Chapter 692

When Mu Cen was inexplicable, Mu Zhihua suddenly opened his mouth, saying very clearly: "I hate everyone in your Li family."

Li family?

Doesn't that include Li Shiyuan?

Mu Cen just looks at Mu Zhihua, because Mu CEN is very clear that Mu Zhihua loves Li Shiyuan, maybe because of Li Shiyuan's status, but for Li Shiyuan, Mu Zhihua really loves him, and every move is for Li Shiyuan's consideration.

Now, she hates the Li family?

Is it because Li Shiyuan finally made use of Mu Zhi's paintings and didn't make Mu Zhi's paintings the last?

Mu Cen lowered his eyebrows and thought quietly.

At this time, Mu Zhihua suddenly walks to Mu Cen, and the guards around him are on the alert. Li Shiyuan's eyebrows and eyes suddenly cool down.

"What? Are you afraid I'll kill you? " Mu Zhihua laughs wantonly, as if this kind of thing seems more ridiculous, "Mu Cen, I'm a man with no power to bind a chicken, what are you afraid of?"

Mu Cen didn't speak.

The guards around are still on guard.

After all, Mu Cen's identity is not what it used to be. They can't make any mistakes. If they make mistakes, they will fall to the ground.

Mu Cen and Mu Zhihua keep a distance of one meter, but mu Zhihua can't get close to them.

But Muchen was also fearless: "I know what you want to know."

"What do I want to know?" Mu Cen calmly asked Mu Zhihua.

Mu Zhihua smiles darkly: "you want to know if Li Shiyuan is really dead."

This makes Mu Cen and Li Shiyuan quiet. They look at each other. It is obvious that Mu Zhihua knows more than they think. When Li Shiyuan's accident happened, Mu Zhihua had been put in prison. At that time, Li Shiyuan entered the secret passage.

After that, they didn't say anything to the outside world. Except for the soldiers who went down to search, no one knew.

And Mu Zhihua knows it in the dungeon?

What does that mean?

"Good." Mu Cen poured is to smile, "say to listen to."

She quietly looked at Mu Zhihua, and did not disclose any of her thoughts, nor did she disclose Li Shiyuan's current situation. At that time, under the cliff, there was Li Shiyuan's body. Li Shiyuan could only die. There was absolutely no other way.

Mu Cen wanted to know what else Mu Zhihua could say. It was an unexpected harvest when he came here today.

"Come here." Mu Zhihua's attitude is still a little arrogant, as if he were still a royal concubine, "come here, I'll tell you."

Mu Cen raises eyebrows, and then calmly takes a step forward.

"Niang Niang..." the bodyguard wants to stop Mu Cen.

Even Li Shiyuan frowned: "Cen ER!"

Mu Cen quieted down, turned around and looked at Li Shiyuan: "I'll be fine in the past. I'll be fine. Don't worry."

She is appeasing Li Shiyuan.

Li Shiyuan didn't say anything in the end.

After all, Mu Zhihua, as she said, can't resist Mu Cen because she has no power to bind a chicken. Even if Mu Zhihua really wants to do something, Mu Cen won't worry. After all, Mu Cen's martial arts have been fully restored, and Mu Zhihua is not mu Cen's opponent.

Besides, Mu Zhihua now has nothing. Even if he assassinates, it is impossible.

So Li Shiyuan didn't stop Mu Cen in the end.

Mu Cen went in the direction of Mu Zhi's painting.

Mu Zhihua quiets down, retreats a few steps, and returns to a safe distance, as if these guards would give him trouble. Mu Cen looks at Mu Zhihua with a little deep thought.

"Why, are you afraid of me?" Mu Zhihua gives a sneer, as if provoking Mu Cen.

Mu Cen stood in the same place, watching quietly.

The distance between the two people, there is one person wide, talk is enough.

Mu CEN is not afraid of Mu Zhi's paintings. He just thinks that today's Mu Zhi's paintings are too abnormal, which makes Mu Cen feel strange. It's instinctive. Mu Cen doesn't get close to Mu Zhi's paintings any more.

"It's enough to say what you want to say to me here." Mu Cen spoke lightly, ignoring Mu Zhihua's provocation.

Mu Zhihua sneered, "is that right?"

This time, surprisingly, Mu Zhihua took a step forward. The light in the dungeon was very dark, and it was only lit by the torch on the wall.

And this position, just right, the torch lit up Mu Zhi's face.

It looks very embarrassed, with bloodstains on it and white skin, but the white one makes people feel unreal. It seems that Mu Cen has never seen Mu Zhi's paintings under such circumstances before.

This kind of picture, Mu Cen's eyes slightly narrowed, suddenly felt that something was wrong.

So, this just let Mu Cen take the initiative to go forward.

As a result, just as Mu Cen was approaching, Mu Zhihua suddenly backhanded and grabbed Mu Cen's neck. He didn't know when he had a hairpin in his hand and wanted to stab Mu Cen's heart.

"Mu Cen, I will kill you." Mu Zhihua's words are extremely cruel.

This kind of painting is definitely not a person who can't master martial arts. On the contrary, it's a person who can't let go. Even if Mu CEN is so cold, he can't break away for a while.

"Cen'er," Li Shiyuan exclaimed.

The guards around were also shocked.

They can't believe it's going to happen all of a sudden.

Mu CEN is calm: "Mu Zhihua, do you know martial arts?"

This is something that Mu Cen has never discovered in so many years, and has never been exposed in his last life. However, Mu Cen died early in his last life, and he doesn't know what happened later.

So when did Mu Zhi begin to learn martial arts?

But mu Cen soon regained his mind, and his eyes fell on Mu Zhihua: "Mu Zhihua, you are not mu Zhihua, are you?"

This is what Mu Cen thinks strange.

Mu Cen will change face.

Mu Cen's face changing is already a wonderful work, no matter when and where, as long as Mu Cen's face changing, it's hard to be seen.

So mu Cen for any easy to find.

Only mu Zhihua.

It was just when the light of the torch fell on Mu Zhihua that Mu Cen noticed something unusual. There was blood on Mu Zhihua's face. The skin was white and abnormal, just like a lifeless fake skin, but it was more real than the fake skin, and the blood on it was more clearly visible.

That skin is like a child.

Only a few years old can have tender skin.

At this age, the state of Mu Zhi's skin is definitely not like this.

Therefore, Mu Cen felt a little surprised. Now Mu Zhihua's action makes Mu Cen almost sure of his judgment that the painting in front of him is not mu Zhihua.

This man who has lived with himself for many years is not a real painting of Mu Zhi.

So where did the real Muzhi painting go?

How did this man appear in King Mu's residence without being found?