"Who are you?"

Yang Yu sat up and looked at a girl who was already in her teenage eyes. A look of doubt appeared in her eyes.

"I am my sister. Have you been bullied? Why can't even remember my sister?"

Looking at Yang Yu, the girl came over and looked at Yang Yu, her eyes full of concern, and her eyes were constantly scanning Yang Yu's whole body, looking for wounds.

"I'm fine, I'm not bullied, just..."

"hiss……"

The next second, what Yang Yu was about to say suddenly paused, and Yang Yu's face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with solemnity.

"Xiaoyu, are you okay?"

The teenage girl looked at Yang Yu, her eyes full of concern, holding Yang Yu's cheek with both hands, her eyes full of anxiety, she thought Yang Yu had received a severe injury.

"I...is okay."

After more than ten seconds, Yang Yu recovered and looked at the girl in front of him, a strange look rose in his eyes.

The girl was wearing a very broken robes of a servile disciple. She was staring at herself with great concern, her eyes full of concern and anxiety.

"Who bullies you? Tell my sister that I will definitely avenge you this time!"

The girl looked at Yang Yu and spoke with a very affirmative tone.

"I wasn't bullied, I just had a nightmare, it's okay."

Yang Yu waved his hand and waved his hand to the girl. He was indeed not injured. He just stopped talking just because he merged a stream of memory.

"Is it really okay?"

The girl looked at Yang Yu and asked very seriously.

"Sister, do you want me to get up and do two backhand flips for you?"

Yang Yu looked at the girl who was only concerned about him and jumped up from the bed.

"It's really okay?" The girl looked at Yang Yu and finally asked.

"Of course." Yang Yu nodded, jumped a few times on the spot, nodded and said,

"It's fine. I thought those managers bullied you again."

The girl nodded, hugged Yang Yu and sat back on the bed, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"..." Yang Yu's face thrust. The girl looked seventeen or eighteen years old. Although she was wearing a robe of a mail-off disciple, she was very strong.

So, I was a five-year-old kid and was directly hugged.

"Sister, I'm not a little brat anymore. I want me to sit down, just say it."

Yang Yu looked at the girl in front of him and complained helplessly, "He Yang Yu is the saint of Chaos."

However, as if the identity of this girl's sister had a great intimidation to Yang Yu, Yang Yu was actually full of little heads in front of this girl.

"You're not a little brat yet, you're only five years old."

The girl looked at Yang Yu and scraped Yang Yu's nose, her eyes full of strange colors.

"I'm not a child."

Yang Yu pushed away the girl's hand helplessly, and his fat little face turned red.

"Okay, I'm still so shy in front of my sister."

The girl rolled her eyes helplessly to Yang Yu, and was very unhappy with her brother's disgust.

"Xiao Yun, Xiao Yu, I'm out to work. Two servants, letting you live in Yunlan Sect, isn't a waste of food!"

At this moment, a very sharp sound suddenly sounded outside the door, like a mouse talking.

"Yunlin manager."

When the sound sounded, the girl's brows suddenly frowned, and a strong disgust rose in her eyes.

And Yang Yu also wrinkled at this time. Deep in his eyes, a cold murderous intent had already arose in the moment the sound sounded.

Yang Yu's sister is named Xiaoyun and Yang Yu's name is Xiaoyu. They have no surnames and have been orphans since childhood. When Yang Yu was still a baby, Xiaoyun took Xiaoyu to Yunlan Sect to be a servile disciple.

Xiao Yun is too beautiful, with long hair that reaches her waist, bright eyes and white teeth, and her skin that can be broken like cream. Her eyes are as bright as gems, with the charming resources of the whole country.

Therefore, in the four years when Xiaoyu became Yang Yu, she received a lot of harassment. If she hadn't had a certain strength, she would probably...

And this Yunlin is the serious servant in Yunlan Sect, and he has always had some insignificance about Xiaoyun.

"Let's go."

Yang Yu stood up, got out of bed, and walked out of the wooden house.

"Xiaoyu, don't go, my sister will complete the work of both of them, don't worry."

However, Xiaoyun grabbed Yang Yu, smiled and hugged Yang Yu and sat on the bed again, while she walked out of the wooden house alone.

"Yun Lin, right? He has no cultivation, but he relies on his surname Yun to do evil?"

Xiaoyun left, but Yang Yu walked out of the wooden house and headed towards the kitchen. He and Sister Xiaoyun were both tragic servants in the kitchen.

"Xiaoyun, at today's work, don't you want to do two people's work alone, right?"

Xiaoyun walked towards the kitchen, and a guy with a stingy eyes followed her, her eyes kept flowing in front of Xiaoyun, full of lust.

"Xiaoyu is still young, I am his sister, I will do everything for him."

Xiaoyun spoke and walked towards the kitchen without moving her head, her eyes full of disgust.

She has strength and strong strength, but she dare not kill anyone in Yunlan Sect.

Because Yunlan Sect has a Dou King, Dou Emperor, and even a Dou Zong, she is afraid that after she kills people, Yunlan Sect will chase her.

However, Yang Yu is only five years old, and Yang Yu is born to be unable to gather fighting spirit.

Therefore, when she killed someone, Yang Yu would undoubtedly die when facing the pursuit.

So, she would resist killing people.

"Xiaoyun, there is no need to be so blessed. How can you, such a beautiful girl, do so many rough work?"

Beside Xiao Yun, the person with a stingy eyebrows and a mouse-eyed look spoke, and his eyes were filled with passion.

"We will work hard." Xiao Yun spoke, ready to walk into the kitchen.

"Xiaoyun, don't worry, why not do this. Be my wife in charge. From now on, I promise that you and your younger brother will live a good life."

Yun Lin flashed and blocked the door of the kitchen, looking at Xiaoyun with a smile, the meaning in his tone was self-evident.

"We just want to be ordinary peddlers, not like the wife of the stewardess."

Xiao Yun opened her mouth, her brows frowned deeply, and the disgust in her eyes was already very strong.

"I hope you can agree, otherwise, I promise you won't see your brother tomorrow!"

Yun Lin's face suddenly became gloomy. Looking at Xiao Yun, a threatening look appeared on her face.

"What did you say?"

Xiaoyun immediately raised her head, and a cold murderous intent appeared in her eyes, and a wisp of fighting spirit began to flow into her body.

"I'm sorry, you are the one who can't see me tomorrow."

However, at this moment, a blood-red sword suddenly pierced through Yun Lin's chest, and a very tender voice sounded behind him.
Chapter completed!