Chapter 219: Somebody behind the scenes

Chapter 219 is behind the scenes
"You..." Murong softly sullen, hateful and screaming Murong Xue, the raging anger of the bottom of the smoldering, can not wait to swallow her live: "Mu Rongxue, I am your aunt, your elders, you are not honorable, will I am seriously injured, you know what you should be guilty?"
"How can this blame me? To blame and blame the black assassins, is their savage assassination, let us apologize, and my aunt was seriously injured."
"I immediately let the hurricane, without any traces of the black face towel on their faces, draw their appearance, handed over to Shuntian, to find out their true identity, seize their behind-the-scenes mastermind, a thousand knives. Give your aunt a sigh..." Murong Xue said with a smile, and waved his hand gently.
Hurricane, no trace to the black assassin!
Seeing that they were going to walk in front of them and took off the black face towel on their faces, Murong Jian glanced at him with a sigh of relief. "What are you making noises, and the awkward misunderstandings are almost killing each other? Is it not enough to be shameful?"
The dozen or so black people who were killed were brought from Jingzhou. They were the forces that he cultivated in secret. If they were handed over to Shuntian, they would soon be able to find their identity, even if they checked Less than he is the mastermind, he will also doubt him...
"The meaning of the second uncle is..." Murong Xue raised his eyebrows at him.
"Today is a misunderstanding. If you give up this, no one can mention it again." Murong Jian said in a word, holding Mu Rongrou and striding forward.
"Is it really so?" Murong said, looking at Murong Jian, full of anger: she hated poisonous Murong Xue, Murong Xue also hated her, just now Murong Xue did not mercilessly kill her, she really wants to Murong Xue was swallowed and killed...
"What else can I do?" Murong Jian did not ask for a good breath, frowning tightly: those black people, he spent a lot of effort to cultivate, just a small success, have not had time to test their abilities, It was folded in the hands of Murong Xue, just thinking about it, he felt pain.
Black people are assassins. If you really get things to Shuntian, you can't cure Murong Xue's sin. It will also hurt him. He doesn't want to steal chickens and ruin the rice. He lost his wife and the soldiers. ......
"I will take you back to the government to cure the wound, and then take a long-term plan!"
"Good!" Murong nodded helplessly, and hated his teeth: she was seriously injured and had not got any useful things from Murong Xue. It was really abominable. Murong Xue dared to count her, she would never let go. Murong Xue!
Looking at Murong Jian, Murong Rou sat on the fast horse and flew away. Murong Xue’s bottom was a touch of meaning: the black assassin was the secret force of Murong Jian, and he rarely appeared in front of people, even if she grabbed all the black people. Sending to Shuntian House can not cure Murong Jian’s sin.
Therefore, she will kill all the black people, destroy his power, seriously hurt Murong Rou, shock them, and see if they dare to casually lick her things...
"What did you find?" Qingyue voice was introduced into the ear, and Ouyang Shaohao walked slowly. The snow-colored clothes were like butterflies, and the elegance and nobleness that she was born with was more and more outstanding.
Murong Xue's eyes are cold and cold: "Mu Rongjian, Murong Rou also knows the shadow guards, is to grab the shadows of the defenders, but they are just like me, only know some of the most basic things, do not know what the tokens are!" Otherwise, they will not bring so many people in tandem, grab this empty shell of ebony box...
"Do you know how they know the shadow guards?" Ouyang Shaohao faintly asked, his eyes deep.
Murong Xue smiled softly: "The town of Houfu is my home. When he is careful, there will be leaks. Murong Jian, Murong Rou always likes to stare at my father. It is a coincidence that he knows the shadow guard. Not surprising..."
Ouyang Shaohao nodded, and there was a flash of laughter in the obsidian-like eyes: the little stupid girl was sometimes quite smart...
A few unspeakable sounds of the 'card' came into the ear, and Murong Xue glanced at him: "Who?" The silver wire flew out of the hand, and the scorpion shot into the big tree not far away, a black figure from The tree fell down and thumped, falling heavily on the ground...
The black clothes he wore, the black pants and the black face towel on his face, looked at Murong Xue slightly squinted: "He is... dark guard..."
"There are people in the capital who know the shadow guards, and have been quietly chasing the shadow guards..." Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, his eyes are deep and pondlike.
Murong Xue’s cold eyes narrowed up slightly: Murong’s study was clean and neat, and she did not find anything similar to the token. She took this empty ebony box and just wanted to test the temptations of Murong Jian and Murongrou’s brother and sister. I thought that I had caught another insider hidden in the dark...
Those who can afford to defend themselves are high-powered people. This insider is by no means a simple character. Who is he?
And how many of the film guards cultivated by Murong Yue, how powerful, has caused so many people’s embarrassment?
Her search for the shadow guard, the road to trust, the obstacles, the difficulties...
Jing Wangfu
Jing Lao Wang was alone in the octagonal pavilion at the edge of the pond and played against himself.
The breezy style brings a faint flower perfume vapor, and the Jing Lao Wang meets the breeze and gracefully falls a white.
The night sneaked into the pavilion, and the sharp eyelids flashed a rare dignity: "Father!"
"What happened?" Jing Lao Wang asked casually, holding a black child in his left hand and slowly falling.
"Mu Rongxue found that Murong has trained a group of invincible battle defenders, and is already looking for the tokens of the shadow guards and the shadow guards. Ouyang Shaohao, Xie Zhenxiang, and even Murong Jian and Murongrou are intervening..." Yi Dian said low, the bottom of the sputum flashed a rare dignity.
"The batch of shadow guards is not an ordinary dark guard... Can you regret now?" Jing Lao Wang had no such thing as a head, and he stopped moving, and looked at the night dust for a moment.
The night of the dust to understand his meaning, slightly squinting, silent, silent!
"If you didn't bring Qin Yuyan back, you will marry Murong Xue early, and things will never become what you look like now!" Jing Lao Wang said lowly, and the bottom of the slap was a touch of meaning.
"I know!" The night was dusty and cold: he thought that everything was under control, and he never thought that things would be completely out of his control, and that he would become a mottled and confusing... ...
"Next, you can know what you should do?" Jing Lao Wang faintly looked at the night.
"I know!" Noon nodded at night, and the sharp eyes flashed with a look that others could not understand...
(End of this chapter)