The favor of heaven, followed by all beasts, the abandoned daughter, she tortured the scum and becam

Back room.

The light beam in the sky gradually dimmed. At the same time, the woman in red on the bed suddenly opened her phoenix eyes and her red lips curled seductively.

Breakthrough to the first level of Great Spiritualist!

Yan Xuexian pressed her delicate jade fingers together, and the magic vines surrounding her were taken into her palms.

Night had fallen outside the house, and she wanted to find her mother's things before Yan Fuming came back.

"Xiao Hei!" Yan Xue's clear eyes were full of joy.

Unexpectedly, he didn't see that round and furry little black ball running to his feet.

"Little black?"

Yan Xue's beautiful eyebrows furrowed in doubt, and she summoned up the majestic spiritual energy around her, which covered the entire Yan family.

Xiao Hei was nowhere to be seen, but instead she saw two figures with evil intentions heading towards her.

"I told it to guard the back room, but where could this stupid bird go?" Yan Xue frowned and sighed.

Let's wait until she solves those two little troubles and then find it through the contract.

Suddenly.

"Oh!"

The door to the back room was violently broken open.

Yan Xue used the magic vine to jump to the beam, and used the invisibility charm to hide her figure. Her eyes were filled with the cold air and stared at the visitor.

"It's strange, she did break through in the back room. Why is there no one there?" He Ye walked into the house first, searching around with doubtful eyes.

Behind her was a middle-aged man in black robes. He was the assassin hired by Yan Lanzhu, and he was visually estimated to be the eighth level Great Spiritual Master.

The man in black robe spoke, his voice hoarse as if burned by fire, "I can feel the aura in the house, she shouldn't have gone far yet."

He Ye said angrily: "Why didn't you tell me earlier! If we can't kill that trash today, neither you nor I will be able to live well! Why don't you go find it!"

The black-robed man complained in his heart, and used his spiritual energy to detect the surroundings, trying his best to track the whereabouts of that spiritual energy.

Suddenly.

He noticed the sinister killing intent coming from above his head.

Before he had time to react, a sword energy wrapped in spiritual energy slashed across his neck, leaving a slender line of blood.

The black-robed man's eyes widened angrily, his mouth opened wide in surprise, and he said in disbelief: "How is this possible... You are obviously only a first-level Great Spiritualist!"

Immediately, he fell back heavily and died with his eyes open.

A bright red figure gradually appeared in the void next to him. Yan Xuefeng's eyes suddenly revealed murderous intent, and the corner of his mouth pursed into a smile that was not a smile.

She swung the sword and threw the blood on He Ye's face, staring at He Ye with a pair of cold eyes.

"it's your turn."

He Ye's face was ashen with fright, and her voice was solemn, "Wait... Yan Xue, you can't kill me. If you kill me, Miss Lanzhu will definitely not let you go!"

"You are just a slave of the Yan family, and I am the young lady of the Yan family. Who gave you the courage to talk to your master like this?" Yan Xue's tone was still unruly, and the tip of the sword was pressed against He Ye's neck.

Killing her was so easy. But this was too cheap for her, and a better idea came to Yan Xue's mind.

Yan Xueyan smiled and put away her sword, "But it's not like I can't let you go."

"Thank you, Master, thank you Master!" He Ye smiled as if he had survived the disaster and kowtowed three times to Yan Xue.

She secretly clenched her fists, keeping this shame in her heart.

Kill the killer sent by Miss Lanzhu, and wait for her to go back and add jealousy, Miss Lanzhu will definitely become furious.

That's when this waste will die!

The evil and pleasure that flashed through He Ye's eyes did not escape Yan Xue's eyes.

The smile in Yan Xue's eyes was meaningful, "Where did Yan Lanzhu go?"

"Miss Lanzhu went to see Mr. Yu." He Ye lowered her head and whispered.

"Just right," Yan Xue held up the sword, her eyes filled with cold hatred, "I'll kill you first and then kill her."

"No! You promised not to kill me!" He Ye stepped back in fear, and finally fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Yan Xue smiled charmingly, "I don't seem to have promised you anything."

He Ye suddenly realized it, but it was too late, so he could only curse her hoarsely, "Trash! You bitch! How dare you deceive me, I will never let you go..."

"boom!"

The back of the neck was hit hard by the hilt of the sword, and He Ye fell down like a kite with its string broken, completely losing consciousness.

"It's really noisy." Yan Xue glanced at her with disgust. After taking back the Ningbing Sword, he turned over his hand and summoned the magic vine, "Go and tie her up."

The tip of the magic vine swayed slightly, but he actually understood her words, reluctantly came to He Ye's side, tied her up and handed her into the master's hands.

Yan Xueling's thoughts moved slightly, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already teleported to the roof of Yu's house.

The sounds of Yu Siyuan and Yan Lanzhu talking could be heard under the eaves.

Yan Xue's eyes focused on spiritual power and looked into the house. Her sight penetrated the thick tiles and saw the man and woman embracing each other in the house.

Yan Lanzhu's head was next to Yu Siyuan's shoulder. He looked frail and his voice was delicate.

"Siyuan, Master Yu still refuses to agree to my engagement with you? That day was just an accident. I promise that that trash will never appear in front of us again."

Yu Siyuan remained silent and stepped away from her, "Uncle, he refuses to nod, and there's nothing I can do about it."

"Is there nothing you can do, or do you just not care about me?"

Yan Lanzhu was furious, and his delicate eyebrows were on fire, "You have been like this since you came back from the Flame Forest. Are you still thinking about that trash!"

"Yan Lanzhu, how can you say that to me?" Yu Siyuan's face turned red and pale, and he said conspiratorially, "If I cared about her, would I still marry you? Would I still see you now?"

Yu Siyuan pushed her down on the bed and walked out angrily.

Suddenly, a pair of delicate arms hugged his waist from behind.

"Siyuan, I'm just too scared..." Yan Lanzhu relented, his voice filled with a hint of crying.

Yu Siyuan sighed sadly, turned around and hugged her. Yan Lanzhu's little face leaned on his generous chest, but her eyes were full of cold jealousy.

"Boom boom boom!"

A sudden knock on the door scared the two of them and separated them instantly.

Yu Siyuan straightened his clothes and asked calmly: "What's the matter?"

"The master of the house calls you to the main hall." The voice outside the door was indistinguishable from male to female.

Yu Siyuan frowned slightly. In his impression, it seemed that no new servants had been recruited recently.

Yan Lanzhu blushed, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and couldn't help but urge: "This is a good opportunity. If you say a few nice things to me in front of the head of the family, maybe he will agree to our marriage."

"I'm afraid..." Yu Siyuan looked confused.

"Siyuan, I really want to be with you." Yan Lanzhu burst into tears, crying so hard.

Yu Siyuan hurriedly hugged her into his arms and comforted her softly, "Okay, you know I can't stand you like this. I'll come back as soon as I go, and you can wait here for me."

"Yeah." Yan Lanzhu nodded slightly.