Chapter 900

"Tweet, tweet"

Several silver swords broke through the air and surrounded the vines.

Murong he's face eased.

"Uncle seven, Aunt Wang, do you really think I'm Murong he's a fake?"

He got up, brushed the hem of his clothes, and slapped a high five.

"Today I'll let you go!"

As soon as the voice fell, several dark shadows fell from the sky and surrounded the whole waterside pavilion.

Murong he took the opportunity to retreat to the periphery and looked at them with evil eyes.

"Today is your death."

"Oh, if I'm free next year, I'll take Murong Yu to worship you."

Murong he's face changed, and he said in a sad way, "when you die, you're hard to talk back? Today, the son of the world will make you regret and offend me!"

"Pop pop"

Mo Xiyan patted his hands and applauded for encouragement.

"Courage is commendable, but not desirable."

She also made a comment.

Muronghe thought they were bluffing him.

Because this is his home.

The man is his and the house is his. How do you think they can't fly

So you can fly without wings!

Murong he widened his eyes and couldn't believe it. Murong Yu took Mo Xiyan a few light jumps and went to the roof not far away. The whole process was only a few seconds, and they had separated from the surrounding circle. The speed was so fast that they didn't even react.

Is this the power of the God of war?

It was terrible.

At this moment, Murong he regretted.

But the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, "go and kill."

"Yes!"

The crowd Shua Shua several times and jumped towards Murong Yu.

Wow, wow

Several arrows fired at the same time, shot them into hedgehogs and fell heavily on the ground.

Then there's no more.

Murong Yu put down his arm, covered the sleeve arrow, and looked down lightly, "is there anything else?"

What ghost's sleeve arrow is that? Who told him that those who can send dozens of arrows at a time can be called sleeve arrows?

It's an arrow gun!

No such bullying!

Murong he jumped in his heart and instinctively stepped back a few steps.

Too, too terrible.

Did he regret it and bring it back?

Obviously, there is nothing so good in the world.

"Murong he, give me the evidence. I can consider letting you go."

The same words, the same voice, the same person opened his mouth.

It was disdain and contempt before.

Now it's the last straw.

"Yes, I do."

Murong nodded fiercely and answered in seconds.

As for the tough and arrogant man before, who was he?

Hehe, he said he lost his memory. I don't know.

"Wait for uncle and aunt seven. I'll come right away."

Then, with a Shua, he ran away.

"At this speed, I went to run the 210 meter hurdles. I'm a good champion. I didn't run anymore."

Mo Xiyan couldn't help clapping and praising him again.

Then he sighed, "I'll make five packs of spicy strips, and he won't come back."

Murong Yu picked his eyebrow, "go and have a look, and you'll know."

He took Mo Xiyan's waist, took a few gentle steps, and went straight after Murong he in the direction he left.

He is fast.

At least ten times faster than muronghe.

So the man who thought he must run away steadily did not know that he had been stared at.

And not far or near behind him, very leisurely.

Running to the study, Murong he closed the door and leaned behind the door. After taking a few breaths, he went to the desk and sat down.

"Hum, I've come here. They certainly don't know I'm here."

He poured cold water fiercely and calmed himself. Then he turned and opened the secret door and strode in.

The door of the secret room closes instantly.

After he left, Murong Yu and Mo Xiyan leisurely opened the door and came in. Then they sat on a soft couch and waited for someone to come out quietly.

So when Murong he came out of the secret room and saw Murong Yu and Mo Xiyan sitting not far away, Mo Xiyan waved to him and immediately dropped the book in his hand.

"Uncle seven, aunt seven, how did you come here?"

This study is not the original one of King lie.

It's not his original one.

But a new one opened up after he took over Prince lie's house.

It is located in the middle of the second entrance courtyard and the third entrance courtyard, in the middle of the corridor connecting the two courtyards.

It is reasonable to say that usually others will only think that this is a hall, rather than a city or a study.

So he is very confident that he will not be found by Murong Yu.

But how did he get caught when there was no incense?

"With your IQ, it's hard to explain to you."

Mo Xi Yan supported his chin and smiled, "what fell on the ground is the evidence you said?"

She pointed to the pile at muronghe's feet.

"No, no, No." Murong he jumped aside and opened some distance from those, which relieved his breath.

"So, what you said about taking evidence is to continue to deceive us?" Mo Xiyan followed his logic.

"No, no, how dare I."

Murong he suddenly turned white. The scene that Murong Yu had just killed brought him too much psychological shadow.

As a result, he was still in a state of panic, so almost instinctively, he counseled immediately.

"Oh, what about the evidence?" Mo Xiyan stretched out his right hand and begged for it.

"Just, just..." Murong he still didn't want to say that it was related to his life. He would never admit it until the end.

Of course, except being threatened by Murong Yu

"If you don't say it again, your neck will blossom."

Murong he trembled and looked at Murong Yu. When he looked at his cold black eyes, his body couldn't help shaking again.

Terrible, terrible.

He was a little bad. He couldn't help shaking and even wanted to kneel.

He doesn't want to.

You know, he hasn't been on the battlefield.

Even if it was murder, he never had a psychological burden.

But just to Murong Yu, he counseled again and again?

This, this is a little incredible.

Is it difficult that his courage has really been so small?

If Mo Xiyan could hear his voice, he would certainly solve his worries for him.

And directly tell him that it is the absolute suppression of power. Who makes you a mortal, and the big demon king standing opposite you... Zun?

"I advise you to speak quickly, or you know that this sword has no eyes."

Mo Xiyan smiled and played the sword peak, a kind reminder.

The surprised Murong he breathed slowly and retreated more than half a step. Before he could stand firm, the sword peak stuck to his neck again, with a bonus, "move again and kill you directly."

Because of panic, Murong he could only force himself to stand on tiptoe and lean forward, his heart full of tears