Chapter 129

He Xiang was shuddered even more by what Mu Cen said: "Miss, you are so scared."

"I'm here. What are you afraid of?" Mu Cen made fun of him.

He Xiang followed Mu Cen closely and asked: "Miss, I always think you are familiar with the palace, no matter where you go. You see, I came in with you at the same time, but I asked all the way to xipiandian, but you found it naturally. The day and the night are very different. You don't seem to have any difficulty at all

"Because I have a good memory." Mu Cen found a reason.

He Xiang nodded: "so."

"Are you ready for the birthday of the Empress Dowager tomorrow?" Mu Cen lowered his head and asked.

"It's all packed up." He Xiang answered, "it's just miss. I can guess with my fingers that all our things must be precious. You've prepared this embroidery. It's not suitable."

"Courtesy is light, affection is heavy. What the Empress Dowager wants is affection, not objects. " Mu CEN is very calm should sound.

He Xiang didn't think much, just frowned, anyway, so many days, what Mu Cen did is always right, no matter what the situation is, it seems to have a plan.

It's like today.

Thinking of what happened today, he Xiang suddenly got excited again: "Miss, you are loved by the Empress Dowager and Empress Dowager. You will not be afraid in the future. And look, your highness also likes you. You don't see how angry Princess Yi's face is today. "

But mu Cen didn't answer the question of He Xiang.

He Xiang is still chattering.

Suddenly, Mu Cen's steps stopped.

He Xiang was frightened by Mu Cen: "Miss, why did you stop suddenly?"

"Listen to me, lotus." Mu Cen's voice sank down. "From now on, you can run towards the East Hall as fast as you can. Don't look back. No matter what sound you hear, don't look back. Do you hear it?"

Mu Cen's eyes become sharp, in the dark, such sharp as with a trace of gloomy and cruel.

He Xiang was scared: "miss."

"Be obedient." Mu Cen pushed the lotus fragrance out quickly.

Before he Xiang could react, she felt a force and pushed herself forward passively. She did not dare to look back. She firmly remembered Mu Cen's words and ran towards the East Hall.

Mu Cen looked at the figure that he Xiang left, and the blood in his eyes became more and more obvious.

Let Hexiang go to the east hall because there are many people in the East Hall.

And these people are for themselves, and they will not embarrass Hexiang. After all, they have to keep a live messenger to tell the truth.

The report said that he had died by accident.

Who are these people? How could Mu Cen not know.

I'm afraid Chen Zhirong's first room was forced by today's events, so that mu zhantian would rashly attack himself in the palace.

It's a bet.

Once she's safe, there's bound to be an uproar the next day.

If she died, everything would return to the origin quietly.

After all, it's too easy to have an accident in the womb.

Mu Cen watched he Xiang leave. The embroidery needle he was holding all the time in his hand also shot at the dark place for the first time. Then, with a dull hum, someone fell down.

Several men in black quickly appeared around mucen.

Quietly, just like an invisible big net, Mu Cen wants to disappear completely at the fastest speed.

These people are all experts.

When they are close, Muchen has deliberately and clearly aware of it.

Mu Cen's eyes are sharp, but the surface is still.

This is already the location of xipiandian. It's definitely arranged for these experts to appear here. Mucen knows very well that no one will show up no matter how he asks for help.

Here, she's just waiting to die.

There's no second way.

If she resists, she will either kill all the people. As long as she keeps one alive, Mu Cen knows that it is impossible for her to get out of this deep palace alive.

Mu Cen's Mou light is low to gather down, hiding deep meaning.

Mu zhantian, you can't wait. Do you really think Mu Cen will be here with you?

At the moment of looking up again, the embroidery needles, like the rain, shot into the man in black. The man in black was obviously stunned. I didn't expect to face such a situation.

It's kind of caught off guard.

In front of the people have all fallen down, each needle so from each other's throat through, cruel and merciless cut off all the breathing channels.

At the moment of falling down, the pupil of the man in black kept enlarging and the blood was flowing.

Looking at Mu Cen standing in front of him, the fear in his eyes could not be covered.

Only mu Cen's face did not change: "Mu zhantian asked you to come?"

The men in black looked at each other and said nothing.

"I don't think it's too much of a talent to deal with a weak woman like me?" Mu Cen said with a smile, "but it's a pity that you probably can't see the sun tomorrow."

The voice fell, and the two men in black at the front fell down again.

This time, the embroidery needle directly into the other side's eyebrow.

Mu Cen was still standing with no expression on his face, but he couldn't hide the fierce anger in his eyebrows. The rest of the people in black suddenly became sweaty, which was beyond their expectation.

Everyone thinks that a killer is enough to deal with such a woman.

But I didn't expect that eight of them, here, had already laid down almost half of them.

And they know better that if Muchen is alive, it means they will die.

Mu Cen walked towards them step by step in the dark, but the light blue Ru skirt was enchanting in the dark, and even didn't care who the person in front of him was. The frightful coldness made people shudder.

"Kill." The man in black, the leader, gave a gloomy order.

Mu Cen stood, looking at the sharp sword flying in front of him, but his tone was still calm: "in the dry well of xipiandian, what is flowing is not spring water, but human blood, day after day, year after year, endless."

In front of Mu Cen, Mu Cen still didn't move: "you can't be too many, it's better than the dry well has broken blood."

"Ah..." the man in black screamed in the deep palace.

The sword front that originally faced Mu Cen suddenly turned and directly inserted into the throat of the man in black.

The rest of the two people can no longer calm down, face panic, Muchen's action fast they can't see, like ghosts in general.

Just like Mu Cen, who is standing in front of them now, looks very calm, but his face is bloodless, like the death seeking king from hell.

"Want to run?" Mu Cen sneered, "do you think I will give you this opportunity?"