"Cough, cough..." Murong Jian coughed violently, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing nothing, the man with the cloak strides to murongjian, kicks him hard and rolls him forward

The cloaked man followed slowly. Murong Jian stopped and he made up for it. When Murong Jian stopped, he made up another foot again. He took Murong Jian as a ball and kicked him to roll forward

"Ah Ah Ah Murong Jian's shrill scream pierced the clouds and resounded through the sky. His black hair was scattered in disorder. The white midcoat was covered with gray footprints. The wound that healed soon was also cracked a lot. The red blood seeped out, and the red clothes were dyed. What a mess he looked like.

"I killed you!" Murong Jian yelled angrily. He reached out and pulled out his sword. He stabbed the cloaked man fiercely

The man in the cloak sneered, sidestepped to avoid the attack, reached for the sword, and hit murongjian with a backhand on his chest, which hit him three or four meters away and hit the wall heavily. His whole body was burning with pain.

"Murong Jian, it's really bad that you have only this skill." The cloaked man put his sword on the ground, squinted at murongjian, and scoffed at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

Murong Jian raised his head and looked at the man with a cloak. The burning anger at the bottom of his eyes seemed to devour him alive: "if you have the ability, you will kill me."

"Good!" The man in the cloak nodded and waved the sword in his hand. He took up many sharp shadows and stabbed murongjian mercilessly: if people are so sincere about death, he will give them a good time

Seeing that the long sword was about to stab Murong fitness, a female voice of Qingling suddenly came over: "it's in the middle of the night, it's really lively here!"

The action of the man in the cloak suddenly stopped. Following the prestige, a girl in a long purple dress came in. Her black hair was combed into a simple bun, and a purple stone hairpin was pinned between her hair, which reflected the beauty of her small face.

Cape man sharp eyes fierce squint up: "Murong snow, how can you be here?"

"I'll come and have a look when I hear the bustle here. Unexpectedly, as soon as I enter the door, I'll see you killing the Murong Chamberlain." Murong Xue is smiling, and her cold eyes sweep the man with a cloak. Murong Jian.

Zhenguo Houfu is several blocks away from here. It's midnight now. Murong Xue can't walk here. She will appear here. It should be because she has been sending people to monitor here and know everything here

The Cape man's eyes were cold: "you are really worried about your second uncle..."

Murong Xue's eyes were cold: "he stole the thing I wanted most and traded it with others. Of course, I don't trust him. Who is your name? I came here in the middle of the night to trade with my second uncle... "

"In vain." The cloaked man coldly replied to her and waved his sword across Murong's neck: "leave here immediately, or I will kill him!"

Murong Xue raised eyebrows: "if he dies, you will never find the thing you want..."

The cloaked man disagrees: "that thing, I never need to get..." Just make sure Murong Xue doesn't get it

Murong Xue's face was slightly heavy, coldly looked at the Cape man: "we know each other!" It was his good friend who killed Murong Yue. The man in front of him was absolutely familiar with her

"So what?" The man with a cloak has a dim vision: Murong Xue will never know his real identity if he can't get something or lift his cloak

Murong Xue looked at the man with a cloak coldly, and his eyes flashed with cold light.

Murong Jian looked at the proud look of the man in the cloak. A touch of sinister cold light flashed through his eyes. If he could not find anything, he would not know his real identity

"Murongxue, what you want is in the blue and white porcelain vase behind you."

"Really?" Murong Xue turned to look at the blue and white porcelain vase, and saw the bottle standing at the door, half a person high, is a vase for viewing

It turns out that Murong Jian hid the ebony box here. No wonder his people haven't found it after searching for so long!

The cloaked man's eyes are awe inspiring, his toes are light, and he soars into the air. His slender body leaves a trail of shadows in the air. In a blink of an eye, he jumps in front of the blue and white porcelain vase and reaches for the bottle

Two men in black suddenly appeared, with a sharp sword in their hands and mercilessly stabbed at the Cape man.

The cloaked man was forced to step back a few steps. After quickly standing firm, he found that two men in black appeared in the room, standing in the four directions of the southeast and northwest, surrounded him. They held a long sword in their hands and looked at him on guard. Their eyes were sharp and they were full of murderous spirit. They were the shadow guards of the Marquis of the town.

Murong Xue is prepared to come!

"I've been looking for things in blue and white porcelain bottles for a long time. I can't give them to you. I'm sorry." Murong Xue said with a smile and grasped the bottle neck of the blue and white porcelain bottle and turned it upside down. In an instant, a small ebony box fell out of the bottle.

Murong Xue reached for the ebony box and carefully checked it to make sure that it was non-toxic and mechanism free. He took out his silver key and gently inserted it into the upper secret lock. With a strong twist, the secret lock opened and slowly opened the ebony box. There was a page of white paper and a scroll drawing scroll lying quietly inside.The man in the cloak had a bad premonition in his heart. When his wrist turned over, his strong internal power flew out and hit the ebony box hard. Unexpectedly, the four shadow guards suddenly took out their swords and formed an array. The strong sword spirit mercilessly blocked his internal power back

The face of the cloaked man is suddenly gloomy. Now the shadow guard is more powerful than ten years ago. Is this the credit of the current young master?

Looking up at Murong Xue, she picked up the scroll in the ebony box and opened it gently. The painting showed a 14-year-old girl, dressed in a hundred butterflies of Xiangfei color, dancing under the Qionghua tree.

Floating Qionghua, she sprinkled all over her body, as if she did not know, bathed in the Qionghua rain, happily dancing, bright little face smile

"The man in the picture is Mother Murong Ye comes forward and looks at the woman in the painting and marvels.

"Well!" Murong nodded as like as two peas. The painting was put here ten years ago. The woman on the painting is exactly the same as her. It is definitely Shen Li Li.

The painter vividly depicted Shen ruoli's voice, face, smile and appearance. It can be seen that the painter has exhausted his mind for this painting and is very fond of the people in the painting.

Murong snow looked down at the signature, and saw that there was a seal, vaguely visible in three strong characters: yezixi!

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