Evil Consort in the Great Era - Chapter 983

Mo Xiyan just wants Murong to take her to the back to have a look.

Didn’t want the answer, he ran out.

Yes, it’s running. It’s very fast.

At first, because the man’s hair was scattered and the clothes he wore were exquisite, but they were also very ragged, so Mo Xi Yan didn’t recognize him at first sight.

When she came near, she found that the man was Murong Leng because he ran and took up his hair to show his face.

The owner of this house is killing his bodyguard?

Which song is it?

Murong Yu followed Murong Leng closely with Mo Xiyan, and the eighth day of the ninth lunar month on one side also followed Chen Liu quickly. He planned to throw Chen Liu out at the most suitable time and roar that sentence.

The crowd followed Murong Leng and came to the gate of a courtyard. There were sergeants in iron armor outside the gate, and there were bodyguards forced by him inside the gate.

They all stared at Murong Leng in horror, and the fear in their eyes had reached the peak.

“Master, it’s my subordinates’ fault to let those thieves break in, but please give us another chance and let us catch those people back to make atonement.”

There was a young man in the bodyguard who was about seventeen or eighteen. He knelt down and begged Murong Leng to give him another chance.

The young man is very upright and upright. He looks honest.

But such an honest man was beheaded by Murong Leng as soon as he finished talking.

He didn’t even blink.

After his death, the bodyguards were stunned on the spot, as if they had expected their own results, which must be a word of death, so they gave up all their struggles.

These people are pathetic.

But they are blind, so they follow such masters.

If you choose the Ming Lord, you will end up like this.

Mo Xiyan shook his head gently and sighed in his heart, pitying the young man.

At the same time, he was confused about Murong Leng’s illness.

Because she had cured him before.

Reasonably speaking, it should not recur so quickly?

Or did he get hurt during this time? Or what major stimulus?

Mo Xiyan thought suspiciously.

Chen Liu, on the other hand, instinctively covered her mouth and trembled with fear after seeing who the fallen youth was.

The eighth day of junior high school looked at her and only felt that she had made some mistakes.

After all, as a practicing family, how can you be frightened to see murder?

However, what he didn’t know, Chen Liu was not afraid to see death.

Right, shock.

Because the young man knew her and had a good relationship with her.

Of course, that’s not the point.

The most important thing is that the young man is Wei Cheng, the only son of the new housekeeper Wei Zhong.

Speaking of the housekeeper, it can involve at least twenty years ago.

When Murong Leng was a prince, he followed him and devoted himself to him.

He also blocked arrows for Murong’s cold block gun several times, which can be said to be loyal.

Under the upbringing of Wei Zhong, Wei Cheng has no other heart for Murong Leng.

It can be said that he has been serving Murong Leng since he was born.

Until now, he died under his sword.

The reason why Chen Liu is afraid is.

Murong Leng can kill such a confidant.

Will she die faster if she doesn’t even meet the master several times?

So what happened to her brother now?

Just thinking, there was a terrible cry in my ear.

Chen Liu looked up and found that all the guards in the yard were dead.

Only Murong Leng stood there, holding a bleeding sword.

“Pass on my orders and kill.”

Murong’s voice is cold, and his voice is colder.

The word “kill” doesn’t say who to kill.

I didn’t say anyone couldn’t kill.

“Yes!”

The soldiers outside the courtyard quickly dispersed.

Separately looking for their own goal to kill.

They are like evil spirits walking at night. In the twinkling of an eye, they have killed dozens of suspicious looking men.

Gradually, some women were not spared.

Chen Liu saw all this very clearly because she was brought to the roof on the eighth day of the ninth lunar new year.

Seeing the Wujia villa red with blood, I felt both happy and frightened.

If someone fish in troubled waters at this time, it seems that there is no big problem except his enemies?

Chen Liu was very glad that he had been caught and was protected by such a man with strong martial arts. It was better than going back to the villa.

So the hatred for Chen Qing slowly turned into schadenfreude.

However, compared with the perspective, Mo Xiyan and Murong Yuna applauded.

Because of Murong imperial’s prohibition, they can go up to the Ningchun building in the middle of Wujia villa.

Here, I watched the people of Wujia villa fall down.

The real outsiders, Murong Shen and others, took advantage of the chaos in the house and slipped out.

“Really confused.” Mo Xiyan didn’t understand why Murong Leng became like this.

It’s like I don’t understand that Murong Leng was still a good man. After he became emperor, he turned against Murong Yu and even wanted to kill all his brothers.

“Let’s see.” Murong Yu Qingna said, “the ending has already been decided. It doesn’t have to be a pity.”

After seeing Murong Leng kill, Murong Yu calculated a divination for him.

It’s a divination, a sign of great evil.

And there are white ghosts and hell Shura hanging on it.

This shows that the Wujia villa will fall down in three days.

And was defeated by Murong Leng’s men.

As for the reason, it is probably related to the light pink shadow on the right side of the hexagram.

The skin is like pink peach, the eyebrow is like Dai, the beauty is accompanied, and the sleeve is fragrant.

It shows that the source of the disaster is the woman.

As for what kind of woman?

This is none of Murong Yu’s business.

He just calculated casually and didn’t really care about Murong Leng.

“Have you calculated?” Mo Xiyan looked at Murong Yu’s appearance and tried to ask, “there are no friars here. Will you be excluded by this way of heaven?”

Murong Yu shook his head, “he dare not.”

You’re right.

Don’t pity Yan’s desire to speak and choke.

Because she had to admit that what he said was very reasonable.

With a sigh, don’t cherish Yan’s sight. He found that the cheerful guards who had just killed stopped one by one.

A middle-aged uncle was kneeling in front of Murong Leng, holding a golden plaque in his hands, and said in tears, “master, my subordinates are asking for this death free gold medal. Can you tell me why you want to kill my child?”

Murong Leng waved the gold medal with a sword, raised his chin and said without any emotion, “I am the Lord of the world. Whoever I want to kill is who. Why should I explain?”

A word completely chilled the hearts of a group of people, especially the middle-aged uncle. After listening to Murong Leng’s words, he immediately tightened his body and fell on the ground to cry bitterly.

“What a bad luck.” Murong hummed coldly, threw his sword at random, crossed the uncle, strode away without half a pause, and disappeared at the arch in the twinkling of an eye.

After they all left, the middle-aged uncle slowly got up and stared at the bloody sword. After a long time, he stood up and turned and left slowly