The wind rustled, the bamboo forest swayed, the lake beside the thatched cottage sparkled, and in the distance there were rolling green hills. A small foal was grazing by the river, wagging its tail, sneezing from time to time and making chewing sounds.
clatter, clatter,
There was a sound of footsteps.
At the end of the road, a boy in shorts came quickly with a lunch box.
His footsteps were swift, his breathing steady; he was a martial artist. This level of skill was at least third-rate in the martial arts world, but at Luoyun Villa, he could only be a servant...
The servant walked quickly to the hut.
Knock knock knock,
I raised my hand and knocked on the door.
He bent down to put down the lunch box, picked up the lunch box on the other side, and turned to leave.
In late spring, the willows by the lake bloomed with catkins, which danced in the air with the breeze. They were soft and fluffy, and when they blew on people's faces, they were extremely itchy. The servant patted his face, remembered something, lowered his head, and opened the lunch box.
Three layers,
The dish was clean, with only some residue left.
“You’ve finished eating?!!”
The servant's eyes widened, and he subconsciously turned around. The thatched cottage sat quietly in the forest, and the lanterns under the porch swayed gently, just like usual...
The boy held the lunch box tightly, and ran away, rushing back the way he came.
Suddenly a breeze blew,
Willow catkins were flying all over the sky, birds were chirping in the forest, and at this moment:
With a squeak,
The tightly closed wooden door opened,
A pale hand stretched out from the door, its wrist covered in blood that had solidified to the fingertips.
He groped for the lunch box and pulled it inside. Bang, the door closed again, startling the birds. They flapped their wings and chirped and flew away. Only a dark bird flew to the windowsill and peeked in:
one person.
A woman with lifeless eyes.
The hair was scattered in disorder, long and winding to the ground.
The room was empty, with only a bed covered with a fine embroidered quilt, a curtain, and a vague glimpse of a bathtub behind it. A woman sat on the floor, groping for food, cursing:
"Dog, you're dead, I'm telling you!"
"They made me blind... Damn it, just wait."
The texture was soft and sticky, like the best millet, and slightly spicy, a bit like pork... Xihe ate while recalling what it tasted like. What if someone had poisoned her... No, poisoning didn't matter, she'd die, but what if they had given her rat meat or rotten vegetable leaves...
After all, there aren’t too many people who want to kill the original owner.
Xihe: ...
This is a martial arts world, where the Jianghu and the martial arts world are clearly separated.
One is the life of revenge in the underworld, the other is the orderly imperial court, and the two do not interfere with each other.
The martial arts world is divided into various sects and villas, and every time something happens, such as appointing a martial arts leader, who will compete with whom, and who will step on whom to successfully become a person on the martial arts list.
Martial arts techniques, beauties, wine, and knights... are the unchanging tones of the martial arts world.
And, obviously,
The original owner was a gangster.
She was a beauty who was on the beauty list. She was born in a famous family and had good martial arts skills. She attracted men from all over the world to pursue her.
As for why she is not only blind now... but trapped in this small thatched hut, she has become a vicious woman hated by everyone - she framed her sisters, secretly practiced evil skills, and was exposed in front of everyone at the martial arts conference.
As an ordinary disciple of Luoyun Villa, he dared to frame the owner's daughter. Isn't this seeking death?
Treat others the way they have treated you.
His tendons were severed, his eyes were blinded, and he was thrown out of Luoyun Villa.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
