Chapter 722 The Sword Broken



Was her job easy? She worked so hard to earn so little money that she only bought herself some clothes and shoes. Her daily meals were extremely simple, yet her elder brother treated her like a thief!

Xiao Cunyu chatted with these tablets for half the night.

A gloomy wind blew in from the window, and many tablets fell over. She was still angry and didn't go to help.

In the second half of the night, Xiao Cunyu felt that if she didn't teach her elder brother a lesson, he would not know that she, his younger brother, was not someone to be bullied!

This time he did not hide from anyone, but went to the yard again without any hesitation, stood there, and then began to march in formation. He drew out the sword in his hand, revealing its sharpness, and swung the sword in his hand, muttering a spell.

The wind in the air was getting stronger and stronger, and it looked like it was about to blow off the tiles on the roof.

The noise was too loud, and another servant saw Xiao Cunyu and immediately went to report. After a while, Xiao Jingyun and Cheng Hongsui ran out of the house.

Xiao Jingyun looked at Xiao Cunyu and felt really overwhelmed.

"With such a strong wind, aren't you afraid that your head will be blown off? Come here quickly!" Xiao Jingyun was angry and distressed.

The wind was blowing like a knife. Could Seventh Brother's delicate face withstand it?!

Xiao Cunyu stopped.

Then he looked at Xiao Jingyun angrily and said, "I'm not going! Big brother, you don't keep your word. Just wait and see!"

After saying that, she climbed back over the wall the same way she came.

Xiao Jingyun watched helplessly as the dark dust blew all over people's faces. Seeing his seventh brother go back, he felt a little relieved, but he still felt helpless.

I didn't buy him new clothes... and he's so angry? If word got out about making such a scene in the middle of the night, who knows how many people would say he's crazy.

"Don't spread it outside!" Xiao Jingyun looked at the servants and said coldly.

The servants all knew the virtues of the Seventh Young Master, and on weekdays, the Seventh Young Master treated them very kindly. Even if the First Young Master did not give orders, they would not tell others about it.

As for this wind...

The wind had already started blowing before the Seventh Young Master arrived, so no one thought that the wind was really summoned by her magic.

With a "bang", a tile from the roof was blown off.

After a while, it started to rain. It was a drizzle at first, but it soon became heavier. After the tile was gone, several places were also severely damaged.

One night, Xiao Jingyun's yard became uninhabitable.

It's leaking everywhere.

The good roof was now in ruins, and the storm even brought a lot of "gifts" to his yard.

There were rotten grass, rotten tiles, broken old jars, and even several mice hiding in the dark that were blown to death. Their bodies lay in the yard, and it looked like no one had lived there for years.

Early in the morning, the wind and rain stopped and everything returned to peace.

However, dust and dirt almost covered the entire yard.

After the bricks and tiles were blown away, Xiao Jingyun and his wife went to the guest room, but they did not expect that when they opened their eyes in the morning, they would see such a miserable scene!

"Young Master, you... your private vault seems to have been pried open, and that, that ancient sword... is broken." Bad news came again.

Xiao Jingyun thought he had misheard: "What's broken?"

"The ancient sword is the one... the precious sword passed down from our ancestors." The servant of Shukumen said cautiously.

He was a descendant of an old servant of the Xiao family, so he had heard of the origin of the sword. It was said that when Grandpa Zeng was young, he met a master who said that the Xiao family was destined to produce a general. As the saying goes, a sword is given to a hero, so he gave it to his ancestors.

However, long spears were mostly used on the battlefield, and this sword was too short to kill the enemy, so it has been passed down to the present day and fell into the hands of the eldest young master.

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