Chapter 912： Birthday Engagement Lord Appears (1)

Of course, Xiao Yao is the Daughter of Destiny and knows some mysterious techniques. They are not surprised, but why does Leng Changrui have it? Is he really the real dragon chosen by God?

Just when Xiao Yao was about to strangle Zhang Haotian to death, Xiaoba, who was playing in the space, felt that his sister's emotions were not right, so he immediately asked Leng Changrui, who was meditating and practicing, to come out and take a look.

Then, after leaving the space, Leng Changrui saved Zhang Haotian's life.

Xiao Yao, who calmed down his murderous anger, said to Zhang Haotian, "Zhang Haotian, you want to anger me and want me to kill you. However, whoever made you lucky was saved by my senior brother, you don't need to thank my senior brother. However, in the future, I may visit you every once in a while and let you talk."

Zhang Hao was terrified, his anger turned blue and white, white and blue, but he couldn't move, how could he hold Xiao Yao at all, and now he couldn't even kill himself if he wanted to.

The next day, when a nurse came to check on the ward, they found that the patient had a finger pinch mark on his neck. Seeing the mark, it looked like it was pinched by a woman, and he was so frightened that he immediately reported to the dean with a pale face.

After Shan Lijun found out, looking at the obvious pinch marks, the light in his eyes was dim and unclear.

The upper class circles in the capital got a very shocking news: Miss Xiao's 18th birthday will be three days later, and on her birthday, she is engaged to Leng Changrui, the eldest young master of the Leng family. And whether it's a birthday or an engagement, it won't be a big deal. It's just a gathering of relatives and a meal to celebrate.

Miss Xiao's coming-of-age birthday and the engagement day of the two families are not very big, which makes the upper-class celebrities who want to curry favor with the Leng Xiao family tangled.

Is this a gift, or not a gift?

Sanssouci Island.

Everyone on Wuyou Island is now cautious. The most important thing is, don't dangle in front of the Lord if you have nothing to do. Because the Lord's mood has been particularly bad since he came back this time, the set of white jade porcelain cups that the Lord cherishes the most, and now only one of them has been smashed.

Bang... The last white jade porcelain cup was also honorably sacrificed. The dancer dancing in the lobby was so frightened that she shuffled her dance steps and fell from the air.

The dancer wearing a white dance dress was so frightened that her face was very pale, and it was the same color as her white dress. She immediately climbed down from the ground, knelt down and kowtowed, and begged for mercy in panic and fear, "Please, Lord, please forgive me! Lord, please forgive me. ! …”

If it were normal times, Xuanyuan Jitian might see that she was the best dancer and would spare her life. However, at this time, he was in a particularly bad mood and was impatient. He immediately shouted, "Come here, put her Take me down and cut off her legs." The order he gave was like cutting a cabbage and a radish, completely ignoring that he was a human being, and he ordered human legs to be cut.

However, those who came to carry out the order seemed to be used to this order from the Lord, and they would not sympathize with the dancer at all, let alone intercede for her.

When the dancer listened to this order, she was paralyzed with fright and sat on the ground, her face full of loss and despair. A dancer, without her legs, what else can she do, it is better to die.

Immediately, the dancer didn't wait for the guards to take her down, she suddenly stood up by herself, and then walked firmly towards the nearest pillar.

Hit the pillar and die!

The red blood ran down the forehead, flowed across the pale cheeks, gurgled out, and all of a sudden covered the ground. Against the backdrop of the resplendent lobby, it is particularly piercing.

However, everyone in the lobby, whether it was the lord or the servants, had no expression on their faces, nor did they even frown at the scene of committing suicide.

The two black-clothed guards who came up touched her breath with their hands, and then the two left with her still warm corpse on the side.

As soon as they left, three or four women dressed as maids immediately carried a few basins of water and mops with rags to wipe off the blood that was still bright red on the ground.

From when the dancer collided with the pillar and died, to the floor of the lobby, it was clean and bright again, and there was not even a trace of blood to be found, and it only took a few minutes.

The Lord's favorite dancer committed suicide.

All of a sudden, the entire worry-free island seems to be in danger. Even the lord's favorite dancer, the lord said that he would kill it, let alone those servants who were not favored by the lord.

Therefore, everyone on the island was more cautious, for fear that the Lord would get angry and the fire would burn on them.

Stepping on the stone factory, a man with a big beard and a fat man, holding a barb braid, slammed it towards the man with the shackles and shackles. There were gray spots behind the gray-white clothes, and it was obvious that the blood was stained. completed.

The big fat man waved his whip and shouted, "Did you not eat today? Move so slowly." In fact, the man's movement of moving and stepping on stones was the same as usual, but today the owner of the island was in a bad mood, causing everyone on the island to be in a bad mood. His mood was trembling, so the big fat man needed to vent, so he took the whip and hit the man with the shackles.

After hitting for a while, he put down the whip and saw that his dry back suddenly became wet, and he knew that he could not hit again today, otherwise, if something went wrong, he was on the lord Not only is it difficult to explain over there, but it is more likely that they will lose their lives.

The man with the shackles, I don't know if it's a habit or it really doesn't hurt when the back is beaten. Over there, his movements on his side did not evade in the slightest, but continued to step on the stone.

The bearded man was very satisfied with his actions and actions. After he put down the whip, he asked his colleague next to him suspiciously and cautiously, "Tell me, what happened to the Lord these two days? The mood is so bad, so Big fire?"

Their lord is a very majestic and imposing person, and he sits there, not angry but arrogant, and will scare away half of the souls of their subordinates. But now such a majestic person, once he gets angry, he can't imagine it.

Now they have heard that the Lord has dropped many cherished antiques, and even committed suicide by making a fuss.

What is it that can make the Lord feel so bad and make such a big fire.

Another tall and thin colleague shook his head and said, "I don't know. After he came back from the Central Plains, he was in a particularly bad mood."

The bearded man said, "Oh, what happened in the Central Plains?"

The colleague shook and said, "I don't know. I haven't been arranged by the Lord to leave the island during this time, so I don't know what happened."

The big bearded man looked left and right, then lowered his head, and said to his colleague mysteriously, "Now the only thing that the Lord can focus on in the Central Plains is the daughter of destiny. Therefore, the Lord is in a bad mood, will it be? Will it have something to do with that Daughter of Destiny?"