Chapter 581: Back to Beijing

Chapter 581 returns to Beijing
The people gradually stopped their hands and stood side by side, revealing the woman at the bottom. The woman fell to the ground, the slender body was shrunk into a ball, the clothes on her body were messed up, and the buttons on the clothes were dropped. It reveals the skin that is beaten under the clothes and is purple and purple.
Her hair was also messed up, and the hairpins on her hair didn't know where it fell. The veil on her face was also knocked out. The little face was beaten green, purple, and she couldn’t see the original look. .
She looked up to Murong Xue little by little, and the raging anger of the bottom of her life, she could not wait to swallow her.
Murong Xue regarded it as innocent, cold and cold: "Who is your master behind the scenes?"
"No comment." The woman said a word, gnashing her teeth.
Murong Xue’s eyes are cold and cold:
It’s okay to say nothing, I will let the film guards of the town’s Houfu’s hospitality to entertain you.
The shadow guards of the town’s Houfu are good at finding people, assassinations, arranging, and good at interrogation. As long as people are in their hands, there is no mouth to open...
The woman’s face was dark and the ink was about to drip. The film guard of the town’s Houfu, she heard that she had touched it a little, and she didn’t want to fall into their hands...
The palm of the grip was slightly opened, and an egg-sized gray bead appeared. The woman’s mouth curled up with a strange smile, and she threw the bead to Murong Xue...
Murong Xue glanced at it: it was... palm thunder!
She took the Ouyang Shaohao quickly back, the wrist turned over, a silver needle flew out, tied to the beads, only to hear the sound of "砰", the palm of the thunder exploded, the dust was filled, the dust was flying...
Murong Xue was shocked and walked back a few steps before she stood firm, her chest hurt hot, she coughed heavily, and quickly scattered the smoke, only to see several people fell to the ground, licking the wounds that were wounded, painful mourning.
The woman was the most seriously injured, her face and chest were all fragile and bloody, and she was so miserable. She fell to the ground, hating Murong Xue, and hating it at the end. Gradually, hate became lighter and weaker. Getting thinner and lighter, until it turns to a dead gray...
Murong Xue’s cold eyes narrowed slightly:
The woman’s behind-the-scenes master is not easy.

"I know." Ouyang Shaohao nodded gently: the palm of the hand is the latest development of Qingyan, the entire Qingyan country has not made enough one thousand, the mastermind behind the scenes actually used it for his subordinates, it is obvious that he has certain The number of palms, the identity can not be a small glimpse...
"The power behind the mastermind is also very big!" In the small town of Xiliangguo, Murong Xue Mingming killed all the secret guards behind the scenes, but he still knew that she got something from the men in the cloth. The power cannot be ignored.
"What about the black man?" Murong Xue looked around. She and the woman played in front of the square. There was also a black man in the square.
"Dead." Ouyang Shaohao voice is faint: the black man envied Rong Xue and the woman fighting, innocent he cares, ready to escape, was defended by the wind, stepping on the moon, black men yin frequently, annoyed the wind On the moon, the sword will kill him.
They felt that there was a woman who was alive and able to interrogate what they wanted to know. I did not expect that the woman also had a sinister trick and ruined herself...
Murong Xue frowned, the false saint died, and the black man died: "Who is this Sifang Pavilion?"
"A wealthy merchant in Taiyuan City opened, the Quartet is the master of elegance, the treasures in Taiyuan City, the sons like to meet here, discuss the chess and calligraphy, poetry and songs, this fake saint, should look at the noble children here. More, it is easy to attract you, only to choose here to look back at people..." Ouyang Shaohao voice is faint.
"This is true!" Murong Xue nodded, and the Sifang Pavilion was not suspected. The clues behind the mastermind were broken: "Let's go back to Beijing."
"Back to Beijing?" Ouyang Shaohao ink eyebrows: "Don't take a walk in Taiyuan, go shopping?" They came to Taiyuan for the first time.
Murong Xue smiled: "The green flame has the strength and the powerful senior officials are in the capital." The mastermind behind the scenes is definitely in the capital, they are not in Taiyuan, and they go back to Beijing to investigate...
Looking at her gleaming eyes, Ouyang Shaohao flashed a touch of laughter: "Good!"
As the sun sets, the luxurious rosewood carriage stops in front of the gate of the town, and the curtains are opened. Murong Xue walks down and looks at the four characters of 'Zhenguohoufu' above the gate. She is long and comfortable. Tone: I have been running around for so long and I am finally back.
Seeing Ouyang Shaohao also want to get off the carriage, she hurriedly stopped: "The sky is getting dark, you don't get off the bus, hurry back to the distant palace."
Ouyang Shaohao glanced at the setting sun in the west, and Shen Yan sank slightly: "It's still early, don't you want me to sit in?"
"No." Murong Xue shook his head: "I just think, Wang Ye, Wang Hao should have bought Jinsi Nanmu, and returned to the house... Your family has not seen it for three days. There must be a lot of words, you must go back to the government to accompany the prince, Wang Hao, Come back with me the next day..."
As long as Ouyang Shaoyu enters the town of Houfu, he will never leave this evening. Xiaoyao Wang, Wang Hao has returned, Ouyang Shaoyue stays up late, they will definitely ask, if they let them know, Ouyang Shaohao stays in her boudoir It’s not so good...
Looking at her serious eyes, Ouyang Shaohao instantly understood her concerns. She flashed a smack of laughter and kissed her cherry red lips with a little water: "Then rest, I will come back to you tomorrow."
"Good!" Murong Xue nodded and watched Ouyang Shaohao sit back in the carriage and put down the curtain. The rosewood carriage slowly moved away, turned and bent, disappeared.
Murong Xue was inexplicably awkward, and slowly turned into the town of Houfu. The Qingshi Road in the house was still clean and clean. The flowers and trees next to the road all had new sprouts, green and green, and vitality. Brilliant, you are beautiful.
A teenager dressed in a royal blue dress, wearing a long sword and a tall hair, walked over and glared at her with anger: "You still know it!"
Murong Xue raised an eyebrow and said: "This is my home, of course I have to come back."
"You still know that this is your home. You calculate it yourself. How long have you been away? You don't come back even after the New Year. If you don't come back, you won't come back. Even if you don't even write to me, let the little pigeon pass. Zhang Xiaozhi, the paper is small, I almost did not pinch..." Murong screamed and complained, and filled with resentment and glared at Murong Xue.
Others' Chinese New Year, grandparents, parents, uncles, uncles, uncles, brothers and sisters gathered together, hot, what about him? The parents died, and the only younger sister did not return. The big town of Houfu, only one of his masters, was really cold and cold, and miserable.
(End of this chapter)