Chapter 421: Who is the father (2)

Chapter 421 Who is the father (2)
"Do you think that the Governor should agree?" Wei Jinxian raised his eyebrows and looked at Murong Xue.
"Of course, this is a great opportunity to prove Wei Dugong's innocence!" Murong Xue smiled and said: "If Wei Dugong and Er Yi have no affair, they are naturally not afraid of blood."
Wei Jinxian was determined to look at Murong Xue, his eyes were cold and ice-like, and he was only half-shouldered: "The radical method is useless to the Governor..."
Murong Xue disdain and disdain: "Wei Dugong said directly that he would not drop blood, and said that there are so many high-sounding reasons for doing things... and people are not connected with each other, leading to the darkness of the bead, and letting others help themselves. For many years, my son... is very disgraceful. If I am Wei Dugong, I will be guilty of reluctance to drop blood..."
"Murong Xue!" Wei Jinxian's face was gloomy and terrible, and he screamed at Murong Xue.
Murong Xue stood steadily, not flashing, and the corner of his mouth was bent with a sneak sarcasm...
No trace appeared, and greeted Wei Jinxian, only listening to the ‘砰’, the two palms were opposite, and both of them were repulsed by three or four steps before they stood firm.
The hurricane is like a ghost, and it appears in Wei Jinxian's side. The sharp dagger's ‘brush’ is drawn to Wei Jinxian's arm. A drop of blood leaps in the air, ‘bar 嗒’, falls into a clear water bowl, splashing the starting point!
Wei Jinxian looked like a blue-green, unrelentingly swayed to the hurricane.
The shape of the hurricane turned, and in the blink of an eye, in front of Murong, the dagger in his hand was drawn on his fingertips, and a drop of blood was dripping.
Two drops of blood floated in the water, fluttering into the bottom of the bowl, blending together little by little, can no longer tell which is the blood of Wei Jinxian, which is Murong Yu...
The blood melted, and the blood melted...
Murong Jian Qing Jun face is almost black and dripping ink, and the evil smack to Wei Jinxian, Zhou Wei, the raging anger of the bottom of the smoldering, can not wait to swallow them: "I dare say you have no match!"
Zhou Hao looked pale and bloodless: "I really didn't do anything to be sorry for the lord..." Explain urgently, she reached out and pointed at the hurricane, no trace: "It is them... they must be in the bowl What are the hands and feet... They are Murong Xue’s people, how can they believe the results?

Murong Jian’s eyes sank, he didn’t speak, his look was slightly moving...
The hurricane disdained with a cold cry, the dagger 'brush' in the hand was drawn to Murong Jian's hand, a drop of blood dripping into the bowl, swaying in the clear water, up and down the sinking, toward the big drop of blood, A little bit closer, the moment of touch, two drops of blood pass by, standing in the water, each camp...
Three drops of blood, two drops merged, the other drop did not melt, visible, did not do any hands and feet in the water.
The blood of the fusion is Murong Yu and Wei Jinxian. The one who is not melted is his, hehehe...
Murong Jian smiled, cold smile, looked up a little bit in the smile, looked at Wei Jinxian, Zhou Wei: "What else can you say? You are a pair of widows silver women!"
Murong Jian screamed and screamed, holding a feather duster, and licking his face and hitting Zhou Wei.
Wei Jinxian and Zhou Wei’s personal feelings were told by Murong Xue. He always had a hope in his heart. He hoped that all of this was a plot of Murong Xue’s plot. He hoped that Wei Jinxian’s and Zhou’s personal feelings would be false. Again and again, before him, he poured out the fragile hope in his heart little by little, let him see that everything is true, his hope is nothing but ridiculous self-deception, he It’s the biggest fool in the world...
"Hey!" The feather duster was pumping on her chest, back, arms, and a flower, and the white coat was dyed red...
Zhou Hao couldn't do it, and tumbling back and forth on the bed, screaming screamingly: "Help! Help..." The black hair was scattered and spread, reflecting her pale face, unspeakable pity, no help.
Wei Jinxian’s face was gloomy and terrible, and he screamed and screamed at Murong Jian:
Mu Rongjian, you stop!

Murong Jian turned a deaf ear and suddenly shunned the strong internal force. Wei Jinxian, who was guilty of the feather duster, hit the past and smashed the bottom: "Wei Jinxian, you a despicable hypocrite..."
The feather duster flew up and down, waving the tiger and the wind, and the unspoken attack was several times more powerful than usual.
Wei Jinxian slightly stunned his eyebrows and was preparing to use internal force. He didn't want to have a sharp pain in his abdomen. He hurt him and took a breath of cold air. He had to sweat and sweat. He had to stand in the same place and Murong Jian.
Murong Jian’s killing moves are very crazy, and they are innocent, and they are unrelenting. Wei Jinxian’s feminine face is a piece of iron blue:
Mu Rongjian, what are you crazy, the Governor is the East Factory Supervisor...

"Dongchang Supervisor? Hehe... You are the coward of Zhou Wei, and she is all night, gave birth to a twin, and deceived the official, the official and you are inconsistent..." Murong Jian said wickedly, The moves in the hands are getting more and more fierce.
Wei Jinxian was able to get it, but the activity was too intense, the wound in the abdomen cracked, and some blood was oozing out. The feather duster hit the body and it was hot.
He flashed a sharp sharpness at the bottom, and looked at Murong Jian with a cold eye: "Mu Rongjian, there is no governor, can you have today? You can become a four-product Shaoqing, all of whom are secretly operating in secret, if the Governor Serious and serious injuries, death, can not be considered, your official position will be the first, and do not want to step by step..."
Murong Jian’s pupils shrank violently, and the speed of the feather duster was slightly slowed down...
Murong Xue’s mouth curled up with a cold smile, and now that Murong Jian still thinks about his official position, it’s really fascinating! It is not so easy to solve this problem peacefully.
Murong Xue looked at Murong Jian with a cold eye, and said: "Yes, the second uncle, the Wei Dugong is the high-ranking Dong factory supervisor, willing to take care of you a small four-class official, it is your honor, you take the feather duster to fight He, but it is not right..."
Wei Jinxian looked at her suspiciously and seemed to understand why she spoke for him...
Murong Xue smiled and said: "Wei Duke is the owner of the East Factory. Every day, the officials who came to climb him did not know how many. He didn't help this. It didn't help. It helped the second uncle in Jingzhou. The second uncle did not. Ever thought about why?"
"Before I was also full of fog, but today I understand, Wei Dugong helped the second uncle, not because the second uncle burned Gao Xiang, got Wei Dugong's eyes, because the two brothers and sisters, they one It is Wei Dugong's wife, one is Wei Dugong's child, Wei Dugong can't bear to let them suffer, will pull you a hand, otherwise, just by your point, you will be stuck in the life of the bird. Jingzhou, how can you return to the capital and enjoy the prosperity of the city."
(End of this chapter)