There was a time, Hua Yi has always thought that he is a maid in the manor, because the owner’s wife and daughter like to call her to work, Mrs. Liang even called her “Hua Yi girl”. When she figured out her own identity, secretly sigh, a table of three thousand miles, not to mention that this is a distant cousin uncle, naturally, no one treats her, probably in the eyes of the owner of the family, she is a freeloader.
So Hua Yi these two years are wandering outside, if not a few days ago was difficult, was beaten half dead, she will not go back to Honghua Mountain Manor; if not Honghua Mountain Manor use her, but also will not find her back, but also spent a lot of rare medicinal herbs to heal her.
Now even if the front is a pit of fire, Hua Yi does not jump also someone pushed her to jump, who told her to be fed the soft tendon loose, want to run also can not run away?
The maiden smoothed the corners of Hua Yi’s coat for her and helped her out the door.
It’s really true to say that it’s like forcing someone to jump into a fire pit. Welcome team all full of fierce face, carrying a knife and sword, a door kicked the pavilion’s attitude, the leader of the team is to wear clouds teach two Rakshasa, a dark skin, seven feet tall, big waist, wearing a string of skull necklaces on the neck, the left ear is also hung with a small skull, shoulder carrying a heavy seventy-two pounds of the knife; the other dress up quite normal, just a scar from the right eyebrow to the corner of the mouth, looks particularly hideous! Horrible.
The two Rakshasas stood in front of the manor, their faces were quite impatient, the scarred Rakshasa wiped his sword, looked at Liang Muping at the entrance of the manor, and lightly said, “After delaying for so long, I see that the master of the manor of Liang has no sincerity whatsoever, so why don’t I sacrifice the sword with the blood of the old madam Liang.”
Said also licked his lips, bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.
Liang Muping hurriedly said, “Immediately, the two of you are at ease.”
Between words Liang Huayi has been helped out, Liang Muping did not rush to let the maid help people on the sedan chair, but asked: “Where is my mother?”
The black-faced Rakshasa crossed his face, “Is this really Miss Liang?”
Liang Muping’s face did not change, and he said aloud, “The second miss of Honghua Mountain Manor, Liang Huayi.”
The Scarred Rakshasa winked at the congregation behind him, and the congregation pulled out a woman tied up with five flowers at the back of the crowd and threw her directly over. The two Rakshasa jumped to a sedan chair, standing on the left and right, each sending out a palm, and the sedan chair flew over with a “whoosh” sound.
Flowers Yat on the wide-eyed look at the sedan chair flying over, damn, can not brake the car how to do?
Fortunately, the sedan chair in time to stop, in front of her Kansan stop, if Hua Yi can free hand, will have to beat the heart, mama, scared to death.
Then look at the side of the maids, also all pale face;
The two Rakshasas, still looking fierce, said in unison, “Please ask Miss Liang to get into the sedan chair.”
The maids quickly stuffed Hua Yi into the sedan chair, indeed they did, the action was as fast as sending the God of Plague.
Hua Yi was carried away like this, even though there were thousands of unwillingness in her heart, she couldn’t resist the strength of the Soft Tendon Powder.
Through the clouds teach the congregation of martial arts, carrying the sedan chair is still as fast as flying, Hua Yi opened the sedan chair curtains only to see the rear of the scene is far away, secretly exclaimed: small car, meat of the small car, running smooth and fast, but also do not eat the oil.
This kind of speed traveling, night rest only two hours, flowers in two days after the sunset arrived at the headquarters of the wear cloud religion. He was twilight, the evening wind through the leaves, the sound of rustling, Hua Yi followed the two Rakshasa pick up the steps, and suddenly heard a zither echoed in the halls between, sometimes as exciting as the river running, sometimes as low as the cry of the ghosts of the dark night, sometimes clanging as the sheaths of the swords, and then Cersei, such as the miles of snow, the only thing that remains unchanged is that: there is a murderous atmosphere.
Hua Yi left around the right, the sound of the piano heard more and more clearly, to be turned two feet high cliff rock, is an open space, in the middle of the kneeling two people, hanging head, Hua Yi can not see their faces, but saw the person playing the piano.
Man sitting on the cliff, the wind outside the cliff blowing over, lifting his black hair flying, the body of the pure black robe also slightly trembling, robe edge and cuffs embroidered with a small amount of gold cloud pattern, his face with a silver mask, has been covered to the bottom of the nose, only to reveal the thin lips and beautiful lines of the jaw.