Chapter 577 Murderer 13
A flash of panic also flashed in Su Jin'er's eyes, but she quickly calmed down. She looked at the uninvited woman with gloomy eyes, and a flash of murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

"You actually hid outside and eavesdropped?" Now that she had discovered her other side, she naturally pretended lazily.

Su Wanyue found a place to sit down by herself, and wanted to pour herself a cup of tea, but found that all the teacups had been "killed" by Su Jin'er's hands, she shook her head, "It's the third sister who said in the room that she was too excited, Yue'er just can't bear to disturb her."

"What are you doing here?" Su Jin'er asked coldly, she didn't know how much she heard.

"Third sister gave me such a big gift last night, how could Yue'er refuse to return it?" Su Wanyue said slowly.

Hearing her words, a murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi, and his right hand clawed towards Su Wanyue's neck.

But before he got close to her, a long sword stopped beside Su Wanyue with a gloomy cold light, and stabbed towards him, and the owner of the long sword was a stern man in white.

The man in Tsing Yi quickly withdrew his right hand, and the two fought together in an instant. The man in Tsing Yi was not weak in martial arts, the swords and swords intersected, and the two fought inseparably.

"Go to hell!" At this moment, Su Jin'er held a dagger in his hand and suddenly stabbed at Su Wanyue's chest, his eyes full of ferocity.

Su Wanyue's toes moved slightly, and the fragments of the cup scattered on the ground had already shot towards Su Jin'er's wrist.

"Kang Dang..." Su Jin'er's wrist hurt, and the dagger fell to the ground.

However, she still didn't give up, gathered all her internal energy in her palm, and slapped Su Wanyue, Su Wanyue jumped up, and the chair under her was blown into pieces by Su Jiner's palm.

"Pavilion master be careful." Yasha shouted, and the attack on the man in Tsing Yi became more and more fierce, and the man in Tsing Yi gradually lost the wind.

Although Su Jin'er's martial arts were good, how could he possibly be Su Wanyue's opponent?
Soon, she was slapped in the chest by Su Wanyue, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, and the dagger in Su Wanyue's hand was just half an inch between her eyebrows, making her dare not act rashly again.

"Yasha, stay alive." Su Wanyue said flatly.

"Yes, Pavilion Master."

The man in Tsing Yi was quickly restrained by Yasha, who grabbed his shoulders and knelt down at Su Wanyue's feet.

Seeing that Su Jin'er was injured, the man in Tsing Yi's eyes flashed a hint of distress, and he said to Su Wanyue anxiously: "Let Jin'er go, I did everything by myself."

Seeing that the man in Tsing Yi still did not forget to protect Su Jin'er at this time, Su Wanyue not only thought highly of him.

When the man looked at Su Jin'er, there was deep affection in his eyes, even though he had been hurt countless times by her, the affection in his eyes remained undiminished.

"Don't look at Miss Ben with such disgusting eyes, what are you?" Su Jin'er obviously didn't appreciate it, and also hated the way the man looked at her at this time.

The man seemed to be used to being hurt by her, and he didn't care about it at this moment, and his mind was all on her injury.

"Five years ago, I was tricked out of the house by my eldest sister, and the person who took me to the forest of no return should be Ju'er, the former personal maid of the third sister, right?" Su Wanyue asked.

"So what?" Su Jin'er sneered, but did not deny it.

That thief and maidservant knew too much, she had already been sent to Huangquan.

"The thousand-day red on Jiang Yu's body should also be the masterpiece of the third sister?" Su Wanyue glanced at the man in Tsing Yi.

It seems that Su Jin'er should have sent him to deliver Thousand Suns Red to Su Xueying and tell her how to use it, right?
(End of this chapter)

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