585 A young girl's heart is always filled with poetry.
At this moment, everyone is in a hurry.
After glancing around and making sure no one else was paying attention to them, they whispered, "Run away? Where can we run to?"
This entire Yansha Prefecture is Huo family territory; we can't escape it.
If we are caught and brought back, we will surely be beaten to death.
The previous ones who escaped all did the same thing, Brother Ming, aren't you afraid?
Ming's eyes showed a hint of fear and determination. He couldn't help but hold Lian's hand tightly. "I'm not afraid. Tonight is the best opportunity. They are all catching the intruders right now."
You can hear fighting all around us. It seems there are quite a few people here, and they are all highly skilled in martial arts. Let's hurry and leave.
If it is really discovered.
Even death would be better than living a life worse than death every day.
Holding Ming-gege's hand tightly, she hadn't forgotten him since she accidentally saw him.
Previously, I was afraid that I would never be able to hold hands again, but now I just want to hold on tightly and never let go.
This was the most important moment of her life.
A young girl's first love is always poetic.
She held Ming-gege's hand tightly, her eyes shining with determination.
He nodded decisively, forging ahead to escape this oppressive and dangerous place and find his own freedom and happiness.
Even though the future was fraught with danger and unknown, the two chose to move forward without hesitation.
The darkness provided them with cover, while the firelight that had appeared around them at some unknown time guided their way. Ming-gege led the way, holding his childhood sweetheart's hand tightly.
It's as if they're saying, 'We'd rather die than be apart.'
Guided by memory, I ran outside, my heart filled with determination and hope.
However, just as they were about to turn the corner, a loud 'bang' made them stumble upon something, causing them to involuntarily take a step back.
Then, a bastard butler from the Huo family, Butler Fu, appeared before them, holding a long stick. He looked anxious, and his chubby belly was particularly noticeable in the firelight.
He was surprised to see the two holding hands, and that they were two men holding hands. He showed a surprised expression.
"What are you two doing?!" Butler Fu exclaimed, his eyes wide with surprise and confusion.
By the firelight, he carefully examined the two people.
Brother Ming felt a sudden chill of fear. This Steward Fu knew a lot about people, and cold sweat began to break out on his palms.
Butler Fu is not a good person. He is known in the Huo family for his ruthlessness, extreme lust, and keen eye.
He caused a lot of trouble, and he was very bold, with the master's brother-in-law behind him.
The more Butler Fu scrutinized him, the more sinister a smile crept across his face.
Although Sister Lian was dressed in the simple clothes of a servant, she was tall and slender with long, flowing hair, and she looked radiant even in the dim firelight.
A wicked thought arose in the steward's mind. Such a beautiful servant could only be a gift by chance, and he was immediately filled with greed.
'Adultery, escape, what good luck I have.' These four words involuntarily arose in my mind, and an undisguised wicked thought appeared on my lips.
His greedy eyes sized up Lian-meimei. A strong desire surged within him; this beautiful servant dared to run away—she was courting death.
He licked his lips, a sinister smile spreading across his face. "You two, come with me. There's a fire. You two will come with me to put it out."
Brother Ming held Sister Lian's hand tightly and did not respond to her immediately, instead watching the fleeing people in the distance.
Butler Fu's eyes flickered slightly as he heard the voice, but at that moment, his gaze was only fixed on Sister Lian in front of him; the other escapees seemed unimportant.
Seeing that the two of them were disobeying his orders, he sneered inwardly.
He said in a soft, cold voice, "You two gray-clad servants have signed a death contract. Even if you die, no one will come to investigate."
Disobeying the butler's orders is a capital offense.
Butler Fu, holding a long stick in one hand and with the other behind his back, slowly walked towards the two, a malicious smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
He took a closer look at Sister Lian, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes.
His tone was laced with threat and mockery, 'What are you two doing here, holding hands? Are you up to something shady?'
He pointed the long staff at the two men with a sinister grin, then pointed at Brother Ming with another finger, "Are you trying to escape? You've signed a death pact, where can you possibly run to?"
Moreover, once my ancestor takes action, he will surely resolve this matter easily.
If you dare to run away now, you'll be caught and tortured to death, literally killed.
His gaze swept back and forth between the two women, finally settling on Lian. "You're so small and thin, forget it. Come with me."
He pointed at Ming-gege again, threateningly saying, 'Go put out the fire right now.'
Ming pulled Lian back a step involuntarily, both of them looking extremely anxious.
Shouts of battle echoed from all around.
Seeing the two of them so nervous, Steward Fu felt even more smug. Looking at the beautiful woman, he was certain that she must be a carefully selected singing girl trained in the inner courtyard.
A surge of excitement welled up inside me.
Seeing the two of them dawdling, he felt a surge of anger.
He glared at them fiercely, and unconsciously began to strike the long stick with even greater speed.
At that moment, a sharp sound of clashing swords rang out, as if there were more unexpected developments.
Butler Fu was taken aback and turned to look. He saw flames shooting into the sky in the distance, and the sounds of swords clashing echoed everywhere.
He frowned, a sense of unease rising within him.
He thought to himself, 'My Huo family has an ancestor, and the Fire Spirit Sect is our backer. Who dares to cause such a big disturbance?'
Tonight, I'm secretly meeting with whoever I've lost count of—someone I can't even remember, whether they're a lover or someone I've threatened!
It's dark and cold. Drinking under the covers, the beautiful woman is gentle and warm, and Feng Tiduo is very warm.
This was formerly Third Master's private possession.
Overwhelmed with excitement and unable to control himself, and exhausted from overwork, he fell into a deep sleep.
Many of the previous situations were not observed.
Lianmei and Minggege also heard the sharper sound of swords and blades, and it seemed that the Huo family was at a disadvantage.
They exchanged a glance; this was the perfect opportunity for them to escape.
Without further hesitation, the two took advantage of the butler's distraction and suddenly took a detour from the side.
They quickly ran towards the direction from which the sounds of swords and spears were coming, hoping to escape during the chaos.
When Butler Fu saw that the two dared to try to escape while he was off guard, he was furious.
That face, already grotesque due to its obesity, twisted even more like a ferocious beast. It lunged forward like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey, instantly blocking the way for Sister Lian and Brother Ming.
Waving the long stick in her hand, she sneered and mocked, "You lowly servant who can't even get enough to eat, and a slave who doesn't even know what cultivation is."
You dare to mock me like this! Do you think you can escape? Just wait and see how I subdue you!
His gaze was fixed on Lian, who was wearing a tight-fitting but ill-fitting top that made her look very cramped.
He chuckled.
A hint of smug mockery, a mischievous grin.
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