vigilance was very high, and she felt dangerous. She was shocked, but she did not flee. She tightened her fingers and made her face calm. When she came, she left more eyes and let the government He was surrounded by the highest guard.

The guards were also very sensitive. When the slaves attacked, he was blocked in front of Song Yu'er. Twilight Sen Han, a sword swept across, like to cut off the arms of the slaves.

Song Yu’s heart sighed with relief and suddenly felt that his decision was very right today.

In a blink of an eye, the sharp nails of the slaves broke the side of the guard to the bridge of the nose. If he was still repaired, the face of the guard was now broken.

The slave’s chest is also in the middle of a sword, and the two losers are hurting. The slaves themselves cannot be good.

The guard's face was injured, his expression was gloomy and embarrassed, and the sword in his hand sent it forward: "Go to hell!"

The slave's blushing mouth is slightly hooked, and the demon charm is extremely extreme. His peach blossoms are like the bright red peaches, and the **** death of the demon, he died, but also to pull a back.

Oh...

The sound of metal breakage.

The sword in the guard's hand was broken. At the same time, he was surprised. There was a delicate face of anger in front of him. The next moment, what was quickly sent into his chest, the guard felt the pain, looked down and suddenly widened his eyes.

The half of the broken sword tip pierced his chest, and the blood was like a horrible flower in full bloom. On his chest, he grew bigger and bigger.

The red blood flowed out of the guard's mouth, and the body fell to the ground.

Song Yuer was not afraid of it. She didn’t think that Song Pingyong’s poor head was so good.

Xiao Yu is very angry, very angry, even she can't tell why? Seeing someone hurting the slave, almost killed the slave, the anger in her heart broke out like a volcano.

"Are you OK?"

Xiao Yu turned and smiled and smiled at the slave, as if she saved him, what a great thing?

Xiao Yu’s eyes fell on his chest. The sword had just been stabbed in. How could there be no blood?

The slave boy shook his head: "Miss is caring for slaves? Slave is very happy, slaves are fine."

This is a good sensation.

Xiao Yu does not deny that he cares about him. This kind of concern comes too suddenly. Now recalling that moment, it is like a slave is an indispensable part of her life.

"Miss, be careful."

The slaves suddenly reached out and pulled Xiao Yu nervously. A stick thrilled in the place where Xiao Yu was standing.

In fact, without the slaves, Xiao Yu will not be hurt. Her ears are very good. She heard the sound of the stick and the slight vibration of several swords.

She stood still and had enough confidence that she would not be hurt.

Xiao Yu was pulled by the slave child, his face hit the slave's arms, soft, and thought of what it was? The blood of her body suddenly rushed to her cheek, and the delicate face was red.

"Stop." An angry voice came: "Whoever dared to kill the young beauty of the young master, this young master will throw him out and be a dog."

Song Yuer saw that Lan Haojie, the lascivious young master, came over and the beautiful eyebrows were twisted. This kid inherited the youthfulness of the blue master. He was drunk by the house, but he was drunk. Also tried to her...

Song Yuer’s eyes were disgusting, and immediately, what did he think? Her expression turned cloudy and sunny, and her lips twitched with a sinister smile.

The guards and the family were afraid of dying the young master. He heard his angry voice, shook hands and shook hands, and forced the sword and sticks back.

Some of them received excessive force and fell to the ground.

Lan Haojie came face to face with murderousness, pointing to the guards and family members: "You guys and slaves, eat the ambitions of the leopards? The little beauty of the Lord, you dare to hurt? You are looking for death, you can fulfill you." ”

Lan Haojie was very angry. There was too much glutinous powder outside. It was hard to see a little beauty. When he came to the door, he was so excited that if he was injured, how would he play at night?

Both the guards and the family members were afraid to step back a few steps away from Lan Haojie, the fierce and sinister young master, and several of them subconsciously looked at Song Yu.

Lan Haojie also saw Song Yuer, and frowned. In Lanfu, his relationship with Song Yuer was not good. On the one hand, because of his mother, on the other hand, he never saw this. a low-lying woman brought back from the building,

Climbing up his bed and becoming the three ladies of the Blue House, still can't change the low squat in her bones.

In the past few years, when he first tasted a woman's taste, he did not ask for a woman too much. In addition, Song Yuer was still young at that time. He did have a heart for Song Yuer, not a woman! He played it and how can he play for him?

Looking at it now, this woman with a thick face of rouge gouache is sent to his bed, and he doesn't want it.

Disgusting.

Lan Haojie’s attitude towards Song Yu’er has changed over the years. Song Yu’er is very clear. She is also grateful that this unconventional thing does not look at her, although she is somewhat dissatisfied with the old.

"Jie, how come you?" Song Yu's gentle smile on his face seemed like a kind mother.

Blue Haojie took her as a low-key item. Where can she be worthy of being his mother?

"These two little beautiful people are grandfathers. Do you want to do something to the Lord?" Lan Haojie did not give Song Yuer a face, she did not deserve.

"Ah? They are Jieren's people? I don't know! Since Jay is coming, take them away!" Song Yu's heart smiled and was taken away by the lascivious young master. They were not taken at night. It’s strange to torture.