Lan Xin was thrown to pieces, but as soon as she saw Huo Lian's shoes, she recognized that this was the young master she had longed for, and she immediately rushed forward to hug Huo Lian's thigh.
Huo Lian is a cultivator after all, and his thighs are not easy to hold. Lan Xin just dodged and threw herself to the ground, causing her nose to bleed.
Huo Lian frowned and took a step back with a hint of disgust. After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't see who the servant in front of him was... Well, in fact, even with his usual appearance, he probably couldn't name the Huo family. The family is big and the business is big, and there are countless servants. Although he is not the head of the family in name, but in power, it would be good if the servants in his yard recognize him.
And this man is not even in the main house, but a servant placed in another courtyard. He cannot see him even once a year, so how can he remember it?
“Why did you poison Miss Chen?” Huo Lian asked loudly.
The question of who she is is actually not important to him at all. He has no intention of asking who a servant is, especially when this servant is almost dying.
As a servant, he poisoned his master's guests, and he was not beaten to death on the spot because Cen Li chased them politely.
Cen Lichui crossed his arms and found a place to sit down, but glanced at Changgui from the corner of his eye.
This kid runs pretty fast. Chen Muxue likes to watch the fun so much that she calls the children out to watch the show for her?
However, he always felt that the scene of Chang Gui and Huo Lian standing there was a bit strange for some reason.
"Young Master, this servant is Lan Xin!" Lan Xin cried with a nose full of snot... nose bleeds and tears. However, she shouted too much last night, and now her voice is as good as Donald Duck's. Plus, she shouted too much last night. The picture of a mosquito-bitten face that looks like a pig's head is really very impactful.
When Huo Lian heard Lan Xin's name, he felt it sounded familiar for a moment, but he couldn't remember it.
Hearing the word "witch", Huo Lian remembered: "So it's you."
"Young Master, have you remembered my slave?" Lan Xin's eyes lit up.
"I gave you a chance, but you failed me again and again." Huo Lian's voice and expression both turned cold. "As the saying goes, nothing can last but three..."
"I understand, slave... I will definitely not do it again next time!" Lan Xin quickly kowtowed to Huo Lian, but there was viciousness in her eyes.
The eldest young master was so deeply deceived by the witch that he was still speaking for her. It seems that she still has to find a way...
"I believe you have a way to ensure that you won't do it again." Huo Lian said, his usual warm smile returning to his face.
Cen Li frowned after hearing this, should he let her go? He then raised his eyes to look at Huo Lian, only to see Huo Lian take two steps back with a smile.
Lan Xin had already begun to think about **** Chen Muxue, the witch, when she heard a voice above her head calmly: "Pull it down."
For some reason, Lan Xin trembled all over. Sure enough, before she could react, someone quickly rushed up, grabbed her and dragged her out.
“Young Master?!”
Huo Lian didn't even bother to look at her: "The only thing that can guarantee that there will never be another time is the dead. Seeing that you are so thin and Miss Chen is safe and sound, I will not pursue you too much." Miss Chen has poisoned her. Let’s kill her with a stick.”
Lan Xin’s mouth was covered and she was dragged to nowhere, but the sound of sticks hitting bones and flesh could be clearly heard.Soon, the sound turned into silence.