"Knock your uncle."

The effect is obviously good, not only Yan Yan was stunned, but also the temporary workers playing and singing under the archway.

Mother Yan was stunned for a long time before she realized it, took a breath, snorted loudly, and scolded: "It really is an uneducated wild girl, today I will teach you, what is The rules of a big family!"

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The housekeepers hurriedly put down their musical instruments and rushed up.

What these servants originally wanted to do was not the work of housekeeping and nursing homes, and each one of them was vain. Xie Liuyi raised his legs and kicked a small servant with one foot.

In an instant, the housekeepers were all lying on the ground and rolling.

Xie Liuyi looked blankly at the servants who were performing **** the ground.

She knows how much force she has used, so that she will not be able to **** people. The pained expressions on the faces of these servants were too much force, and it looked like they were pretending. Come to think of it, in the short battle just now, they found that they couldn't beat themselves at all, so they lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.

The people living in this big house are all smart people, Xie Liuyi sighed.

She turned her head and glanced at Yan mama, "Are you still kowtow?"

Mammy Yan was shaking with anger, pointing at Xie Liuyi, breathing heavily, and screaming as she stepped back, "Come on, come on!"

A dozen strong men swarmed out from the gate. These strong men were all holding three-finger sticks in their hands, and the leader was carrying a two-handed chopper.

These new strong men are wearing blue bunts, which are different from the clothes of the family members lying on the ground. Xie Liuyi can see that these people have a foundation in martial arts, and they should be the guardians of the Yan family. hospital.

Mother Yan was surrounded by the nursing home, she regained her courage and pointed at Xie Liuyi, "Take her to me."

The nursing home was a little hesitant, and the one with the knife in the lead asked: "This is the bride who is celebrating today, if it hurts..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Mammy Yan, "What if you get hurt? If you kill him, get another one. Give it to me quickly."

The leading nursing home gritted his teeth and rushed over with a knife, and the other nursing homes hurriedly followed with sticks.

Xie Liuyi stood on the spot, waiting for someone to run up to her, raise a big knife with both hands and slash at her head with the sound of the wind, then she dodged sideways lazily, raised her hand, and grabbed the knife.

In the blink of an eye, the slash and the knife changed hands.

The reason why the knife is called a two-handed knife is because the blade is thick and needs to be held with both hands to use it. However, the half-human-high knife was held in her hand with one hand, as if it had no weight.

Xie Liuyi's figure was as fast as the wind, shuttled between the sticks in the nursing home unscathed, and a knife was stabbed on the back of each person's neck. After a while, only Xie Liuyi and Yan mama were left in the audience. standing.

Xie Liuyi put away the knife, carried it on his shoulder, sorted out the hijab that was about to fall off his head, and walked in front of Mammy Yan, saying earnestly, "Don't make trouble, business matters."

It's just that Mama Yan seemed to be frightened and stupid, and didn't understand her painstaking efforts at all, she fell to the ground, pointed at Xie Liuyi, her lips twitched, looking at the shape of her mouth, what she said was "Come on, come on..."

What a hassle. Xie Liuyi sighed, pinched Mammy Yan's collar, and was about to bring someone in, when suddenly he heard a full-fledged "stop" from the door.

She straightened up and saw a middle-aged man hurried over with a few nursing homes.

The middle-aged man was wearing a black brocade robe, with a black bottom and red round pattern jacket over his hood. Her hair seemed to have been cut with a knife, and the ends of her hair were neatly draped around her neck. With a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, he has a square face and a mustache, which makes him look serious.

The middle-aged man approached, saw Xie Liuyi's face under the tulle, a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he looked straight.

Xie Liuyi frowned. The man's sight made her feel uncomfortable, and her right hand unconsciously grasped the handle of the knife a few times.

It's a little itchy and I want to cut people.

Mother Yan suddenly got up from the ground, grabbed the middle-aged man's arm with both hands, hid behind him, pointed at Xie Liuyi, looking horrified, "Master, she is a monster, it's going to make people Take her down!"

Her actions made the middle-aged man wake up from a dream. He looked away and looked at Mammy Yan helplessly, unaware that he was almost cut off just now.

"Nanny, what are you making a fuss about? If you delay it any longer, you will miss the auspicious time. Let the bride in."

"No, she can't be called to worship, she is a monster and will harm the eldest brother!" Mammy Yan objected sharply, "Isn't there three more in the firewood room? That's it."

The sound of the iron hitting the bluestone plate attracted everyone's attention, "There's so much nonsense, please worship!"

Like a female bandit who robs her relatives.

"Waiting, worshiping!" Master Yan smiled politely, turned his head and glared sternly at Mammy Yan, then stepped aside and made an inviting gesture, "Come in, please. Tang is ready and waiting for the bride."

Xie Liuyi put the knife on his shoulder and strode into the gate of Yan Mansion with a red hijab.

From the gate, there is a red carpet all the way to the wedding hall, but no one needs to lead the way.

Xie Liuyi carried a big sword and walked like a tiger, with the plain yarn and red clothes swaying behind him, more like going to seek revenge than worshiping the church.

There was a maid at the door of Xitang holding a brightly colored rooster. Seeing Xie Liuyi coming over, she stepped forward to stuff the rooster into her arms.

This is the **** that Mrs. Yan told her to hold the church?

Xie Liuyi grabbed the wings and lifted the big rooster, threw it behind him, and entered the happy hall without looking back, leaving the sound of the chaos behind him far away.

The big **** fluttered in the air and landed precisely on the top of Yan's head.

Mother Yan screamed and slapped, the big **** was frightened, and kept scratching and stomping on top of her head while screaming. Master Yan impatiently called the nursing home to help drive it away.

The big **** made a lot of noise for a long time, and finally excreted it with a puff on the top of Yan Yan's head, then jumped down, and walked away arrogantly.

Xie Liuyi entered the hall, and there were seven people sitting on the chairs on either side. Seeing the attire of these people, Xie Liuyi knew it.

And these seven, five men and two women, all wore jackets.

These people really are players, so this Yan Mansion should be another copy.

As soon as Xie Liuyi came in, he was attracted by the man sitting in the first place wearing a camouflage jacket.

This man has sharp eyebrows, wheat-colored skin that adds a bit of masculinity, inch-long hair like steel needles on his head, deep eye sockets, and sharp eyes. See through life.

The first time she saw him, Xie Liuyi knew that this person had seen blood. His body was full of killing energy, and it was as cold as the cold wind of winter.

Xie Liuyi nodded politely at him, but the man didn't respond, just looked away like a falcon.

Master Yan led a group of people into the happy hall in a hurry, clasped his fists to accuse everyone in the hall, sat down on the high hall, beckoned, and came up behind A thin old man in a black melon rind hat.

The old man hunched over with a smile at the corners of his mouth, and even the wrinkles on his face seemed to be smiling. After greeting everyone with a fist, he stood behind Mr. Yan.

"The housekeeper," Mr. Yan tilted his head and shouted to the thin old man, "The auspicious time has come, let's start." Then he turned to Xie Liuyi, "The wedding was rushed, so let the housekeeper also serve as the emcee, this... miss Never mind."

Xie Liuyi put the big knife on his shoulders on the ground, put his hands on the handle of the knife, raised his chin noncommittally, and urged, "Hurry up."

Everyone in the hall focused on Xie Liuyi, Xie Liuyi stood on the spot, his fingers tapped the handle of the knife, his back was straight, like a poplar that would not bend in the wind, he didn't care at all Bye means.

The bride did not cooperate, and the wedding was stuck in the link of worshiping heaven and earth. In the awkward silence, Master Yan coughed and whispered to the housekeeper, "Go on."

The housekeeper shouted again: "Two worship the high hall—"

The voice just fell, and before Master Yan could speak, Xie Liuyi said to the housekeeper coldly, "Continue."

"This..." The housekeeper looked at Master Yan at a loss, and Master Yan turned his head and waved helplessly, "Continue."

The housekeeper hesitantly shouted: "Husband and wife... Farewell?"

Xie Liuyi still didn't move. The housekeeper no longer asked Master Yan for instructions, and continued to shout, "Send to the bridal chamber."

After performing this drama of a man's marriage and a woman's marriage alone, the housekeeper finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Xie Liuyi looked at him blankly, and through the red veil, his eyes still disgusted her. She raised the knife, held a knife flower, and threw it backhand. The blade rubbed Mr. Yan's foot and sank into the floor, leaving half of the blade left outside, vibrating and making a humming sound.

Master Yan froze in place.

"Is it alright?" She asked with a cold face and no expression.

"Yes, yes." Master Yan recovered from the shock, moved his feet quietly, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Xiaohong, take the eldest grandma to the wedding room. "

Xie Liuyi followed the maid named Xiaohong out of the happy hall and walked all the way to the backyard.

"Xiaohong." Xie Liuyi shouted.

The little girl who was leading the way in front of her heard her voice, she froze for a moment, did not look back, but walked faster, as if a ghost was chasing her.

Xie Liuyi:…

Am I so scary?

She had no choice but to speed up to keep up, without asking any more.

At this moment, the night is falling, and the red lanterns along the way reflect the deep house compound, which looks particularly gloomy.

Going further and further, bypassing a lotus pond, and finally reaching the yard of the young master. The night wind was blowing, and Tian Tian's lotus leaves rustled, making people think that someone was whispering under those leaves.

The courtyard door was closed, and the three words "Wind Lotus Courtyard" were engraved on the plaque at the front of the door.

Xiaohong pushed open the courtyard door and walked inside with Xie Liuyi. Compared with the lanterns in the front yard, the Fenghe Courtyard looks extraordinarily deserted. It was pitch dark inside, not a single lantern, and not a single servant.

Xiaohong pushed open the door of the west wing, turned around, lowered her head, and said with a trembling voice, "Eldest young lady...you...you live in this room." As if afraid that Xie Liuyi would get angry with her .

Xie Liuyi didn't mind which house he lived in, but he was just curious, "Why is there no one?"

Hearing this, the little red head pressed down even lower, "Big... the eldest young master is in his wife's yard, taking care of... recuperating."

Xie Liuyi wondered why an adult male would live in his mother's yard? And even if the eldest young master is not there, why is there no servant in the yard?

Thinking about this, she asked directly. Unexpectedly, when Xiaohong heard this question, she shivered like a husk, hurriedly squatted down, and said eagerly, "Young Mistress, please rest, the slaves are retiring."

Without waiting for Xie Liuyi to reply, she hurried out, more like being chased by ghosts than when she came.

Xie Liuyi stared at her back thoughtfully, is the whereabouts of the servants of Fengheyuan a taboo topic?

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