Chapter 594: I must let the son see you pleasingly

Chapter 594 must let the son see you pleasingly

In the depths of an extremely vast mountain range, there is a huge palace group, and the palace group exudes an extremely secluded and indifferent atmosphere.

Walking here, as if being stared at by countless cold eyes, the whole body will be extremely uncomfortable.

The towering old trees and the dense water vapor give people an extremely depressive feeling, and even the air is filled with **** murderous intent.

In the palace complex, in a palace that is not majestic and majestic, there are two figures sitting in the hall.

One of them is a burly figure, almost fifty years old, wearing a golden robe, a face like a knife, revealing the majesty of a superior, extremely domineering, and he exudes an extremely violent aura.

The other person was an old man with a thin body wearing a black robe. The old man's skin was wrinkled like withered wood, his eyes were sunken, and there was a gleam in his body.

"Elder Ghost, come to me today, is it done?" The man in the golden robe laughed.

"Elder Lei, I'm sorry, let him run away again, this time we sent all the eighteen assassins of the late War Emperor Realm and above." The black robe old man ghost elder sighed.

Elder Lei, the man in the golden robe, darkened his face when he heard the words, and said, "Elder Ghost, Lei doesn't care how many people you send. I don't want the process. As long as it turns out, I am here for the credibility of Yan Luo Mansion for more than three months. Now, you can't even kill the remnants of a mid-War Emperor!"

"Elder Lei, we are also old acquaintances. When did I let you down because I have no way to go, but if you kill a person in the war emperor realm, you can't send the war emperor, right?" Ghost elder frowned, very unhappy Elder Lei His attitude is quite **** for tat.

Sure enough, when he heard the words of the ghost elder, the ghost has no way, Elder Lei's tone instantly softened: "Elder ghost, give me a price, what is the price for the battle emperor killer? I won’t even have this soul stone. Up."

"Elder Lei, if you are so confident, why don't you get rid of this remnant yourself?" Gui Wumen said in a hurry, with a hint of playfulness in the corner of his mouth.

Hearing this, Elder Lei Lei Jiu's face turned gloomy, as if the ghostly words had hit his sore spot.

"In any case, I just want to kill this remnant, all the price, my Lei family can afford it." Lei Jiu took a deep breath, stood up suddenly, and said loudly.

"Relax, my Yan Luo Mansion will hunt down for the sake of reputation." Gui Wumen smiled faintly, "Elder Lei, then don't give it away."

"Humph!" Lei Jiu let out a cold snort, and walked toward the door.

When Lei Jiu disappeared, the smile on Gui Wumen’s face instantly solidified, his expression became extremely cold, and he said coldly: "Lei family, blame you for being cruel, if you don’t ask me, Yan Luo Mansion will take action against Murong family. The mansion will not lose a future killing saint!"

Gui Wumen walked to the door, looked at the gloomy sky, and said: "It's not that I, Yan Luo Mansion, don't want to make a full shot, but I dare not move him with all my strength, Murong Ye, hey..."

With a sigh, Gui Wumen suddenly disappeared into the palace.

Three days have passed since Xiao Fan entered the small space in the secret realm, the mansion of the Xiao family in Xiaocheng.

In a courtyard, Crazy Wolf and Yingfeng were discussing martial arts. Suddenly, with a creak, the door of the room opened and a thin figure walked out.

The skinny figure was naturally Murong Xue. After the mad wolf brought him back, he kept throwing him in the yard. The mad wolf had sought out Xiao Fan, but Xiao Fan was too lazy to take care of him, leaving Murong Xue to fend for himself.

With repeated pleadings from Crazy Wolf and Xiao Jin, Xiao Fan finally had no choice but to stabilize his injury. After waiting for several days, Murong Xueshou finally woke up, but she was very weak.

"Want to leave again? The door is over there, please." The mad wolf gave Murong Xue a faint glance, then ignored it.

Murongxue is very arrogant. Mad Wolf appreciates his arrogance, but he is even more upset about Murongxue's rudeness.

"Thank you for your help." To the mad wolf's surprise, Murong Xue did not leave, but arched his hand at the mad wolf.

"It's not me who saved you, and I don't have the strength to save you." Crazy wolf doesn't buy it very much. Aren't you arrogant, continue to be arrogant and show me?

Yingfeng was silent on the side, quietly looking at Murongxue, her bright and white face, with sharp angular sternness, her dark and deep eyes, glowing with a black gem-like color, and she also revealed a sharpness and vicissitudes of life.

A thick black hair draped over his shoulders and fell like a waterfall. The long figure stood upright like an arrogant pine, giving people a very crisp and neat feeling.

The **** white robe had been changed to a normal robe, but it was still difficult to conceal his dusty temperament. It could be seen that he should be very strict with himself.

Murongxue looked at the two with embarrassment on her face, she didn't know what to say for a while.

"Murongxue, right? My name is Yingfeng, come and sit down." Yingfeng coughed dryly, breaking the calmness.

Murongxue hesitated for a while, and finally took a step, walked to the stone table, but did not sit down, looked at the crazy wolf and said, "Your Excellency, can you take me to see the brother who saved me that day?"

"Brothers don't call at random, nor are everyone who can become the brother of the son." The crazy wolf smiled coldly, but he was a little curious in his heart.

Isn't this Murong Xue very arrogant? Why are you so low-pitched now?

"Yes, not everyone can be the brother of the son." For this point, Yingfeng also took it seriously, and said: "The injury on your body can be cured by the son, but he may not heal it for you. If you want to treat your injury, I advise you to hurry up and go elsewhere."

Murongxue's face was ugly and slightly angry, but in the end she took a deep breath and endured it. He knew the injuries in his body very well. After three months of fleeing for three months, he was already exhausted.

If it weren't for the support of that will, perhaps he would have died long ago, and going to other people might not be able to cure his illness. What's more, he saw Xiao Fan suppress his injury with a single shot.

These methods, in Murong Xue's view, were completely magical.

Gritting his teeth, Murong Xue said again: "I don't know what conditions he needs to help. No matter what conditions, I will agree."

"Are you willing to let you become the son's thug?" Yingfeng smiled faintly.

"Thug?" Murongxue's face became stiff, and she shook her head and said, "I am easy to cause murder."

"Oh, you're afraid of getting people involved." Yingfeng found that Murongxue was not as arrogant as she thought, at least she would consider others.

The mad wolf was also slightly surprised, and said in his heart: "It can make him give up his arrogance. It seems that he is also a person with blood and blood, and this will has always supported him."

"Well, if you want the son to heal your injuries, I will also show you a clear way." The crazy wolf thought for a while.

"What?" Murong Xue asked without hesitation.

"First of all, you must let the son see you pleasing to the eye." The crazy wolf said very solemnly.