Chapter 927

"Yes." Song Shian replied in a very light voice.

Mu Shen

He suddenly felt that he had been abused with blood on his face. He didn't understand that he was so good-looking that he was still a single dog. Just now, song Shian, a dog man, showed off in front of him!

The world is crazy!

When he returned to mushen's bedroom, song Shian was going to help him lie down and have a rest, but a big man just sat down on the sofa. Song Shian knew what he wanted to say and shut up. Then he went to get him some medicine.

Mu Shen gently rubbed the white pill with his fingers, "are you still going?"

Song Shian: "wait until you take the medicine."

Mu Shen sneered. He rarely looked at Song Shian in a good mood. He leaned back on the sofa and said, "do you want to ask, what do you plan to do with Jing family?"

Song Shian did not deny, "well."

Jing family and Mu family are old families. Although they have been fighting openly and secretly these years, they still live in peace on the surface. Before Huo tingxiao hit Jing family hard, and Mu Shen didn't take advantage of the opportunity. Song Shian vaguely guessed what Mu Shen wanted to do.

Mu Shen gently stretched out his tongue and licked his lips. His pale lips held a trace of ridicule. "Don't you have guessed what I want to do for a long time?"

Song Shian: "I have not."

Mu Shen squinted at him, "right?"

Song Shian pursed his lips. "Now the Jing family's successor is accused, and the Jing family is in a passive situation. Huo tingxiao must have a back hand. If we miss this opportunity at this time, I'm afraid..."

Mu deep carelessly picked to pick eyebrow, "be afraid of what?"

Song Shian: "before the family rebellion, the forces of all parties in the abandoned city were ready to move. Although they were in danger, some deeply rooted forces coveted the Jing family. If they succeeded in winning over the Jing family or destroyed the Jing family first, those potential forces would be in turmoil again. You spent so much energy to drive them into the field of death, don't you think I'll watch them open their arms again and do evil. "

Mu Shen had a smile in the corner of his eyes. It was a cold sentence, but it was just like a common saying from his mouth, "that also requires them to have the ability to walk out of my hands alive."

His words, as if with sword light and sword shadow, resounded silently in this cold night.

Song Shian raised his eyes slightly, and his brain flashed over many pictures. After a long time, he said: "the boss has already made arrangements."

His words seemed to be in doubt, but there was no doubt at all.

Mu Shen seems to be in a good mood today, saying: "if you just wait for others to come to you passively and then know how to fight back, can you still live to this day? Abandoned city is the last bottom line of the statue, who touches Who's going to die? "

Song Shian's pupils shrank slightly, and finally he lowered his head, "I understand."

Mu Shen suddenly gave a sudden smile. His deep eyes seemed to be a bit elusive and distant, and a bit ambiguous and desolate.

Do you think Lao Shen will I feel like a monster? "

Killing people like numbness, inhumanity and ruthlessness, it seems that these are not enough to describe him. Over the years, everyone has been in awe of him. Even those who are slightly close to him in the organization think that he is moody, but he can kill people when he raises his hand.

For so many years, it seems that Yun Weiyang is the only one who dares to rush in front of him and criticize him harshly. But when the danger is near, the girl who seems so weak and vulnerable dares to stand in front of him and die for him.

In those years when he didn't meet her, he came here alone, as if the blood in every blood vessel in his body was cold, and he didn't need the blood to be covered.

However, even if he never cares, there will still be a little bit of extravagance in his heart. I hope someone will come to ask him if it hurts

Song Shian: "No."

Mu Shen leaned forward slightly, and the coffin was stiff on the sofa. Even though he knew that song Shian's words were a bit of a liar, he was still very helpful.

Mu Shen's eyebrows seem to have been dyed with a layer of cold frost, but these years, everyone is just afraid, no one to smooth the frost between his eyebrows.

At that moment, he suddenly felt lonely as never before, like the world is so big, but no one can walk into his heart.

It's not like that either. There was a man who once blundered through the thorns and walked into his wrapped heart like a lone hero all the way across mountains and rivers.

However, the man quickly evacuated, without any nostalgia, as if she just inadvertently intruded, but did not understand that he would never come out.

He is as rich as his country. He is also a good-looking man. He has all kinds of women he wants and can decide life and death in a word. But it's nothing strange. The man never cares. Sometimes he even thinks that if the girl can be as worldly as others, will she not leave?

Mu Shen's eyes were a little empty. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, he raised his hand to cover his half face. "You go down."Song Shian didn't say anything more. He just took a step and left Mu Shen's bedroom very lightly.

Heaven and earth, snowflakes scattered, this winter, is finally coming.

Mu Shen is sitting on the sofa with thick blood in his eyes. He looks at the snow through the unclosed window and suddenly remembers that the first time he took Yun Weiyang to perform a mission was also a cold winter.

Yun Weiyang sat by the window, through the black glass, looking at the heavy snow outside the window, a hand slightly tilted his forehead, such as ink eyes, reflecting a shining white snowflake.

Mu Shen asked her, "do you like snow very much?"

Yunweiyang didn't seem to hear it. He turned his head for a long time. He looked a little dazed, but looked at him sincerely. "Well, I used to like a person very much. He liked snow very much. Under the heavy snow, he made a little snowman for me. At that time I think he's the best looking man in the world. "

Mu deep eyebrow slightly Cu Cu, "than this Zun also pretty?"

Yun Weiyang shook his head, still serious: "he is not as good-looking as you, but you know, some people are not good at all, but no one can replace them."

On that day, young master mu, who was mature and steady, and thought that making a snowman was very retarded, insisted on making more than a dozen snowmen. He asked Yun Weiyang to admit that the snowman he made was more beautiful than the wild man in his memory.

In fact, he didn't know that since that cold night, a seed had been buried in the bottom of his heart and sprouted slowly