Chapter 626: Shocking truth (1)

Chapter 626 Thundering the Truth (1)
"Cough and cough..." Murong Jian coughed violently, and his mouth overflowed with blood.
The man in the cloak turned a blind eye and walked to the face of Murong Jian. He took a kick and rolled his shackles forward...
The man in the cloak slowly followed, and Murong Jian stopped. He slammed his foot and Murong Jian stopped again. He added another foot and took Murong Jian as a ball. He kicked him all the time.咕噜噜 Roll forward...
"Ah...ah...ah!" Murong Jian screamed through the clouds and rang through the clouds. His black hair was scattered and messy. The white coat was covered with gray footprints, and the wounds healed soon were also smashed. Cracked a lot, Yin Hong's blood leaked out, dyed red clothes, it looks like a lot of wolverine, how embarrassed.
"I killed you!" Murong Jian sighed and reached out to pull out the long sword that was close at hand. The wicked man in the cloak stabbed the past...
The man in the cloak snorted and shunned the attack sideways. He reached for the long sword and reached the chest of Murong Jian with his backhand. He shot him three or four meters away and slammed into the wall, causing a burning pain.
"Mu Rongjian, you only have this ability, it is really bad." The man in the cloak will be on the ground with a long sword, and he will be scornful and scornful.
Murong Jian looked up at the man in the cloak little by little, and the raging anger of the bottom of the cockroach seemed to kill him. "If you have the ability, you will kill me."
"Good!" The man in the cloak nodded, and the sword in his hand slammed out, bringing up a sturdy afterimage, and ruthlessly spurring Murong Jian: People are so sincere and sincere, he will give people a happy... ...
Seeing that the long sword is going to stab Murong fitness, a Qing Ling female voice suddenly came over: "In the middle of the night, it is really lively!"
The man in the cloak suddenly slammed into the air. He saw the girl in the purple dress with a purple dress and walked in. Her black hair was combed into a simple bun, and a purple gem was smashed with hair. The purple-purple skirts complement each other, reflecting her bright face and beautiful beauty.
The cloak man sharply slammed his eyes: "Murong Xue, how come you are here?"
"I heard the excitement here, I will take a look, I did not expect that when you enter the door, you will see that you are killing Murong Shi Lang." Murong Xue smiled and looked up, cold eyes swept the man in the cloak, Murong Jian.
Houguo Houfu is a few streets away from here. Now it is midnight. Murong Snow can't walk here. She will be here. It should be because she has been monitoring people here and knowing every move here...
The cloak man’s eyes are cold: "You are not worried about your uncle..."
Murong Xue looked cold and cold: "He stole the thing I wanted most, and used it to trade with others. I certainly don't trust him. I don't know who you are. I ran here in the middle of the night to find my uncle trade...

"Nothing to tell." The man in the cloak chilled back to her, and the sword crossed the neck of Murong Sword: "I will leave here immediately, otherwise I will kill him!"
Murong Xue raised his eyebrows: "He is dead, you will never find it, the thing you want..."
The man in the cloak doesn't think so: "That thing, I never need to get it..." Just make sure that Murong Snow can't get that thing...
Murong Xue looked dull and cold-eyed to the cloak man: "We know it!" The more you die, the more his friend, the man in front of the cloak, absolutely familiar with her...
"What is it?" The cloak man's eyes are faint: Murong Xue can't get anything, can't open his cloak, and he can never know his true identity...
Murong Xue looked coldly at the man in the cloak.
Murong Jian looked at the cloak man's proud look. He flashed a sinister cold mang, and couldn't find anything. He didn't know his true identity...
"Murong Xue, what you want, is in the blue and white porcelain bottle behind you."

Really?
Murong Xue turned and looked at the blue-and-white porcelain bottle. I saw the bottle standing at the door. How tall is the half man? It’s an ornamental vase...
It turns out that Murong Jian has hidden the ebony scorpion here. It is no wonder that his people have been looking for so long and have not found it!
The cloak man glanced at him, his toes were light, and the sky was rising. The slender body left a shadow in the air. In the blink of an eye, he jumped into the blue-and-white porcelain bottle and reached for the bottle...
Two black men suddenly appeared, and the long sword in his hand brought a fierce sword and stabbed the man in the cloak without mercy.
The man in the cloak was forced to step back a few steps. After standing fast, he found that there were two black men in the room. They stood in four directions in the southeast and northwest, surrounded him. They held long swords in their hands and watched them. With him, his fierce gaze, and his murderous flesh, is the legendary town of Houfu.
Murong Xue is well prepared!
"The things in the blue-and-white porcelain bottle are that I have been looking for a long time. I can't let it be for you. I am sorry." Murong Xue said with a slight smile, grabbed the bottleneck of the blue-and-white porcelain bottle and poured it over. In an instant, one A small ebony scorpion fell out of the bottle.
Murong Xue reached out and grabbed the ebony scorpion. He checked it carefully and confirmed that it was non-toxic and had no organs. He took out the silver key that he carried with him and gently inserted it into the dark lock on it. He twisted it hard and only heard the sound of '咔嚓'. The dark lock was opened, and the ebony was slowly opened. I saw a white sheet of paper lying quietly inside, and a scroll axis.
The man in the cloak’s heart had a very bad hunch, and the wrist turned over. The powerful internal force flew out and beaten to the ebony. I didn’t want to, the four shadow guards suddenly slammed the sword, and they became a battle, and the sword was strong. Reluctantly blocked his internal force...
The face of the man in the cloak is gloomy. The current shadow guard is even more powerful than it was a decade ago. Is it the credit of the current young master?
Looking up at Murong Xue, I saw that she picked up the axis of the ebony, and gently opened it. I saw that the axis of the painting was very fine. The painting depicts a 14-year-old girl wearing a fragrant color. Bai Dieyi, dancing under the Qionghua tree.
Fluttering Qionghua, sprinkled her, she did not know, bathed in the rain of Qionghua, happy dancing, bright smile on her face...
"The people on the painting are... Nianga!" Murong Yu came forward and looked at the woman in the painting, full of surprise.
"Yeah!" Murong Xue nodded. This painting was placed here ten years ago. The woman on the painting is exactly the same as her long, absolutely unresolved.
The person who painted, will vividly describe the sound and smile of Shen Ruojun, faxing the gods, showing that the person has exhausted his mind for this painting, and he is very admired and interested in the painting.
Murong Xue looked down at the money, only to see the famous chapter there, there are three big words with strong words: 夜子曦!
(End of this chapter)