: 254. Murong home annihilated, go home

254. Murong home annihilated, go home
"Ding Wang, Zhennan Wang, Murong's family property, how do you get your hand?"
In the face of this sudden change, everyone can't help but face each other. Zhennan Wang pushed open the hands of Lei Tengfeng and stared at Ren Qining. "What do you want to do with Ren Gongzi?" The cost and energy he spent on Murong’s family is far less than that of Mo Xiu and Xu Qingchen, so he is even more The duck that tolerates cooking is flying like this.
Inklessly still lie on the ground and can't climb up. He leaned his head against Yeli's arms and looked at Ren Qining. "This king said that it is really a fun to join in the fun. Murong's family property is the king of things." It’s not a big deal. Ah... Murong Xiong’s old guy is so powerful, Ali, it’s very heavy for the husband’s wounds...
Looking at his pale face, he smiled as usual, and he felt a pain in his heart. Is it painful? Let's go back and ask the doctor."
Although Mo Xiuzhen said that he was very hurt, but the people present in addition to Ling Tiehan did not really think that he was very hurt. Looking at the people lying half on the ground, the vigilance in the eyes is more intense.
After listening to the words of ink repair, Ren Qining picked up his eyebrows and looked at Xu Qingchen. He smiled and said: "So what does the dusty son say?"
Xu Qingchen coveted, and smiled lightly: "Mu Rong's home is not the king's house. At most, it's a fly to the wind." Don't look at this time, the blood is flowing into the river. In fact, the palace is in addition to the ink repair. There is no loss at all except for the serious injuries. The people who are hands-on are not the kings of Zhennan or the kings of the kings. Or the people of Mojingli, the nature of the king’s palace without a few people to sacrifice is more limited. What's more, even if there is nothing else, at least Murong's all industries in the northwest and half of the industries in Dachu have already been paid down by the Dingwang Mansion. Even if the remaining one is not able to get the Dingwangfu, there is no loss.
Wen Yan, Ren Qi Ning face slightly, smiled and said: "Under the next time I remember not to offend the dusty son and the king of the palace? Can everyone get together?" His biggest chip now is the wealth of Murong's family, but if The palace is not interested in this, then he has the opportunity to get away...
"Not to mention... the dust-clean son is not interested. I don't know if Zhennan Wang and Lingge Master are also interested in Chu Huang and Li Wang?" Ren Qi-Ning turned his eyes and looked at several others and smiled and said: "It’s also a coincidence. A few people came one step later. Murong’s family can really be a century-old family of rich and powerful enemies. The accumulated wealth is only afraid that Xiling and Dachu’s national treasury can’t match it?
Others’ faces have become somewhat Subtle, Ling Tiehan is still holding the hand of cold-flowing moon and sick scholars to stand up and look at Xu Qingchen: "What do you mean by the Qing Dianzi?"
"Zhennan Wang, what do you say?" Xu Qingchen asked. Zhennan Wang hesitated for a moment and said: "Speaking of it, there is nothing to do with Ren Gongzi and Xiling." The meaning of Zhennan Wang is self-evident.
Mo Jing prayed slowly from the ink repair and Ye Li, and suddenly smiled: "Zhen Nan Wang said right, let alone Ren Gongzi did not do anything, if you are in Xiling, who will dare to come When Xiling? and Ren Gongzi see each other, why not go back and drink a glass of wine?"
In fact, the most talkative person present is Mo Jingqi. Others have experienced a fierce battle more or less. Only Mo Jingqi, the hundreds of masters around him have not moved. Looking at the ink repairing by the side of Ye Li, Mo Jing prayed with eyes full of resentment and fear and unwillingness. He couldn't be sure that there were multiple injuries in the ink repairs. He didn't dare to gamble that his subordinates could kill him, so he didn't dare to act rashly.
If you change someone else, Mo Jingqi may try it. But now the injured person is ink repair, and Mo Jingqi will not dare. When he was injured in the repair of the ink, he said that he had lived for a month, but he was hard to survive. How many people said that he couldn't be better in his life, but it took him less than ten years to stand in front of him in perfect condition, and even martial arts was higher than before. Vaguely, there is a strange thought in the heart of Mo Jingqi: ink repair, is not killing.
Xu Qingchen sighed helplessly, faintly sweeping and looking at himself with a provocative look. The ruler of a country who provokes a glass city can still be proud of it, and it is really promising.
"The meaning of Zhennan Wang and Chuhuang is understood. Since this is the case, Ren Gongzi, surrender the whereabouts of Murong's treasure. Before you leave Xiling, the palace is not difficult for you." That is to say, once you leave Xiling, it is not necessary.
Ren Qi Ning secretly sighed in relief and nodded and smiled: "So thank you for the cleansing of the son of the dust." As long as he left the Xiling, no, as long as he left Ancheng, someone would meet him. At that time, he may not be afraid of the people of the palace. It’s just that the wealth that I finally got to the hand seems to be untenable. Fortunately, he is not completely unprepared.
The characters on the scene are all male and female, and naturally they will not play tricks on such things. Ren Qi Ning quickly handed over the address and account book of the Murong family treasure, and the gold and silver accumulated by the Murong family of more than a dozen generations is really amazing. After confirming that it was indeed the treasure of Murong’s family, Ren Qining did not care about how they planned to divide the clean and honest words. Anyway, how to divide it would not be his part. When Ren Qining left, he took away the last descendant of Murong’s family, Murong Mingyu.
According to the original agreement with Zhennan Wang, Murong’s industry, the king’s palace, took Sancheng’s Wangge and the remaining ones were returned to Zhennanwang. Mo Jingqi only got a copy from Ren Qining, but although he looked at Mo Xiuzhen and Zhennan Wang’s eyes, he still remembered the things under the roof of other people’s houses. As for the case of Mo Jingli, it is an agreement with Dingwangfu. Naturally, it has nothing to do with Murong’s industry.
When Ye Liu and his group returned to Qingyuan Inn, the entire Qingyuan Inn had already gone to the empty space. The small two who went to the shopkeeper to clean up had disappeared. It has long been known that Qingyuan Inn and Ren Qining about Ye Li and others did not feel too surprised. For the sake of safety, they still moved to the inn where Xu Qingchen stayed. After Zhennan Wang left Lei Tengfengshan, he had already rushed back to Xiling Imperial City on the same day.
The ink repairs are not light, and they are not allowed to get out of bed when they are lying on the bed. Lying in bed to raise a disease is really more painful than killing him. However, Yeli was scared by his injury this time, and ordered him to rest in bed, so the prince was even more entangled with Wang Hao. recuperate. Let the face of the dusty son busy outside is ugly day by day.
"Qi Yu Wang Ye, Wang Hao. Chu Huang and Li Wang came." The guard outside the door told me.
Lazy and frowning on the bed, lying on the bed and leaning on the head, letting the glass wash the fruit, and impatiently said: "What are they doing?" The outside guards, he knows where the two come. What does the prince do? However, this did not affect his feeling of dissatisfaction with his own prince. He quickly asked: "Do you want to ask them to go back?" The room was quiet for a while before the voice of Ye Li was heard: "Please come to Chu and Li Wang. Let's go."
The outside door was opened, and Mo Jingqi and Mo Jingli came together. In the room, the screen between the inside and the outside has been removed. As soon as they entered the door, they saw ink repairing half lying on the bed, a white hair fluttering on the bed, and the white clothes were extraordinarily indifferent. Alienation.
Ye Li sat on the edge of the bed, and put down the apple that had just been cut in his hand. He nodded and smiled at the two people: "Chu Huang, Li Wang, please sit down." The two sat down silently, the guards were kept outside, and the leaves were again It’s natural that you can’t expect someone to give them tea, but fortunately neither of them came to drink tea.
Ink repaired the two men and asked: "What is the time to come to the king?"
This casual tone is not in the ear of Mo Jingli, but it is completely different in the ear of Mo Jingqi. When Murray was originally in Chujing, he would never talk to him in this casually perfunctory tone even if he was doing something. Even if the politeness and surrender in the original tone were fake, at least it did the same, but now the tone of Mo Xiu’s voice is not that he is not a king of the country but a cat, dog and dog on the road. If the sentence is not happy, it will be ignored.
Seeing the appearance of Mo Jing praying, Mo Jingli inadvertently coughed a voice: "Imperial brother, you have something to ask the king?" Although he also looked at the ink repair is not pleasing to the eye, but had to When he saw that his emperor's face was black, his heart was still quite happy.
Mo Jingqi took a deep breath and swallowed the anger in his heart. He stared at Mo Xiuzhen and asked: "Where did Princess Changle go?"
Ink repaired and looked at Mo Jingqi, and he snorted for a while, faintly said: "The Princess Changle is your daughter. How can the king know where she went?"
Mo Jing prayed coldly: "Chang Le disappeared in the Nanzhao Palace. Who else can you beside?" Ink repaired his lips and taunted. "Yes, Princess Changle disappeared in the Nanxun Palace." How did the king know why she went to the Nanzhao Palace? How did the king know when she went to the Nanxun Palace? Mo Jingqi, the daughter disappeared and asked you to ask the king, is it that your dragon chair is gone? You have to ask the king to ask?"
"You!" Mo Jing prayed a face of a burst of white, and finally could not help but shoot the case and glared at the ink repair. Ink repaired and looked at his anger in his eyes, lying back on the soft pillow, staring at the glass, "Ali, hungry..." Yeli helpless, picking up the apple cut next to it Feed him in small pieces. Ink repairs his own pleasure and does not forget to share it with Ye Li. "Ali also eats, and Lei Tengfeng sends people to send things that are not bad."
Looking at the two people in front of the eyes, Mo Jing prayed for anger and rushed to the crown and could not help. I had to go to the angry sleeves and see him go to ink repair, which gave him a look: "Wait."
Mo Jing prayed: "What else do you want to say?"
Mo Xiu looked at him like a smile and smiled. He thought: "It is rare for you to open a special visit to the king. You will tell you a good news for free. In other words, the one who saw you the other few days ago... is now The Northern Territory commander, the former dying orphans."
This news suddenly hits the ink scene and stunned it for a long time. Instead, Mo Jingli frowned: "Ren Qining is Lin Yuan, who is Tan Jizhi?" Mo Xiu shrugged and said that he did not know. Mo Jing prayed coldly: "Do you think you will believe your ghost?"
Having said that, Mo Jing’s heart is faintly shaken. Because he knows that ink repair will not use this kind of thing to tease him. Looking at Mo Xiu's look with ridicule and ridicule, Mo Jing prayed that he could not find a hole to turn in. He trusted that Tan Jizhi, who was in Canada, was a former dynasty, and he was just a handful of rescuers in the past two days. If it is passed out, where is the face of his emperor going? I don’t want to swear with ink, and Mo Jing prays and sinks her face.
Mo Jingli slowed him down and walked behind. Some hesitant turned and looked at Mo Xiuzhen and asked: "Ren Qi Ning is really..."
Ink repaired disdainfully: "Does the king lie to you to have sugar to eat? Mo Jingqi that waste is being used by others in the land of Dachu. He still hasn’t heard the sound of the wind. In the past few years, Ren Qining has recovered the whole The northern hand has already reached the big Chu, what is the waste doing? So good, lest the king can't stand it anyway and kill him first. You tell Mo Jingqi, one day he became the king of the country. The king will send him a sword for the emperor of Taizu to help him.
Mo Jingli was speechless and turned and went out. Outside the door, Mo Jingqi apparently heard the remarks of Mo Xiuzhen, and he was so angry that he couldn’t turn back and look for the theory of ink repair.
Mo Jingli’s eyes were so heavy that he went forward:
Emperor brother, let’s go back to Beijing.
Mo Jing prayed coldly.
After repairing and repairing for nearly half a month, Murray left the city with the leaves and swayed away from Ancheng to the northwest. As for the dusty son who had more work, he had already returned in advance.
Before leaving, Ling Tiehan took the two righteous sisters to the deceased. The Ling Dage master went through two battles with Mo Xiu and Rong Rong, and decided to go back to practice. An Ancheng, which had been so busy and lively, has gradually quieted down.
When Ye Liu and Mo Xiuqi left, only Lei Tengfeng came to bid farewell, and he still had to stay in Ancheng to clean up a lot of mess left by Murong’s annihilation. In comparison, Dingwangfu did not fully achieve the expected goals, but it was also the most expensive. Because they don't pay anything, all they get are net profit, and even the end is free.
The two went all the way, and when they rushed back to the northwest, it was almost the end of September.
I just returned to the city of Licheng, but I haven’t entered the grand palace of Dingwang’s house to save a white and tender buns wearing black brocade. Mo Xiaobao screamed at the glare of Ye Liu, "Oh... oh wow... I’m not talking to you, oh, you know, you obviously see Xiaobao the next day. Oh wow... Niang is not a little treasure, Xiaobao is a child no one wants. Hehe..."
Ye Li couldn't help but have a black line. Who is this child who taught him the mess? But looking at the little buns that are sorrowful and crying, even the little treasures that most hate others are usually out, it is really sad. She was brought to her side from Mo Xiaobao. This time, she left for so long for the first time. She saw that her son was crying. Ye Li quickly bowed his head and kissed him with a tearful face. Channel: "Sorry, my mother is wrong. How can a mother-in-law not want a small treasure? Xiaobao is a mother-in-law."
In the face of so many people being kissed by the mother, Mo Xiaobao is still a little bit shameful, and suddenly thinks of apples. But he really wanted to be a mother-in-law. Finally, he couldn’t bear to leave the mother’s innocence, and Mo Xiaobao bought his little face on the mother’s shoulder. The two small hands clung to the neck of the glass and refused to let go. Xiaobao wants to kiss her."
Ye Li looked at the face of Mo Xiaobao's white, tender and moist, moist eyes, and the soft heart seemed to be a group of cotton. "Mother is also thinking of Xiaobao."
"The mother will not want Xiaobao?" Mo Xiaobao looked at Ye Liu with his eyes, and Ye Li suddenly had no resistance. "Ningyin will never be a little treasure."
"Mother is the best, Xiaobao loves the mother." Hey, Mo Xiaobao cheerfully gave Ye Liu a few misses of kiss.
The people who came to greet watched their own Xiaoshizi and Wang Hao’s words for a long time, and also saw that their own princes stood on the side and blackened a handsome face. For a long while, Mo Xiaobao is still grasping his own mother's remarks about his own thoughts and grievances. Mo Xiu can't help but pump his mouth and lean over and smack the ink from the glass of Ye Liu.
"Mother Kiss..." was lifted up by the ink repairing collar, and Mo Xiaobao kicked the calf and asked for help from the mother.
"Repairing..." Ye Liu disapproved of looking at the ink repair, always holding the collar to mention the child is always bad, what if you hurt Xiaobao?
Ink repaired quickly changed the cuddly method that a glass can accept, and took Mo Xiaobao into his own arms. He smiled and looked at the son who had his eyes bent and turned straight. "Son, the father wants you too. Do you want to see your father at all?" Mo Xiaobao licked his teeth in a place where Ye Liu could not see. He didn't want to hate the father. The father often didn't come back, so no one would marry him. However, in the face of the glaze, Mo Xiaobao’s classmates can only nodded innocently:
The child also wants the father.
As soon as he leans over, let’s take a look at the face of ink repair.
The ink repaired with a slobber was suddenly stunned, and then looked at the little things in his arms and looked at the mischievous smile. Mo Xiu reluctantly resisted the impulse of throwing this little thing out of laughter. : "It is really a good son of the father. Xiao Bao is so embarrassed, the homework Xiao Bao arranged when the father is leaving must be finished?"
Mo Xiaobao's face is a bit stiff, and his eyes are drifting east and west. When I look at his expression, there is still something I don't understand. Smile and amiable look at him, "Xiao Bao, it seems that you have to explain to your father and mother, how much you missed your father and mother in the past few months and even forgot to write homework."
Mo Xiaobao suddenly fell like a balloon that was punctured. What is the father, what is the most annoying!