Chapter 83: Let Her Be Buried in Peace (2)
Mu pondered in his heart!
Maybe this is a very good time, from the beginning to the present, it can be said that the enemy is dark and I am clear, and the form is very unfavorable to her, maybe she can take this opportunity to know or directly get rid of some enemies.
As long as you move from light to dark, many things will become much easier.
Mu smiled sarcastically in her heart, shouldn't she thank that hypocritical saint for giving her such a good opportunity?
And Mu Tianlei, who hesitated for a while, seemed to have made up his mind to find out what Mu Tianqing's body was.
The still cold face didn't pay attention to the fairy-like Ruoxian on the side, and stepped forward to salute: "Lord Wang, I really care about my sister's body, can I let you find out in the next place, no matter what the result is, I will never have any objections to the prince's approach, I just want to make it clear and feel at ease." β
Ruo Xian'er's beautiful eyes flashed with cold light, her beautiful and beautiful appearance, looking at Situ Moran plainly and dignifiedly, as if there was no trace of impurities: "Senior brother, it is understandable that the people of the Mu family want to make sure that Miss Mu is okay, they must want to make sure that Miss Mu is well." β
Situ Moran's face was gloomy and terrifying, he glanced at a few people in the room, and the fleeting impatience flashed, and finally his Adam's apple moved, his eyes overflowed with thousand-year-old frost, and his brows furrowed: "Yes, leave immediately after the investigation." β
Ruo Xian'er's detached eyes glanced at Mu Xiaoxiao, who had a bad face next to her, and smiled: "Then it's bothering the girl." β
For the slut on the couch, Ruo Xian'er is still confident that she has already lost her breath, just to see who will pierce this layer of window paper, that person must not be her.
In a word, it was like putting Mu Xiaoxiao between ice and fire, and she really didn't know what to do with the moody and handsome prince like Shura.
Mu Xiaoxiao was secretly vigilant in her heart, this Ruoxian in front of her eyes was definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp, and a few words pushed such a heavy burden on her.
If she had the courage to come forward to investigate just now, now she was really a little hesitant, and she didn't know if she would be strangled to death on the spot if she said the wrong thing.
Mu Tianlei pushed Mu Xiaoxiao, who was hesitant, and said, "Let's go, I'll accompany you." β
Mu Xiaoxiao shrank a little and put her jade hand on Mu Qian's veins, and her face became heavier and heavier from the beginning of the contractionγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»
With gloomy eyes on the side, Situ Moran, who had a gloomy face, sat aside without saying a word.
Ruo Xian'er didn't know when, quietly appeared behind Situ Moran.
She is still beautiful, captivating the country and the city,
The slender figure stood dignified to the side, quietly looking at Mu Xiaoxiao and waiting for the result.
Seems to be very concerned.
She looked at Mu Xiaoxiao, and the corners of her lips on her calm and white face rose slightly: "I don't know what Miss Mu's injury is?"
Mu Xiaoxiao's face was solemn, leaned down, her delicate face was close to Mu Qianqing's chest, and then the jade finger probed Mu Qianqing's snort again, and sat down dejectedly.
Mu Tianlei's face was gloomy and cold, and the anxiety and hope in his eyes gradually shattered, rendering a little sadness.
Seeing Mu Xiaoxiao's expression, he guessed the result, but he still didn't want to believe it, and asked in a slightly trembling voice: "How is the situation?"
Mu Xiaoxiao's solemn little face glanced at Situ Moran, who was exuding a freezing cold air like an iceberg, and said with some shrunken: "There is no pulse at all, my heart has stopped, and I am not breathing." β
Mu Tianlei's already cold face was unusually sad and heavy, and he stood aside without saying a word, staring blankly at the pure and beautiful face on the bed.
Ruo Xian'er's beautiful face showed an expression of surprise and sadness, and tried her best to hide the smile in her heart: "How can this be?
Situ Moran's deep eyes became more and more gloomy, and the violent aura around him became stronger and stronger, his cold and gloomy eyes glanced at Ruoxian'er who was noisy on the side, and turned his eyes to look at Mu Tianlei.
The rich aura around him has not decreased, his sword eyebrows are deep, and his beautiful eyes are as cold as ice: "The result is obtained, don't bother." β
A vigorous and powerful sentence echoed in the tent, as if to inform everyone.
Ruo Xian'er's plain face tried her best to hide the viciousness and viciousness in her heart, and her voice was a little cold: "Senior brother, when are you going to deceive yourself?"
Situ Moran's face became even more gloomy, and he looked at the woman on the bed without saying a word.
"Senior brother-. Ruo Xian'er's beautiful eyes were slightly cold, "Do you want Miss Mu to go uneasy?"
She doesn't believe it! She doesn't want to!
Why would he rather hurt himself than protect a dead man.
What is she like to be a dead man?
Situ Moran's face was gloomy and terrifying, his face was gloomy, his cold eyes were cold, like ice that had been hidden for thousands of years, and he stared at Ruo Xian'er on the side and said slightly angrily: "What this king said doesn't want to repeat a second time. β
Mu Qingqing, who was lying down and couldn't move, was happy in his heart.
She could imagine what Ruoxian'er's expression should be now.
This violent man has really done something to her appetite right now!
Ruoxian'er's hands in the sleeves were already bruised, because of the excessive force, the nails had already pierced into the delicate skin, and pieces of red fell on the palms of her hands.
She bit her lower lip unwillingly, tried her best to hide the resentment in her heart, her eyes were full of tears, and she said pitifully: "Senior brother, don't hurt yourself, okay? Miss Mu will be in the ground sooner, and her soul will be able to rest sooner, even if Miss Mu goes down, she will γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»."
Before she finished speaking, Situ Moran's beautiful eyes were already as cold as icebergs, revealing a cold edge, and the sharp eyes shot at her, and the chill and murderous aura around her body were strong.
His blood-red lips as red as roses opened, and he shouted angrily: "Come, invite the holy woman back to her camp to rest, until you leave and you can't bother." β
Ruo Xian'er stared at the handsome face that was so resolute and could look at all things in disbelief, trying to find a trace of love and pity for herself.
Her teary eyes were confused, swaying, and her appearance was pitiful, and she said unwillingly: "No need, I will leave myself." β
After saying that, he strode away without looking back, and his back was sad and moving.
When she returned to the camp, Ruo Xian'er couldn't control the anger in her heart, her beautiful eyes were resentful and vicious, and her eyes flashed with ruthlessness and strong killing intent.
"Master, drink tea. A little girl timidly approached Ruoxian'er, and her little hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.
Ruoxian'er's face was hideous, and the magma surging in her eyes erupted out, and she directly hit her feet, and threw her flying feet over: "Waste, since you're so afraid, don't live." β
This kick contains a very strong inner and aura, and directly kicked the little girl who suffered from the unjustified disaster out of the camp.
The little girl spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground suddenly, ending her short and tragic life
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