Qingyi

As the head of the branch of the Dadi Hakka family, Maca stayed on Meteor Street to look for potential children, and it was her mission to cultivate fresh blood of the Dadi Hakka family.So, the only ones going on the road together were Yi Ermi and Qing Yi, um, and Ke Te.However, because Curt couldn't speak well yet, the atmosphere was a bit dull along the way.

"Here we are." Yi Ermi walked out of the airship first, and Qingyi hugged Curt and followed behind him. When she looked up, her foothold was not in front of the door of the Hakka house. It's just a door of trials.There are 7 gates of trials, totaling 256 tons.Only by pushing open the door of trial and walking into the guests who beat the enemy Hakka, will they not be attacked by Sanmao.

"Huh?" What does that mean?Qingyi raised her eyebrows and looked at him, with such a message clearly written in her eyes.

Yi Ermi ignored Qingyi's doubts, but jumped forward, as if she wanted to fly in directly from the gate.Yi Ermi slammed twice, exerting light force on her toes, but it didn't take much effort to stand on the top of the gate, leaning over to look at Qingyi.

Qingyi smiled strangely, shrugged her shoulders, and carefully tucked in Curt's clothes before looking up. At this moment, a gust of wind from the plains lifted her firmly to the top of the door.

Yi Ermi's eyes were like inorganic black gemstones, and the halo flew half a circle, without saying anything, but still turned around, kicked out, and after a few strokes, his figure disappeared into the vast forest.

The feeling of being condescending is indeed good, Qingyi looked around, the two sides separated by the tall gate.On one side is a tourist destination full of people coming and going, and on the other side is the dense jungle and the lonely killer's house.But, Yi Ermi, I really didn't offend you, did I?Qingyi raised her hand and brushed away the sharp claws that were close at hand. Sanmao's huge body was hit by this seemingly powerless attack, and she fell to the ground with a "bang", and a large tree was crushed to pieces in an instant.

"Huh?" Qing Yi jumped off the top of the door and sat on San Mao's head.Feeling that the enemy he was about to defeat was showing off his power above his head, Sanmao let out a roar, and ran quickly, scurrying around in the forest, trying to throw Qingyi off.

With a slight force from his hands, Qing Yi continued to sit on a sideline, lazily, watching San Mao being crushed by her body so that she fell to the ground, covered her lips and giggled.

Although Sanmao was full of satisfaction and reluctance, he could only whine and beg for mercy. It always felt that his dog's life would be handed over here, and a powerful force lingered around here.

"Yeah, good boy." Qingyi withdrew her strength, but lightly stroked Sanmao's smooth fur.Suddenly, she withdrew her hand, with a pensive expression, and she didn't know what she thought of.

"Sister...sister...?" Curt spoke in a low voice, breaking the spell of loneliness, and the childish voice was full of waxy taste.

"Ah, Curt, be good." Qingyi hugged the child in her arms tighter, and changed the position by the way so that he could lie down more comfortably. "Let's go, take me to beat up the enemy's main house." Qingyi patted the "pet" under her body and ordered.

"Well." Sanmao roared in a low voice, as if in response to the order, he lowered his head and ran quickly, but this time it was extremely smooth.

Killing people is really profitable. Although Sanmao has been running desperately, it still took a long time to reach the main house.It may be that they have already said hello, and no one came to stop them on the way forward.So, is Sanmao just a small stumbling block?What is the purpose of Irmy?Qingyi couldn't understand his thoughts at all, and really wanted to pry his head open to see what was inside.

"Miss, welcome to the Dadi Hakka." Standing in front of the door, Wu Tong, the housekeeper, bowed politely, not at all surprised by Qing Yi who was still sitting on San Mao.

Inside the house, the long passage inevitably creates a sense of oppression, and the faint lights are not bright, which makes people feel even worse.Qingyi followed Wutong for a while before she could see the bright hall, the gorgeous decorations, the high roof, everything was so magnificent, it felt like it was hard to think of the word killer.

Seeing the maid walking over, Qingyi handed Curt over with some pity, and watched him being taken away with some nostalgia.

Curt opened his eyes in confusion, rubbed his tender little hands over them, and then opened them wider, only then was he sure that the person holding him was not the person he thought he was.Curt struggled in the maid's arms, but how could a child who was only about one year old have strength?Just when everyone was thinking this way, a sudden change occurred, and the maid was bounced away by an invisible force. Even if she was not an exclusive member of the combat department, the maid who beat the enemy Hakka was not weak.

When Qing Yi saw that the power wrapped around Ke Te seemed to be her own Qi, she didn't move, she tilted her head in doubt.Seeing this situation, Ki Qiu was very interested, but he was the first to rush forward and hugged Curt.Probably connected by blood, Ke Te calmed down, but still looked innocently at Qing Yi with his wide eyes open.Qing Yi didn't move, watching him being carried by Ji Qiu and leaving the living room.

"The one who beat the enemy... Patriarch?" Curt was no longer visible, Qing Yi turned around and smiled slightly, facing the man with silver curly hair, it was Xiba Beating the Enemy.

"Glad to see you, Miss Qingyi, I'm Shiba? Beat the enemy, and I'm also very happy to invite you to beat the enemy."

The two are very happy, are they really happy?No one knows, but seeing the dazzling girl in front of her smile, it seems that the whole world has become wonderful.The grievances accumulated by the Hakkas who beat the enemy from generation to generation dissipated instantly with this smile and went to heaven.Xiba hid the shock in his eyes, but when he looked straight ahead, he was a little less calm. This kind of thing, everyone can still see it.

"Invitation? No. I want to come by myself." Qingyi looked around, and spoke with the arrogance of a queen, ignoring the murderous intent of the crowd, just overturning the gentle atmosphere built by Xiba.

Originally, he wanted to provoke Shiba on purpose, but it didn't seem to have any effect. Shiba laughed, with the aura of a superior, he stood up, raised his hand to stop everyone's murderous aura, and calmly moved towards Qing Yi walked over.

"Very good, young girl. Are you interested in being my wife who beat up the Hakkas?" Qingyi had an inexplicable smile on her lips, watching Xiba approaching, and then, she heard such a sentence...