Chapter 1781: Xiaoman

Xiaoman looked directly at him unwilling to show weakness, and replied with a faint voice: "Shame? Hahaha! I also feel it is shame, I am ashamed because my body is half of Murong's blood!"
Murongyan suddenly became intent to kill. Before he could speak, Xiao Man said again: "Why? I want to kill me after telling the truth? Let's do it! I can't resist anyway."
Murongyan's stern eyes suddenly crossed the ruthless expression, "Since you want to die so, I will make you okay." The hand that squeezed the chin was directly replaced by the neck, with little force.
Xiao Man didn't have a trace of struggle, and his face gradually became ugly, but he didn't ask for mercy, and there was a ironic smile on his face. But when the hand in the robe turned, a silver needle glowing with cold light slid out, and there seemed to be a little blue object on the needle.
Murong Yan raised his eyes slightly, and immediately said, "Huh, I'm born to be boneless."
boom! The man was slammed to the ground by him, and he glanced in disdain, "Killing you, I still feel dirty with my hands. However, I warn you that even if you don't kill you today, it doesn't mean you won't kill you in the future." Turn around and leave directly.
After Xiaoman coughed a few times, he got up from the ground and looked at the direction in which the figure disappeared. A cold light flashed across his eyes and disappeared.
"It doesn't matter who kills who." The silver needle in his hand had already disappeared, he patted the dust on his body, and left the place.
In the National Teacher's Palace, Murong Hua had already returned to the palace with a group of people.
Murong Feixue was sitting in the hall at the moment. Although his face was calm, his heart was tense. Especially when he thought of what he had discovered last night, he was even more afraid, but he was still calm.
If Situ Xiao looked at her with deep intentions, he said in a light tone: "Fei Xue, was it okay to rest last night?"
Murong Feixue couldn't help but drink tea, and her heart couldn't help shrinking. Then she continued to drink casually, put down the tea cup, and smiled calmly: "Thank you for your concern. Feixue slept very peacefully last night. No, it's past noon when I wake up."
"But why do you see bloodshot eyes in your eyes and obvious fatigue on your face, as if you didn't sleep well at night?" Situ Xiao said, looking at Murong Feixue with sharp eyes.
The meaning of these words made Murong Feixue even more shocked, this...
He said hurriedly: "Master of the National Normal University was joking. It was the first time in my life that Feixue lived in the National Teacher’s Palace last night. Perhaps it was because of mood problems, some excitement, and Feixue’s habit of recognizing bed since he was a child. When I first arrived at Xianzong, it took Feixue a long time to get used to it."
The corner of Situ Xiao's mouth raised a small smile and said: "Oh? That seems to be the reason I am worrying too much, but..."
Murong Feixue looked at it puzzledly, expressing doubts, Situ Xiao continued: "Feixue is a wise man, even if you don’t make it clear, you should know it. If you don’t know something, forget it. Otherwise...what will happen later, no one knows, you say, right?"
Listening to the other party's obvious hint, Murong Feixue was shocked again, and said hurriedly: "I don't know what the Chinese teacher meant by Feixue, and where he started. However, Feixue still understands what it means. It must be kept in mind."
"I don't know the best." Situ Xiao said calmly, and at the same time retracted his gaze.
Murong Feixue then secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was really pressured to be stared at, and she was even more grateful that Qiaobi didn't follow in. If not, with the courage of that girl, she might be stretched out.
At this moment, a guard came in outside and reported to Situ Xiao: "Enjoy the Master, Major General Murong Yan of the General's Mansion for seeing him."