Among the antique houses, there are small bridges, flowing water, and many rockeries.
Behind the rockery, several men who looked like servants were gathered around, punching and kicking the dying woman lying on the ground.
Next to her, Xia Huiyun stretched out her hand to straighten her beaded hairpin and temples. With her other hand, she held up an oil-paper umbrella to block the somewhat harsh sun. She was wearing a jingle ring on her body, showing off her ladylike demeanor with every move of her hands and feet.
Ran glanced sideways at the motionless woman on the ground. There was no trace of pity in her eyes, but full of cruelty: "Hit me, keep beating me, beat me to death!"
"Miss, if you beat me again, you will really be beaten to death. It will be hard for you to explain to the second master when he comes back!"
One of the servants just felt that looking at the bloody little face on the ground, the hand he waved down was trembling in mid-air.
If a good person is beaten to look like this, even if he is lucky enough to survive, he will be disabled for life. Isn't this an evil act?
"Huh, if you die, you will die. Second uncle has so many daughters, why would he embarrass me, the eldest daughter of the Xia family, for such a loser?"
Xia Huiyun snorted coldly, pushed the servant who tried to dissuade her to the side, stepped forward and touched the woman's body again.
The woman on the ground was covered in blood, and her little face was stained with blood. She lay motionless on the ground, like a fish on a chopping board that was being slaughtered.
"Oh, he is really dead, so I have done a good deed and cleared the door for the Xia family."
Not only did Xia Huiyun not show any panic, she actually sneered disdainfully.
A bastard who was left behind by her second uncle wants to enter the Xia family and be on an equal footing with her, to be called Miss Ninth?
Phew, she deserves it too!
The five spirits have mixed attributes, cannot gather Qi, cannot practice, and living is a waste of food, which is simply a discredit to the Xia family!
It would be fine if she was content, but she went out of her way to provoke Young Master Lin. Did she think she was really the ninth Miss of the Xia family?
"Drag her out and throw her into the forest. I want her to be torn into pieces by those monsters, and not even a bit of bone will be left..."
The word "left" was still in his throat, and his wide eyes looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. Su's hand shook, and the oil-paper umbrella rolled to the ground.
A drop of blood snaked down the cheek of the woman who was originally lying on the ground, and landed on an inconspicuous ebony bead on her chest.
Suddenly, thousands of silver lights burst out from the bead, illuminating the land more dazzlingly than the golden sunshine.
Those tightly closed eyes opened with a snap, and the original cowardice had been replaced by a strong murderous aura.
The arrogance was as cold as a gust of frost passing by, making people shiver all over.
Xia Huiyun was stunned for a moment, then she put away her shock, stretched out her foot and kicked her viciously: "Xia Chuyi, you'd better give me some time to calm down!"
However, the foot that was kicked out could not be regained. The small hand, which was as thin as firewood, did not know where the strength came from, and suddenly grabbed Xia Huiyun's ankle, and she could not break free no matter what.
Xia Chuyi's indifferent eyes fell on Xia Huiyun's face, and her small eyebrows frowned slightly in displeasure: "You are too presumptuous."
At the same time as he spoke, he exerted a little force on his hand, and heard a "click" sound. Xia Huiyun's scream and the sound of broken bones sounded at the same time.