Chapter 672 Returning From Hell

Hexi walked slowly to Mrs. Nalan's side, squatted down in front of her, reached out and stroked her wrinkled collar gently.

Madam Nalan shivered, her teeth chattering coldly.

At this moment, the girl's clear and transparent voice slowly entered her ears, "Murong Yaru, do you think that I am still the Nalan Hexi who was bullied by you?"

She leaned closer to Mrs. Nalan's ear and whispered, "Tell you a secret? Nalan Hexi was already dead in the past, and died in the hands of your precious daughter Nalan Feixue. Now standing in front of you, It's Hexi who came back from hell. You say, how should I take revenge on those who have insulted me?"

"You...you...I..." Mrs. Nalan's pupils shrank for a while, her body kept twitching, and the fear on her face had become chaotic and frantic.

Hexi stood up satisfied, and without looking at Mrs. Nalan on the ground again, Shi Shiran left Hengfangyuan.

After a while, Mrs. Nalan's hysterical shouts came from Hengfangyuan.

"Ghost... ghost! She's a ghost... she's here to kill... no! She's a monster, she's a scary monster... help me... come and help me!"

The shrill shouts spread to every corner of Nalan Mansion, causing everyone to panic.

In the afternoon, the news of Mrs. Nalan's relapse of madness reached He Xi's ears, and she couldn't help laughing lowly.

How can this be considered a recurrence?

It's just a small appetizer, the real drama is yet to come!

She had said earlier that these people owe Nalan Hexi a debt, and she will help to get them all back one day!

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"The slave is Cuizhu."

"The slave is the fragrance of the lotus."

"We were specially chosen by the young master to serve the young lady."

Two well-dressed and pretty-looking maids stood in front of Hexi and saluted her respectfully.

Both of them behaved respectfully, without the arrogance of pandan at all. The clothes they wore were brocade, but they were not too ostentatious. Their words and deeds showed the well-trained training of the maids of the aristocratic family.

What's even more rare is that they still have the fifth or sixth level of Qi cultivation. This kind of strength is not common even among servants and housekeepers.

He Xiang took a step forward, Wen Wen smiled and said, "We were both first-class maids who served the young master closely. Before we came, the young master specially asked us that you are his sister, so we must take good care of you."

Cuizhu also bowed and said, "Miss, you can tell us if you need anything, and we will definitely help you get it done."

Hexi and Qingluan did not respond to the words of the two.

Mai Xiang raised a strong sense of crisis.

These two girls are better-looking than her, their cultivation base is comparable to hers, and they can talk so well. What if... what if the young lady really regards them as confidants?

Seeing that Hexiang was about to step forward to help Hexi, Maixiang immediately stepped forward and squeezed Hexiang away, "Miss doesn't like strangers touching her."

He Xiang was staggered, and a look of grievance appeared on her beautiful face.

Yingying's tears were about to fall, and she looked at Hexi without speaking.

Hexi nodded Maixiang's head, but just smiled and didn't speak.

She didn't even look at the poor He Xiang, but walked outside the courtyard and looked at Xinyueju.

It was late yesterday, so I didn't take a closer look.

Now it seems that she finds that this Xinyueju actually gives her a wonderful sense of familiarity.