Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 550: Learning Weaving (3)
The lacquer carvings of Hu and Ju are on duty to guard Rose Garden.

The two raised their vigilance, after tonight, they were safely sent back to the palace, everything was safe and secure.

Suddenly, a few gusts of wind blew away, and Qi Diao Pohu and Ju Qiu cried out in secret, and hurriedly drew their swords up, fighting with a group of masked women. In a trance, they felt someone flying into the small rose garden. The two were entangled by several people and couldn't get away, Ju Jiao called out earnestly: "Master, there are assassins!"

As the words fell, Lu Yu's white hair fluttered to him, and the black chi sword in his hand swept like a wind, solving the danger of lacquer carving and breaking Hu and Ju.

The lacquer carving broke Hu Yousheng and said: "Master, go to the garden quickly, someone has entered!"

Lu Yu knew that something was wrong, he stepped forward, and the black clothes floated into the garden.

There was chaos in the room, four women were circling all over the room, avoiding the long sword in the hands of the woman in black, the sword light flickered, as if one of them would be killed at any moment.

The woman in black asked impatiently, "Who is Wei Rong?"

Lianfeng and the others had no time to answer, Chuhui said anxiously: "I am Chuhui, and her name is Rongrong."

As he spoke, his fingertips trembled and pointed to Wei Rong who looked terrified.

A Su was so angry that he kicked her: "You are Wei Rong."

The woman in black sneered, flipped the sword in her palm, and stabbed Wei Rong. Wei Rong stared blankly at her, saw the cold light flashing, and watched Death's hand tightly clutching her neck.

A Su suddenly rushed forward, blocking Wei Rong with her weak and delicate body, Wei Rong screamed: "A Su!"

The black-clothed woman's sword tip faltered, and she said coldly between her lips and teeth: "It's the same for everyone! It's you!"

At the end of the sentence, the sword tip turned, and the cold light rolled towards Chuhui. The sword tip quickly pierced her chest, and the blood seeped out like a beautiful flower, staining her plain coat red.

Chuhui leaned against the wall and stared blankly at the long sword in front of her chest, pointed at her with trembling palms and said, "Why did you kill me? Isn't it her?"

"Originally it was her, but you hate her so much! I hate the woman who harms others the most in my life!" The woman in black said with a frosty tone, raised her long sleeves, and returned the sword in her hand.

Turning back to the pupil, Lu Yu's sword energy swayed in front of his eyes.

The woman in black stepped on the ground and flew out of the window.

Lu Yu hurriedly floated in front of Chuhui, stretched out his finger to point her acupoints, and asked in a steady voice, "Quickly tell me, who is going to kill Miss Weirong?"

Chuhui's eyes are confused, grief has already clenched her heart, her mind is slack, her eyes are focused on Wei Rong, a trace of unwillingness, a trace of resentment, however, everything will disappear, and the dream will become ashes. Things in her mind collapsed into mud in an instant, her bright pupils gradually became confused, she slowly closed her eyes, and there was a slight resentment on her lips.

Lu Yu sighed lightly.

Wei Rong hugged A Su and Lian Feng tightly, as if walking back from the Naihe Bridge, her face was pale and her eyes were in a trance.

Bitter Job's tears, Shui Su and the others broke into the room panting, and when they saw Chuhui leaning against the wall and lying on the ground, their expressions were shocked, heartbreaking, and their eyes froze with fright.

Fuying stepped forward to check on Zha Chuhui's injuries, shook her head and said, "A sword is fatal, accurate and ruthless, and it is intended to kill and frame."

Feng Yizhu gouged out Kuyi's eyes, and snorted coldly: "Zhuo Kuyi, you have suffered so many disasters, one wave after another, it makes people dizzy, I don't bother to care about it, you can solve it yourself."

With that said, he stepped out.

Fuying patted Kuyi's shoulder, and said in a warm voice: "Kuyi, it seems that the intention is obvious. Killing the weaver girl in the palace is a death sentence for you. Calm down and think about it, what can you do?"

Kuyi smiled bitterly: "Let me think about it! Let's take him out first, so as not to scare the girls, and if there is any trouble, I really can't explain it."

Qi Diao Po Hu and Ju Qiao hurried forward to carry Chu Hui away.

(End of this chapter)