Once upon a time there was a poor little girl [Quick Transmigration]

"Are you going to sing for others again?"

Fu Qing stared at Fu Li with wide eyes, her black and white eyes were full of disbelief.

Fu Li trembled, "Ah Qing, it's not what you think."

"It's not like that! Then what do you think?" Fu Qing's expression became agitated, and the clear and pleasant voice was only hysterical, "You clearly promised me that you would never open your mouth or touch those things in your life!"

Fu Li opened his mouth, wanting to explain.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he stopped again. Could it be that he told Fu Qing that he spoke again without telling him that he wanted to get the young master's attention?

With his eyes slightly closed, he couldn't speak.

In the courtyard, Shang Yun was the two who suddenly and inexplicably had an argument.Since he found out that Fu Li was the little opera singer yesterday, the master who wanted to seal the mansion must still be in the mansion, and the person he was looking for must also be in the mansion!

Shang Yun looked at the guards around him who were staring at him, his lips were pursed into a straight line, and his eyes were cold and stern.

The steward also looked cautious, seeing that the sword in Shang Yun's hand had slowly cut a line of blood on the boy's neck, his fat body couldn't help tensing up, and the index and middle fingers of his left hand moved slightly, and the guards all clenched their fists and went up.

"Ah."

With a sneer, Shang Yun raised the long sword in his hand, but threw the shivering boy aside.Before he was sure whether the person who sealed the mansion was good or bad for the person he was looking for, he would not be cruel to the people in front of him.

Although the guards were bare-handed, they had a set of tiger fists that were powerful and aggressive, and their cooperation was extremely tacit.Standing in the very center, Shang Yun was instantly surrounded by fist winds from all directions.

The gesture was turned, and the long sword sang slightly, making a clear sound.Shang Yun's expression was normal, he only took a step back, and at a speed that is difficult for ordinary people to see with the naked eye, he just used the scabbard in his left hand to block the fist that was attacking the center of his face, while the right hand holding the sword was behind his back. After arriving behind, there is no move.

The fighting in the courtyard obviously attracted everyone's attention, Fu Qing firmly held Fu Li's arm with both hands, his eyes were flushed but he finally temporarily focused his attention on the man who was one against ten.He looked at the man's posture of being besieged, but suddenly murmured, "It's so familiar... I don't think I've seen that man's skill before?"

"..." Fu Li suddenly turned his head to look behind him.

Chu Yang froze in place, but his calm face was full of shock at this moment.

"How could it be..." He murmured in a low voice, then shook his head and looked at the courtyard firmly, his fists clenched tightly, and there were waves of waves in his indifferent eyes, every word on his lips seemed to shudder from biting, "Chu! Home! Sword! Law!"

The furious guards attacked Shang Yun who was holding a scabbard.But Shang Yun obviously didn't pay attention to the people in front of him. He blocked the attacking fist with the scabbard in his hand, his eyes were burning.

However, after three moves, the three people in the nursing home were inexplicably hit at the vital joints and fell to the ground.

The situation became critical for the steward, and he gritted his teeth. The steward turned to look at the three people who were still standing not far away, and hurriedly said to the remaining two nursing homes who did not participate, "The situation is critical, you Quickly take the three young masters away from here, and then quickly go to the main courtyard and report this matter to the young master Gu Yue next to you!"

"Yes!"

Seeing the two guards quickly approaching him, Fu Li and Fu Qing's expressions tightened.

Beside them, Chu Yang stretched out his hand to hold the saber at his waist, and took a step forward.

"No!" A white hand stopped Chu Yang's hand covering the sword.

Chu Yang raised his eyes, but it was Fu Li's faintly pale but persistent and worried face.

But at this time, in the courtyard, a cry of exclamation flashed across, and the shining long sword touched the neck of a person again. The restraining steward had no choice but to stop the offensive of his subordinates.

"I want to see your master." Shang Yun said to the steward.

The steward kept his mouth tightly shut, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, his face was pale but he didn't speak.

Shang Yun looked at him, a killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"No, I'll go save the steward." His eyes fell on the strangely dressed man, Chu Yang blocked the guard who was about to take them away, and his hand holding the saber tightened for a moment.

"You can't beat him!" Fu Li grabbed him.

Chu Yang paused, but suddenly heard Fu Qing, who hadn't made a sound for a long time, exclaimed, "God..."

how?

Chu Yang raised his head and looked towards the courtyard, only to see that the steward who was held hostage by the strange man was suddenly intercepted by another black figure with lightning speed.

That is……

The man in a black robe put aside the terrified steward, and an expressionless and indifferent face immediately came into everyone's sight——

"General!"

Facing those indifferent eyes as deep and dark as night, Shang Yun's throat tightened, and his eyes turned red instantly.