What does the Murong family rely on?

When He Xi arrived at Murong's house, the night was completely dark.

One of them jumped up to the highest roof of Murong mansion, and was about to probe down. Suddenly, he held his breath completely, and asked Dan Dan to help him to restrain all the spiritual fluctuations. Then he went down carefully.

The pattern of Murong mansion is similar to the siheyuan in previous generations.

All around are surrounded by high walls, and many prohibitions are painted on the walls. Anyone who uses spiritual power will touch the prohibitions as soon as they enter.

In the courtyard, there are patrolling guards everywhere. They are really three steps and one sentry, five steps and one post. They guard the small Murong mansion like an iron bucket.

Xiaojinlong couldn't help muttering in his mind with his divine sense: "I don't know how many shady activities are hidden in Murong mansion. I didn't see the guards in the palace so strict before!"

At the end of the day, he didn't forget to flatter him. "Fortunately, boss, you have great powers. You are neither physical training nor spiritual training. When you walk through this array, you can't touch the prohibition at all. Boss, where do you come from for your great skills? Will you teach me next time

He River is no time to pay attention to the nagging of little Jinlong, her eyes firmly looking at a courtyard not far away, dignified.

Under the eaves of the courtyard, a man in a cape and a wide eaves hat was talking to a middle-aged man.

The cloaker's breath was astringent and there was no fluctuation of his spiritual power, but He Xi was instinctively tense and his palms exuded a little cold sweat.

This cloaker's strength is not simple. At least he is several times stronger than elder Jiang!

Although he Xi, the middle-aged man, didn't know him, he should be from Murong family according to his clothes, and his status must be not low.

But at this time, the middle-aged man was respectful and afraid. He spoke to the cloaker. He even looked down at the ground and did not dare to look at him.

He Xi's internal power poured into his ears, and the sound of their conversation came from afar.

"Report back to you, all the pills have been refined. Please accept them."

With that, the middle-aged man took out a storage bag and handed it to the cloak man respectfully.

The cloak man held the storage bag and counted for a while. Then he was satisfied and said, "very good. I will certainly repay the credit of elder Murong to the owner of the house. You will be indispensable in that time."

"As long as you Murong family work well for us, one day, the head of the four families will be your Murong family."

The voice of the cloaker was low and hoarse, but it sounded vague and illusory, and it was obvious that he had changed his voice.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed and quickly bowed to him and said, "thank you. When my Murong family develops, I will never forget your kindness."

The cloak man nodded his head with satisfaction, put away the storage bag, and then threw another storage bag to him. "This is the material for the second half of the year. When you put it away, you must deliver it on time..."

Before he finished his words, the cloak man suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of He river.

The middle-aged man asked nervously, "what's the matter, my lord?"

"Nothing." The cloak man shook his head suspiciously and murmured, "is it my illusion? It must be an illusion If there are people, how can they escape my divine sense? "

Seeing the cloak man and the middle-aged man leave side by side, He Xi, who was hiding on the roof, was relieved. Then he patted little Jinlong on the head.

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