Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 819 Young Master, Don’t Play Stupid 27
On the same day that Man Luo agreed to marry Ling Shaohong, Xu Youyou disappeared.

The people in the Liyuan searched for many places, but they couldn't find Xu Youyou. They didn't get a vague message until they asked the vendors on the side of the road.

Xu Youyou seemed to be taken away by someone.

Everyone in Liyuan told Man Luo the news, but Man Luo's reaction was very calm.

For the current situation, she had expected it.

To put it bluntly, what happened before was all caused by Xu Youyou.

Duan Rong lost face because of this, and he will definitely not spare Xu Youyou easily. The group who took Xu Youyou away, no need to guess, must have been sent by Duan Rong.

Xu Youyou planted the cause by herself, and she naturally had to taste the evil fruit herself.

Manro said nothing superfluous about this.

Xu Youyou thought she was the signboard of the Liyuan, but in fact, after she left, she didn't have much influence on the Liyuan.

The song she sang is indeed good, but it is not irreplaceable.

Man Luo chose a girl with good talent to fill Xu Youyou's place. That girl also has a good voice, and maybe when she becomes famous for singing, she will become the second sign of Liyuan.

While Man Luo was busy cultivating new signs, Ling Shaohong was also very busy.

For the matter of marrying Man Luo, Ling Shaohong can be said to have worked hard.

The layout of the new house, the preparation of the bride price, the invitations of the guests...

All kinds of good things are moved to the pear orchard like flowing water.

The girls in Liyuan are all envious.

Even those noble daughters from aristocratic families couldn't help being jealous.
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Time flies, half a month has passed.

Liyuan's newly selected Xiaohuadan has already started to perform on stage.

The wedding date of Man Luo and Ling Shaohong has also been officially set.

At this juncture, news of the disappearance of the young master of the Ling family came.

Thinking about it, for so many years, Ling Shaohong has always been in charge of the affairs of the Ling family. Now that Ling Shaohong suddenly disappeared, the Ling family panicked. They sent almost all available people to look for Ling Shaohong.

Man Luo, as Ling Shaohong's fiancée, naturally also got the news.

Seeing that the wedding date was approaching, at this time, she didn't think that Ling Shaohong would suddenly disappear without even saying hello. The only explanation was that something unexpected happened.

Looking at the pitch black night outside, Man Luo's eyes darkened accordingly.

She gave some instructions to everyone in the Liyuan, turned around and walked out of the Liyuan.

However, as soon as she stepped out of the yard, she froze in place, her eyes fixed on one spot.

The night is dark and the moonlight is cold and silent.

And the person she was looking for was sitting quietly against the wall of the pear garden.

Seeing Ling Shaohong, Man Luo's expression did not improve.

Because at this time Ling Shaohong looked really embarrassed.

His clothes were dirty and messy, and there were even dried blood stains on his forehead. His narrow and sharp phoenix eyes were tightly closed at this moment, obviously falling into a coma.

Man Luo immediately called someone to carry Ling Shaohong into the pear garden.

Immediately afterwards, everyone took medicine and brought water, and they were in a hurry again.

It wasn't until Man Luo began to clean up Ling Shaohong's wound that she realized that Ling Shaohong was injured not only on his forehead, but also on the back of his head.

Looking at the large bloodstains made people feel terrified.

By the time Man Luo washed away the dried blood, the clear water in the basin had already been stained red.

Gently bandaging the wound, Man Luo looked at Ling Shaohong, whose eyes were still tightly closed, and the expression in her eyes gradually became cold. She narrowed her eyes, and slowly put her hand on the other's slightly pale cheek.

"In this world, there are always people who like to court death."

Her voice was extremely soft, and her fingertips gently brushed the wound that had been bandaged with medicine: "Let's cut him into pieces, shall we?"

(End of this chapter)