Husband, I'm from the 21st Century Sequel

Chapter 211 The Third Miss of the Ling Family (5)

Ran Thrush frowned slightly, his eyes flashed, hehe, it seems that these big families are harmonious on the surface, but in reality they are constantly plotting against each other.

He waved his hand lightly and said, "Go down."

"Miss, it's good to have a rest. If you need anything, just tell me." After finishing speaking, Xiaoer bowed and left the room.

Dye Hua walked to the window, frowned and pondered for a moment, then turned around and walked to the table, just about to open the blue cloth bag, at this moment the door was knocked lightly, and then a beautiful female voice sounded: "Girl, your clothes have been it is done."

Dye Hua looked up at the door, and replied softly: "Come in."

As soon as the words were finished, the door was pushed open, and a handsome maid of fifteen or sixteen came into the room with a few clothes in her hands, put the clothes on the table, and then turned to Ranhua and said: "Girl, the clothes are completely intact." It was made according to the size of the girl, and Aunt Lan said, if the girl doesn't like it, just tell the servant, and the servant will go and make some for the girl."

Ran Hua squinted at the clothes on the table and said, "Well, let's go down."

The servant girl bowed and left the room. Before leaving, she still didn't forget to close the door for the dyeing painting.

Dye Hua reached for a white shirt, then walked towards the bathtub behind the screen, took off the clothes on his body, and immersed himself in hot water to wash away his tiredness.

Dye Hua didn't get up until the water in the tub was cool enough, changed into the clothes sent by the maid, walked out of the inn, and stepped on the tree-lined path behind the inn, the breeze blows the jade willows, the birds chirping and the cicadas chirping in the forest. quiet.

Dye Hua wanted to feel this long-lost comfort. Not far away, there was a sudden sound of fighting in front of him, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned. When he first arrived here, it's better not to mind his own business. Although he thought so, his steps were He kept walking, and when Dye Hua came back to his senses, he realized that a few meters ahead, dozens of men and women in Chinese clothes in black shirts were besieging a young man in white shirts holding a long sword.

The young man was covered in blood, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were already burning red with anger, and he kept waving the long sword in his hand, bringing up a few phantoms from time to time. What's more, those dozens of men and women in black shirts also had superb martial arts skills. After a while, the boy in white shirts got a few more scars, almost all of which were visible to the bone.

"Ling Xiao, let's capture you with your hands free, so that my uncle can consider leaving your whole body." During the fight, a man in black shirt suddenly said sinisterly.

"Don't even think about it, even if I, Ling Xiao, die in battle today, I won't bow my head to you despicable bastards." The white-clothed boy sneered, he couldn't dodge in time, and his shoulders and back were heavily scratched with deep bone wounds .Even with scars all over his body, the boy in white shirt still looked proud.

Ran Hua's already lifted steps, but when he heard the name Ling Xiao, he let it go.Looking up at the young man in white shirt who seemed to be wielding a sword like rain, but was actually at the end of his strength, Dye Hua was finally moved with compassion.

Seeing that a sharp sword was about to be pierced into the boy's chest, Ranhua acted lightly, and swung his leg back in the air. The man was unaware, and was kicked far away by Ranhua's kick with the sword.

Seeing this, everyone turned their heads and glared angrily at the extra beautiful woman in front of them out of thin air. The leading girl in black shirt took a step forward, squinted her eyes at the dyed painting, and then said coldly: "Here I am. But I would like to advise the girl that the affairs here are beyond the girl's control. Of course, if you leave this time, as if nothing happened here, then the girl may consider letting you live."

(End of this chapter)