Chapter 419: Catching

Chapter 419
Murong Jian looked pale and green, and screamed: "You are nonsense!"
"I didn't talk nonsense, I saw the truth of the matter with my own eyes..." Murong Xue said a word, his eyes were cold.
"You see the truth, can I believe?" Murong Jian raised his eyebrows at Murong Xue, and his eyebrows were scornful: their family were the enemy of Murong Xue, and Murong Xue couldn’t count them, so they used such childish It’s really stupid to have a small plan to get away from them.
"If you don't believe it, it doesn't matter. The second uncle will do his best to help others raise their sons. When one day, when the truth is revealed, the second uncle can't say that I have not reminded you." Murong Xue said slightly, lightly I waved my hand.
The hurricane took back the long sword and retreated to Murong Xue.
Murong Jian a sigh, Murong Xue actually let him go? He wants to grab her warm jade, she did not poke him a few blood holes, this is not like her style of action!
Murong Jian looked up at Murong Xue and saw that she was looking at him. The little bitterness and sarcasm flashed in the cold eyes, and Murong Jian was angry and burned: "Mu Rongxue, don't show this look... It’s my biological son... I prove it to you... let you die...

Murong Jian screamed with anger, and his sleeves waved, turned and walked forward.
Murong Xue disdain, let her die? Finally, I don’t know who it is!
The rationally pleated sleeves, Murong Xueyou squatted toward the small main courtyard, and the corner of his mouth curved a beautiful arc: the town of Houfu has a lot of fun to watch...
When Murong Jianqi screamed into the small main courtyard, Murong Xue also came outside the small main courtyard. I saw the quiet in the small courtyard. I didn’t see half a sly, oh, there was an unusual breath in the air, just like Someone is crouching in the dark...
'Whizzing! 'Hurricane, no traces fly out, beat the breath, just listen to the '噗噗噗' a few muffled sounds, several dark guards in black are stunned, dragged out... ...
Murong Jian frowned slightly, how could there be a hidden guard in front of his bedroom? Zhou...Is there anything wrong with Zhou?
Murong Jian stalked to the front of the room and was about to push open the door. Zhou’s deliberately low voice sounded inside the house:
How come you?

"I'll see you... you... is it good?" The deliberately low-sounding male voice, the thin, with infinite care and sadness, Murong Jian only felt a bang, the mind suddenly blank: this voice ... This voice is very familiar to him, but the master of the voice, how can it be here...
Listening to the ear, Zhou’s voice slowly sounded:
I am fine, you don’t have to worry...

"You have been stabbed more than ten swords, and the back is a flesh-and-blood look, and is it screaming?" There was a little anger in the voice of the man's low voice.
Zhou’s unnatural laughter:
I was accidentally injured by Yuan Fangfei... However, Yuan Fangfei did not take any advantage, and she never had a chance to hurt me again...

"But you still have potential enemies... I quietly solved them all for you, and won't let anyone hurt you..." The man's low voice was a little bit sinister and hot.
Zhou’s urgency said:
No need...

"Auntie (Zhou's name), this is what I want to do for you, I hope you don't stop..." The man's pointed voice was a little bit sad.
Zhou’s silence for a moment, low: "Then you are careful..."
"I know," the man replied softly, his voice very pleasant and a little weak.
Zhou’s concern:
How is your injury?

"Small injury, it's okay..." The man's voice is full of laughter, and the pulse is affectionate: "Auntie, as long as you and your nephew are safe and happy, I have nothing to ask for in my life..."

Hey!
The closed door was kicked open, and Murong Jian’s face was stunned. I saw Wei Jinxian’s black and purple robes, sitting on the bedside, swaying Zhou Wei, warm and tender.
Zhou’s docile cuddling in his arms, a little bit of peace on the pale little face, a little shy...
The fierce slamming sound awakened the two people, looking at the center of the room, the angry Murong Jian, Wei Jinxian gaze: How did Murong Jian suddenly come in? He clearly arranged several secret guards outside, they did not send out a message?
Zhou Yan was full of horror: "Old... lord..."
"You dare to carry me to steal people." Murong Jian said with hatred, the raging anger of the bottom of the bottom, like to swallow the two lives, grabbed the feather duster next to them, and screamed at the two people...
"Master, this is a misunderstanding, misunderstanding..." Zhou Wei said in a panic, reaching out to grab the feather duster in the hands of Murong Jian...
"I saw with my own eyes, what happened to my ears, and what misunderstandings!" Murong Jian was angry, and the feather duster in his hand crossed the interception of Zhou Wei, and he pulled it on her arm and only listened to ‘啪! The sound of the sound, the wound that had just healed was cracked, and Zhou’s screaming screams through the clouds and rang through the clouds:
Ah...

Murong Jian turned a deaf ear to his ears, and with his eyes full of anger, he was screaming at Zhou Wei: he dared to carry him to steal people, swearing, swearing, swearing...
"Oh ah..." Zhou screamed miserably, rolling back and forth on the bed, the wounds were cracked, the red blood leaked out, and the red shirt was dyed...
Wei Jinxian flashed a sharp sharpness at the bottom, and swung his hand to Murong Jian’s chest, and he slammed him back...
Wei Jinxian’s angry snoring resounded through the room:
Mu Rong’s adult, the governor is the eunuch’s general manager, how can you meet with your wife and sneak?

Murong Jian was able to stand firm, sharp eyes swept over Wei Jinxian obliquely, and the sinister test laughed: "It is impossible to steal a love, but the retreat is still possible!"
Wei Jinxian looked like a blue-green, cold-eyed looking at Murong Jian, and he was only half-way to say: "The Governor is coming to Houfu to find Murong adults. Murong is not there. The Governor’s public opinion that Mrs. Murong is seriously injured will comfort a few words. ......"
"Yes? Holding a sweet woman to say sweet words, is the so-called comfort of Wei Dugong? Oh, the comfort of Wei Dugong is really unique!" Murong Jian hated Wei Jinxian, smoldering and burning.
Wei Jinxian, a handsome face, is about to drop the ink in the dark, cold and cold, looking at Murong Jian, squatting at the end of the cold...
Murong Jian did not back down, but also looked coldly at Wei Jinxian. The temperature around him dropped down instantly, and the intense killing spread quickly in the room...
Zhou Yan was shocked and forced to endure the burning pain in his body. He looked at Murong Jian in a hurry: "Master..."
"Stop, don't say anything wrong with the explanation. I have heard all the words you just said." Murong Jian interrupted Zhou Yu's words and looked coldly at Zhou Wei and Wei Jinxian...
(End of this chapter)