At the beginning of Niujia Village, my sister-in-law and I depended on each other.

Mantuo Villa
In the spacious and elegant hall, the windows are clean and the lights are bright.

In the hall, a beautiful woman with an elegant temperament was sitting lazily at the sandalwood table.

She was wearing a gorgeous goose yellow silk shirt and her lush hair was combed into a bun, which made her skin look as white as snow and made her look even more elegant and noble.

The person is none other than the current hostess of Mantuo Villa - Madam Wang, Li Qingluo.

Outside the hall, heavy rain was falling, and the sound continued unabated, disturbing Li Qingluo's mind.

She gently supported her head with her left hand, her slender fingers slightly bent, seemingly casually resting on her forehead, her almond-shaped eyes half-closed, with a dazed look in her eyes, immersed in her own thoughts.

After a long time——

The sound of hurried footsteps on water was heard in the rain, followed by a group of old women and maids wearing straw raincoats and hats, holding knives and swords, walking quickly.

After entering the hall, everyone put down their swords and knelt before the hall, without even taking off their wet hats, and said respectfully:
"lady!"

Li Qingluo glanced at him lightly, and said in a rather cold tone:

"What about the little bitch?"

There was silence in the hall.

When Li Qingluo saw this, her expression suddenly turned ugly.

The old woman in the lead took off her bamboo hat, revealing her white hair, and clasped her fists and said:
"Madam, I was stabbed and fell into the lake. It was raining heavily outside and it was dark. I searched everywhere but couldn't find the body."

The fat old woman with a face full of flesh on the side took over the conversation, clasped her fists and grinned:
"Madam, don't worry. The little bitch was seriously injured. She fell into the water in the middle of the lake, far from the shore. It's raining so hard outside tonight. The little bitch is dead this time..."

"boom!"

Before she could finish, Li Qingluo suddenly picked up the tea bowl on the table and smashed it, and tea and porcelain pieces splashed all over the floor.

She stood up suddenly, her almond eyes glaring, pointing at everyone in the hall and cursing:

"A bunch of rubbish! I want to see you alive or dead. You can't even catch a little girl. What's the point of me raising you!"

As she cursed, her chest heaved with anger, and the plump breasts wrapped in the pink collar trembled as if they were about to burst out.

Just as he was about to smash the vase on the table in anger, he suddenly heard footsteps and a soft voice from the eaves:

"Mother, did Granny Rui and Granny Ping make you angry again?"

Hearing the voice, Li Qingluo quickly put down the vase, the anger on her face disappeared, and she returned to her previous graceful and dignified appearance.

next moment,
A young girl in a lotus-colored gauze shirt walked in. She looked 90% similar to Li Qingluo, dignified yet childish.

There was a maid following behind her, with her head slightly lowered, not daring to look at Li Qingluo.

"Miss!"

Led by Grandma Rui and Grandma Ping, a group of maids bowed to the girl.

Li Qingluo straightened her chest, walked slowly to the young lady, took the girl's hand, frowned slightly and said, "It's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet, Yan'er?"

The girl's eyes showed a trace of worry, and she whispered, "My daughter heard from Xiao Ming that there are assassins in the village, and she wants to come and see mother."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingluo immediately glared at the maid behind the girl and said with a stern face:

"What assassin? He's nothing but a greedy little thief. If you dare to gossip in front of the young lady next time, I will cut off your tongue!"

The maid shrank her head, her face pale with fear.

Li Qingluo snorted, let go of the girl's hand, and said with some pampering in her tone:

"It's getting late, go back and get some rest, mom is going to sleep too."

The girl didn't say anything. She glanced at her mother, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Li Qingluo looked suspiciously at the girl's face and asked:
"Is something wrong?"

Hearing this, the girl lowered her head slightly, a blush rose on her fair and delicate cheeks, and she whispered:
"My daughter wants to go to Chanhe Village to visit her aunt. Please allow me, mother."

Li Qingluo was stunned and almost jumped up and shouted: "No!!"

"Why?" The girl raised her head, looking aggrieved, and asked anxiously:
"My aunt is not in good health. Last time, Ah Zhu said that she couldn't get out of bed. My daughter is her niece. Why don't you go and visit her?"

"Anyway, you are not allowed to go!" Perhaps remembering something hateful, Li Qingluo gritted her teeth and said angrily:
"It would be better if that old bitch died. This is retribution for gossiping!"

Tears rolled down the girl's eyes. She asked stubbornly, "She is my father's biological sister. Why do you hate her so much?"

She mustered up the courage to say this, but as soon as she said it, her heart started pounding.

"Are you looking at your aunt or your cousin? Who are you hiding these thoughts from?"

Li Qingluo sneered, her eyes full of mockery as she glanced at the girl's face a few times.

The girl was both ashamed and angry, but hearing the cold tone of her mother's voice, she did not dare to retort for a moment. She bit her lip and started crying.

Li Qingluo's tense face relaxed immediately, and her tone softened as she said:

"Mother, this is all for your own good. The Murong family is obsessed with the endless dream of restoring their country, and sooner or later they will have to pay the price."

"There are too many bad people in the world, and their hearts are evil. You are a girl, so you should not go out. Don't see... don't see..."

As she was speaking, Li Qingluo's pupils suddenly shrank, and her pair of almond-shaped eyes stared blankly outside the hall, wide open.

"what!"

She screamed with fear, her feet slipped and she fell to the ground.

"lady!"

"lady!"

Grandma Rui, Grandma Ping and a group of maids hurriedly stood up and surrounded them.

The girl didn't understand what was going on, so she didn't care about being sad. She quickly squatted down and helped him:
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"Ghost! There's a ghost outside!" Li Qingluo pointed outside the hall with trembling hands, buried her head in her daughter's arms, and said in a trembling voice: "They are coming to find me! They are coming to find me!"

"Who? Come out!"

Granny Ping shouted sternly.

Her belly was protruding and she was very fat, as if she was seven or eight months pregnant.

In addition, his voice is rough and his face is full of flesh, even ghosts would be afraid of him.

Just as everyone was on high alert, a figure slowly walked out from the heavy rain.

The black clothes were barely noticeable in the rainy night. If you didn't look closely, it seemed as if there was only a calm, fair face floating in the night. It was Niu Dingtian who had just arrived at Mantuo Villa.

"Mother, it's a human, not a ghost."

The girl's tense body relaxed immediately and she whispered to Li Qingluo.

This was the first time she met a strange man other than her cousin, and her eyes, still filled with tears, showed a hint of curiosity.

Walk into the hall.

Niu Dingtian looked inside and saw camellias of various colors placed on the four square tables, competing for beauty and emitting a subtle fragrance.

He glanced at the girl, his eyes fell on the plump and beautiful woman in the girl's arms, and said apologetically: "I disturbed you so late at night, I didn't expect to scare you, madam, please forgive me."

Li Qingluo was filled with hatred in her heart. This damn wild man had caused her to look so ugly!
Without any hesitation, Li Qingluo's pretty face showed a murderous look, her almond-shaped eyes stared at Niu Dingtian, and she gritted her teeth and said:
"Chop off your feet, dig out your eyes, cut off your tongue, and throw you out to be fertilizer for your flowers!"

"Mother!"

The girl hurriedly pulled Li Qingluo's sleeve, trying to persuade her.

"Shut up!"

Li Qingluo glared at him.

"She is indeed a rude woman." Niu Dingtian couldn't help but sigh.

As soon as these words came out, Li Qingluo's murderous eyes and Granny Ping's bloody double knives slashed at him at the same time. Niu Dingtian moved his feet lightly, dodging and saying, "I came here just to borrow a bottle of golden wound medicine from Madam, but when I take action, it will be more than just golden wound medicine."

Seeing that Granny Ping's three strikes didn't even touch the edge of her clothes, Li Qingluo's face darkened and she shouted to those around her:
"What are you doing standing still?"

"Chop this wild man up for me!"

"Attack!" Grandma Rui did not dare to hesitate. She shouted loudly and attacked at the same time with a dozen sword-wielding maids.

Niu Dingtian's eyes turned slightly cold, he drew out the Shura Sword, rushed forward, and chopped down anyone he met.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

As the blue light flashed, three deafening sounds were heard, blood splattered, and three broken swords shot past Li Qingluo's cheek.

The young girl at the side exclaimed, "Grandma Ping, be careful! He is using the Shaolin Sword Technique, which is fierce, accurate and powerful, and every move is an offensive move!"

Just as she finished speaking, there was a scream from the crowd, and the two swords in Granny Ping's hands fell to the ground with a clang.

Just as Granny Rui was about to attack, she saw a blue light coming straight down at her face. She was about to raise her knife to block it, but she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen and her body flew backwards in an instant.

At this moment, looking at the four corpses on the ground and Grandma Rui groaning weakly in the distance, no one dared to step forward.

Niu Dingtian slowly sheathed his sword, glanced at the pale-faced Li Qingluo, and then his eyes fell on the girl beside him and asked:
"Your name is Wang Yuyan?"

The girl nodded blankly, seeming still shocked by the swift and powerful sword skills just now.

"Her smile is sweet and gentle, as beautiful as a fairy. Wonderful, wonderful!" Niu Dingtian couldn't help but praise with a smile.

Then, he looked away from the girl's blushing face and looked at the more charming Li Qingluo beside him. He smiled gently and said:
"Madam, do you still remember what you said just now?"

"what?"

Li Qingluo was stunned.

He gently raised his left hand, with his slender fingers slightly bent, and placed weakly on his forehead, as if he was trying hard to recall something.

After thinking for a long time, she suddenly realized something, looked at Niu Dingtian, and said with a charming smile:

"Young master, do you want to borrow the gold sore medicine?"

She just sat on the ground, her goose yellow silk shirt spread out like blooming petals, with pink stamens and snow-white centers in the middle.

Niu Dingtian's eyes twitched, he gently looked away and said calmly:

"The best medicine for wounds, immediately."

Li Qingluo smiled, looked at Grandma Rui who had recovered from the shock in the distance, winked at her quietly, coughed lightly, and instructed:
"Why don't you go get it? Give this young master the golden wound medicine that Daddy sent this year."

Grandma Rui didn't dare to delay and staggered away. After a while, she took out a blue porcelain bottle and handed it to Niu Dingtian.

"Daddy?"

Niu Dingtian stared at the porcelain bottle in his hand and talked to himself.

He opened the bottle stopper, slowly moved closer, sniffed it, and then walked towards Li Qingluo with an expressionless face.

Li Qingluo was shocked and said quickly:
"I got the wrong one! I got the wrong one!"

Then he shouted at Grandma Rui: "Who asked you to take this thing out?"

Having said that, he hurriedly stood up, took small steps and disappeared in a flash.

After a while, she brought a white porcelain bottle to Niu Dingtian, with a proud look on her beautiful face, and said:
"This is the best wound medicine in Mantuo Villa. There are many wound medicines in the world, but I'm afraid they are not as good as mine."

Niu Dingtian took it in his hand expressionlessly and said calmly:

"Madam, you are the first one who wanted to chop off my feet, dig out my eyes, cut off my tongue, and use me as fertilizer for flowers. You are also the first one to call me a wild man."

Li Qingluo's face froze for a moment, but she could only smile awkwardly without saying anything. He who knows the current situation is a hero. This is what Duan Lang said.

"I'll settle the score with you after I contact my father and that cheap nephew!" she thought to herself.

"People in the underworld all care about their reputation." Niu Dingtian suddenly smiled and said:

"If I just let it go, and one day I become famous and people know what happened today, wouldn't I become a laughing stock?"

"so……"

"So what?"

Li Qingluo looked alert.

"So, Miss Wang, please stay at my place for two days and take care of the wounded for me."

Niu Dingtian looked at Li Qingluo and said meaningfully, "Madam, if you don't want to have a grandson next year, then prepare the "Little Wuxiang Gong". I will come to get it in three days, and then we will write off today's matter."

"No!" Li Qingluo refused without even thinking.

Just as he was about to stand in front of his stunned daughter, he felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and Niu Dingtian grabbed someone and floated away.

"He can walk on water?"

Seeing the familiar movements, Li Qingluo couldn't help but be stunned.

She had seen her mother perform this Lingbo Weibu technique more than once when she was young.

"Bad guy, let me go!"

Wang Yuyan's delicate voice was heard outside, and the sound was getting farther and farther away.

Li Qingluo came to her senses in shock and hurriedly chased after him. When she reached the eaves of the corridor, she looked at the heavy rain in the dark night and couldn't help crying:
"You bastard! Give me Yan'er back!"

……

The yard next door

An elegant and spacious room, furnished with all the things a woman needs in her boudoir.

Niu Dingtian stood by the window frame, looking out with a calm face.

Hearing the rustling sound behind him, he said without turning his head:
"Miss Wang, if you change now, they will get wet in a while. Just take a few sets of clothes and wrap them in silk cloth."

Behind the veil——

The candlelight flickered gently, casting a shadow on a sleek and graceful figure.

Wang Yuyan's cheeks turned slightly red. After thinking about it, she decided to change into new clothes.

After changing, he found a few sets of clothes, wrapped them in silk cloth, and then took out a straw raincoat and put it on.

Walking out of the warm inner room, looking at the black figure standing quietly by the window, Wang Yuyan bit her lip and whispered:

"Will you really let me come back?"

Although she was naive, she was not too stupid. She knew that she could not escape even if she shouted, and it would bring disaster to the people in the village.

"Of course, I was just trying to scare your mother. Even without the Little Wuxiang Kung Fu, I will send Miss Wang back safely in three days. I have an injured woman over there, and you only need to take care of her for two days."

As he spoke, Niu Dingtian slowly turned around and saw Wang Yuyan wearing a straw raincoat. His eyes lit up slightly. There really was a hibiscus flower hidden in the straw pile.

"Then I believe you."

The girl smiled sweetly and said innocently, "I have never taken care of anyone before. If I don't take good care of you, you can't regret it."

"Of course I won't regret it." Niu Dingtian chuckled and said, "Your cousin is the famous Nan Murong. I dare not offend his cousin to death."

After hearing this, Wang Yuyan couldn't help but smile sweetly, with a faint blush on her cheeks, as if she had heard the person close to her heart.

But then, a trace of worry appeared on that beautiful face, and a faint sigh came out of her mouth:
"But my cousin's martial arts skills are not as good as yours. He can't use your power even though we both use the Shaolin Sword Technique." (End of this chapter)