The prince's backyard is on fire: the story of dragging the princess and fighting the husband

Chapter 73
The servant was still chattering, walking forward while talking.

Although he couldn't get the beautiful woman in front of him, there was a chick behind that woman.

Although not as beautiful as the previous one, it is still tender and beautiful.

Usually, the beautiful ones are privately owned by the eldest son of the Murong family.

And this medium one is for their domestic slaves to enjoy.

When they have had enough fun, they can sell it to a brothel and make a fortune.

Every month they can make a lot of money by selling women, and they can play something new.

Wu Mei looked at the house slave who was like a fly in front of her, and she was very angry.

She clenched the stone in her hand, rushed up quickly, and hit him on the head.

The servant who was chattering felt his head buzzing, but his mouth continued to chatter non-stop.

After a while, his whole body became stiff, and he stood there blankly, motionless.

Only blood flowed down his face, his eyes were rolled wide, and he didn't move.

Then, he fell directly to the ground, except for the shaking of his feet, only blood was flowing.

The eldest son of the Murong family who followed behind pretending to be elegant, turned pale with fright after seeing this scene.

He quickly hid to one side, and shouted: "Oh my god, blood! It's so scary! Woohoo, I'm most afraid of seeing a man bleed!"

Seeing this, the other three servants rushed over quickly, trying to catch Wu Mei, but Wu Mei hid for a while, but was still caught.

Wu Mei kicked one of the slaves to the ground, but was quickly grabbed by the arms of the other two slaves.

The situation was very dangerous, and Xiaoxue was so frightened that she began to cry.

Mr. Murong clapped his hands and applauded, thinking that he would be able to sleep and fly with the beauty soon, he felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

In fact, his body has already been squeezed out due to excessive use, and he is almost skinny. . . .

If it wasn't for his family's wealth and some rare medicines to support him, he would have already returned to the underworld by now.

(End of this chapter)