Chapter 366

"Woof!" Angry screams through the void, into the ear, Murong snow bright small face instantly gloomy terrible, flying into the falling snow Pavilion.

Dozens of bodyguards gathered around and stabbed the Beibei in the middle mercilessly with their sharp swords. Their faces, heads and claws were covered with bloodstains, and their bodies were covered with scars. The red blood spilled over the wound, and the snow-white fur was particularly red!

Its movement obviously slowed down, but it did not have the slightest fear, dragging the tired body, shuttling back and forth in countless swords and swords, biting one bodyguard after another who wanted to put it to death. The cold look in his eyes, the resolute murderous spirit, just like a proud Tibetan mastiff!

Blood spilled all over the floor. It was not clear whether it was the bodyguard's or Beibei's. The whole Luoxue pavilion was filled with a strong smell of blood

"Mad dog, you don't know how to live or die." Murong Jian roared, suddenly pulled out his sword and stabbed Beibei!

Murong Xue's momentum suddenly became fierce. His eyes were cold and his toes were a little bit. In a blink of an eye, he rushed to Murong Jian. His soft sword was thrown out and mercilessly cut into his arm

Murong Jian was shocked and quickly took back his hand. The soft sword brushed his arm and made a long big cut. The red blood instantly oozed out of the wound and dyed his sleeve red

Murong Xue's eyes were cold, his wrist turned, and his soft sword drew a beautiful arc in the air. With a cold and murderous intention, he stabbed Murong Jian's heart

Murong Jian's eyes were full of fright, and he stumbled back and forth: Murong Xue, didn't she go to the East Hall for a banquet? Why did you come back?

One bodyguard after another jumped over and stopped Murong Xue with his sword!

Murong Xue curled up a cold smile at the corner of his mouth and turned his wrist. His soft sword gently crossed the neck of a famous bodyguard. He raised many red blood threads and splashed them on the ground. It was bright red and dazzling. The strong smell of blood spread in the air, which made people want to vomit

Murong Jian suddenly woke up and looked at the bodyguard whose neck had been cut off. His pupils shrank violently and exclaimed: "stop, stop Stop it... "

The guards take back their swords and jump to Murong Jian.

Murong Xue pulled out his sword from a bodyguard's heart, and turned to look at Murong Jian. The cold and cold light in his dark eyes made Murong Jian's heart jump violently. In an instant, he returned to normal again. He snapped, "Murong Xue, what are you doing?"

"I should ask you, Lord Murong, when I leave the mansion, with so many bodyguards, you break into the Luoxue Pavilion without permission, hurt the servant girls, Mammy and Beibei here, and turn this place into a mess. What do you want?" Murong Xue asked in a sharp voice, and the cold light flashed in the dark pupil.

Murong Jian's eyes flashed unnaturally: "I'm just It's just... "

"But what is it? If you covet something from me, if you don't dare to ask for it openly, you'll steal it and rob it in a shameless way! " Murong snow coldly accepted his words, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are full of light mockery.

Murong Jian frowned tightly, and the falling snow pavilion was turned into a mess. People with a clear eye could see that they were looking for something. Murong Xue could naturally guess his purpose. He couldn't hide his purpose. However, "we didn't take anything from you. The Luoxue pavilion was just a little disordered and there was no loss..."

"Beibei was injured or seriously injured by you, and the blood was not stopped, but also called no loss?" Murong Xue interrupted his words without politeness, and his dark eyes flashed with cold light.

Murong Jian's sharp eyes swept the bloody Beibei, but he didn't agree: "it's just an animal..."

"In my opinion, you are not as good as animals..."

"Shut up!" Murong Jian interrupted Murong Xue's words in a sharp voice, and his sharp eyes burst out with cold: "Murong Xue, I'm your second uncle. How can you talk to me like this?"

"I turned your falling snow Pavilion into a mess, but I didn't kill a person here. The dog was only seriously injured and still angry. How about you, stabbing me and killing so many guards?"

"This is what you asked for. If you didn't break into the falling snow Pavilion, how could you be seriously injured? How could you lose your life? " Murong snow is not polite to him.

"You..." Murong Jian pointed to Murong Xue, and was speechless.

"Get out of the prefect's house and never step further!" Murong snow looked at Murong Jian coldly and impolitely ordered to leave: the same thing, she will never allow a second time.

Murong Jianqing Jun's face was black and was about to drip ink: "the Marquis of Zhenguo is also my home. Why should I get out?"

"Because the current Marquis of Zhenguo is Murong ye, not Murong Jian. According to the law of Qingyan, when my brother inherits the position of Marquis of Zhenguo, you should get out of here!" Murong Xue looked at him coldly, every word.

"You..." Murong Jianqi choked, a handsome face red, white, instantly changed dozens of colors, under the sleeve of the hand tightly clenched up, yes, become the prince of the town, not only a symbol of identity, status, but also the owner of this house, Murong Xue dare to drive him away, because Murong Ye is the Marquis of the town, and he is only the "second uncle" who lives in the Marquis of the town! He wants to be the master of this house!"This is my father's home, and my mother is still alive. How can I go?" He wants to stay in the residence of Marquis of Zhenguo, calculate Murong ye, seize the position of Marquis of Zhenguo, and leave here, it is not convenient to do things!

Looking at his absolutely determined eyes, Murong Snow's eye bottom flashed a light mockery: "you can take your mother, leave the Houfu together."

Murong Jian's sharp eyes, like a sharp arrow, fiercely shot at Murong Xue: "my mother married into the Duke's house of Zhenguo. She was an old lady of the Marquis's house. A hundred years ago, she was qualified to live in the mansion. Even if your brother was a Marquis of Zhenguo, she had no right to drive her away!"

Murong snow smile, cold smile, she knew that Murong Jian will be careful to stay here, high sounding reasons have been thought of! She could do what he wanted, but: "you can stay as many swords as Beibei gets!"

As soon as the words fell, Murong Xue's wrists turned, and his sharp sword brought a cold chill to Murong's fitness. The blood spattered, Murong Jian's chest had been scratched with deep and shallow scars. The speed was too fast for people to react

The burning pain came from his chest. Murong Jian looked down and saw that the blood red blood oozed from the wound and dyed the red clothes. His angry low roar spread through the clouds, resounding all over the sky: "Murong Xue..."

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