Charming beauty

A dull click sounded in the silent street, thick liquid flowed out from the corner of his mouth, accompanied by the smell of blood in the air, his warm body fell down slowly, splashing water stains on the ground.

Under the condensed candlelight, the metal on his face reflected cold light, his slender and crystal fingers slowly loosened, the silver color on his little finger added a little bright color to his fair skin, Murongyou moved his fingers, his steps turned lightly, subconsciously getting out of the way The water splashed, glanced at the figures on the ground, and raised his lips in disdain.

There was a voice behind him, and the black shadow fell silently. The long sword in his hand was as cold as ice. He glanced expressionlessly at the warm corpses on the ground. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed. Blood flowed out violently, making the bloody smell over the streets even thicker.

"Young master." Mo Lian took out a black brocade cloth from her bosom and respectfully handed it to Murong You, tore off the corner of her clothes and gently wiped the blood on the sword, and inserted the sword into its sheath.

"Is there any movement over the Immortal Lake?"

Probably because of the filthy air, Murongyou's eyes under the mask at this time were glowing with bloodthirsty light, and the unspeakable bloodiness was suppressed in his voice.

"Returning to your son, everything is as you expected. The guardians of the east and west are secretly wooing small gangs, and using AWOL to spread unfavorable news to your son." Mo Lian said in a concentrated voice.

The corners of the red and thin lips curled up again, a strange blue flashed in Murong You's eyes, and then disappeared in an instant, with a disdainful sarcasm, the slender fingers gently clenched, and when he let go, the black brocade cloth was in his hand Has been turned into dust, on the side of the hand, it dissipates in the night with the wind.

"Where are Murong Jing and Murong Xuan?"

"The eldest son and the second son have not made any moves at present."

"Pay attention to every move of the Murong family." Murong You squinted his eyes. It has been a few days since he left the Immortal Lake, and all the things that should be in the plan have taken certain actions. Now we have to wait for the Murong family. No action does not mean that there will be no. This move, Murongyou sneered, when I sat on the position of leader, I did not forget the jealousy of the so-called brothers, this time such a good opportunity, they will definitely not let it go, and what I need is time .

"Yes, son."

Murong You seemed to be in a better mood. He patted the black crumbs on his hands and walked slowly towards the wall. He jumped onto the courtyard wall lightly on his toes, and lay down with his hands behind his head. His long black hair hung down the wall and fluttered slightly. The tone of voice drifted into Mo Lian's ears with the wind, "How is the matter of Chasing Yuezhuang?"

"Returning to your son, the development of the matter is all in your plan, the leader's order has been found, all the fish have been hooked, as long as you cast the net, you can catch them all." From a small black bottle in his arms, take off the bottle stopper, and put it on the corpse one by one. While squatting down, she carefully poured some of the wound on her neck. The bright red viscous liquid made a chirping sound after being stained with white powder. Mo Lian took a few steps back and waited quietly.

"Have you found out the next target?" Murong You asked.

Mo Lian pondered for a while, then said slowly, "...Shen Miao Gate."

"Shenmiaomen?" A strange voice came from under the mask. Murongyou propped himself up with one hand, his long hair was scattered in front of his chest, and his slender legs were hanging by the wall. "Is that the organization that specializes in collecting intelligence?" First, popularity The quite good Zhuiyuezhuang, and now it is the Shenmiaomen whose sects are spread all over the Jianghu.

"Yes." Mo Lian stood upright, there was nothing around her feet, except for a faint blood stain.

"Does Mo Lian think that this deity should go to the rescue?" Murong You laughed slowly, and then lay down leisurely, with the silver mask behind the candlelight on the street, facing sideways, Mo Lian could only see Murong You's long hair hanging down. The ears that are usually covered under the hair, the auricles are beautiful in shape, white and transparent, and the red color dyed in the clothes is so enchanting.

"It's a matter of grievances and grievances between the rivers and lakes and the court. As the supreme martial artist, you must lead by example. However, according to the current situation, the subordinates feel that you can just wait and see what happens."

Murongyou was thinking about Mo Lian's words, but suddenly a dark purple figure like a banished fairy appeared in his mind, his tone changed, and he asked Mo Lian, "Resurname Nalan...?"

Slightly taken aback, Mo Lian didn't follow Murong You's thinking, and didn't react for a moment. When he came back to his senses, a slender figure in purple clothes flying flying appeared in his mind. He nodded, recalling the way the man took his long sword, pondered for a moment and said , "If this subordinate reads correctly, he should be using the Nanhai Yuanming Palm Technique."

"Nanhai Yuanming Palm?" The bright red tip of the tongue licked the thin lips, and the light-colored thin lips became moist and plump due to the water, matching the interest in the mouth sauce, "Speak clearly."

"Nanhai Yuanming Palm, combined with Wudang Cotton Palm, Emei Piaoxueyun Piercing Palm and Huashan Hunyuan Palm, when you strike like orchids in full bloom, the speed is amazing and unpredictable. Because it was created by the Nanhai Thousand Mercy Monk, although the palm technique is profound, If there is no very deep internal force, although the extremely cold air in the palm can hurt people, it will not kill them, and it is known as the "compassionate palm method" by the Jianghu people."

"Learned but didn't kill people? Interesting..."

Mo Lian remained silent, and for a moment, another shadow fell beside him, completely black, kneeling on one knee behind Mo Lian, staring at the ground intently behind the mask.

"Say." Murong You said lightly.

"Reporting to Master, Protector Nan has spread the news of Master's appearance, and most of the people are rushing to this place."

"Who are they?" Mo Lian looked up at the silent Murong You, and asked the figure behind him in a deep voice.

"Including Elder Tang Menlin, two elders from Hengshan School Chiheng Chixing, Wuming Zixiao, the second owner of Wuming Village, Leng Jueyi, the owner of Yunxiao Village, and Han Feng, the owner of Nianhuamen, there are 63 people in total." Black Shadow said in a cold voice.

Mo Lian raised her brows when she heard the words, waved her hand lightly, a gust of wind blew behind her, and only Mo Lian's slanting black shadow was reflected on the ground.

"My lord..." Mo Lian stared at Murong You with dark eyes.

Murong You waved his hand to stop him from speaking, stood up, his slender figure stood erect on the wall, glanced at the dried blood stains on the ground, smiled frivolously, and disappeared into the corner of the wall.

"Find out the identity of that person, and send another person to restrain Nan Protector. As for the others, I have my own plan..."

"Yes."

White powder was sprinkled on the empty street, and the only trace of blood left on the ground gradually faded away, and even the thick bloody smell wafting in the air dissipated with the night wind. By dawn, this silent street was completely invisible. out what ever happened.

...

.Of course it was an accident. I really can't believe that there is a pure male-male relationship.