Chapter 675: Hypocritical Muleng (4)

The guard presented the portrait in his hand respectfully.
Mu Leng raised his hand to take the portrait and spread it out cautiously. In an instant, on the scroll, a stunning woman in red came into her eyes.
This woman's appearance was perfect and perfect, even Muleng, who was a woman, was deeply attracted, and her eyes were full of surprise.
"She's the woman who bought the invitation?" Mu Leng bit her lip and said, "You go and solve the person who sells invitations first, and then tell He Cuicui, if she wants to be a master, no matter who it is Ask her, she must admit that she is the one who saved the phantom!"
Since she can find He Cuicui's head, Wen Xunhuan will definitely find her. At that time, He Cuicui did not admit that the middleman who sold the invitations died, and no one would know that it was not her...
Anyway, the woman was always covered, no one could see her face clearly.
As for that body temperament... you can slowly cultivate it, I believe that with time, it can definitely be fake!
"Yes, miss."
The guard retreated.
After seeing the guard leave, Mu Leng took a deep breath, and was about to put the scroll away. The door of the room was suddenly pushed open by one hand. She hurriedly hid the scroll behind her back and looked up at the person who entered the room. Mu Zhen.
"Master, are you looking for something to do with me?"
Mu Zhen frowned slightly: "What are you hiding behind?"
"I..." Mu Leng looked flustered.
It's not that she doesn't believe in Mu Zhen, but that there are some things, the less people know the better.
But before she had time to put away the picture scroll, she was discovered by Mu Zhen.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Mu Zhen's eyes sank, and she passed by, and with a wave of her palm, she snatched the scroll she was hiding behind.
"Master!" Mu Leng paled in shock, watching Mu Zhen spread out the picture with a pale face.
At that moment, the woman on the scroll was clearly printed in Mu Zhen's pupils, her pupils suddenly shrank, and her complexion turned pale at this moment.
"Leng'er, where did you get this picture scroll?" Mu Zhen's palm trembled lightly and her lips were white. She couldn't even hold the picture scroll and almost threw it on the ground several times.
Mu Leng obviously didn't know how much Mu Zhen was irritated, but after thinking about it, she decided to get rid of what the guard had reported to her.
"You mean, the woman on this picture scroll is the young woman?" Mu Zhen asked with light flashes in her eyes.
"Master, it's her."
"Okay, very good! Remember, don't let anyone see this picture again!"
Mu Zhen returned the portrait in her hand to Mu Leng, and she was also relieved...
That woman is dead, it is impossible to be alive! She... will never be able to enter the door of the fantasy palace!
Thinking of this, Mu Zhen was in a good mood, her lips curled up with a smile: "Since this woman is the one who saved the Phantom Sound, then we must not let her live. After searching, I will pass the rest of the life, casually. A perfunctory is enough. As for the magic sound, you need to rely on your own ability to fight for..."
"I understand, Master."
Although Mu Leng didn't know the specific situation, she knew that no matter whether the woman was eaten by the dragon or not, she would never be alive.
"That's right..." Mu Zhen's eyes flickered, "The plan you use needs to be done according to the situation. It's just the same temperament and useless, the most important thing is the body shape. After all... Wen Xunhuan is not a fool. "