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She silently looked at the man's feet in front of her, and then at the already crumbling door. The veins on her forehead bulged, but she tried hard to press the heart that was about to beat someone.

This is not the door of her house, it doesn't matter, just kick it, it's not her to fix it anyway!

Xiang Cong didn't feel embarrassed at all, he tilted his head proudly and rubbed his feet on the ground, as if to show his disgust.

Wen was silent, stood up, and stared at him blankly. Tell yourself that he just died of his brother and don't be like him.

"Let's go!" Xiang Cong looked at her five-short figure with disgust, and said in his heart: A man is so short, and he doesn't know how.

If Wen Mo knew, he would definitely make another account in his heart. She is a girl who is only a teenager, she is already well developed when she grows so tall, why is she short?

Xiang Cong took Wen Mo out of Xiang's house, and when he walked to the door, he met a person, who was wearing green clothes and straw sandals, looking bohemian and uninhibited.

When Wen Mo saw him, he immediately recognized him.

This person is Xiang Rui, the second young master of the Xiang family, and he is the product of the head of the Xiang family's drunkenness, and he is not happy in the Xiang family.

Usually dissolute and uninhibited, he likes to sleep and stay in wine, recite poetry and music, and do not think about cultivation. Cultivation is not even comparable to Xiang Cong.

But this person is also the person Wen Mo saw that night, that is, the male protagonist who made a pair of wild mandarin ducks with Hu Haiyan in the grass.

When Wen Mo got the news that day, he quietly checked it.

The news of Xiang Rui, the second young master of the Xiang family, is not a secret, although the servants of the Xiang family are a little slack on Xiang Cong, and even more slack on her, but they will always answer two sentences when they ask three questions, so they also got some news.

When she heard the news, she was a little surprised.

Who would have thought that a waste wood concubine would join hands with outsiders to kill the heir of the Xiang family?

Wen Mo muttered in his heart, lowered his eyebrows and landed behind Xiang Cong, hid himself, and quietly observed the second young master who heard that the mud couldn't support the wall the most.

"Little brother, where is this?" Xiang Rui shook the somewhat tattered fan in his hand, and there was a small tooth in the upper right corner of the fan, which seemed to be broken after a few more stirring.

"Hmph! You're coming back from a bed with a widow? You can't change to a better one because of the smell of the? Xiang Cong snorted disdainfully, he didn't want to admit his identity, so he didn't even want to call a second brother.

Xiang Rui sniffed his sleeve, "Is there any? Second brother, why can't I smell it? You smell it, it's really not! Hmm...... Only the taste of the dinner I had yesterday......"

As he spoke, he pinched his sleeve to give Xiang Cong a sniff.

Xiang Cong took two or three steps back in disgust, waved his sleeves, and didn't let him get closer, "You stay away from me!"

He couldn't stand it, especially when he saw the oil stains on Xiang Rui's sleeves, and the yellow, yellow, white, and sticky things that he didn't know what they were.

When he dodged in disgust, Wen Mo saw a mocking look in Xiang Rui's eyes.

Winmer didn't understand what he meant, so he quietly jotted it down. Could it be that the hatred between the two is very strong?

She didn't know what the relationship between the two was, because those servants didn't dare to say this at all, she asked Xiang Rui's identity, and she was already very lucky.

"You should go back and rest quickly, lest you get the wind right away and die of overwork!" Xiang Cong reminded with a sharp smile, and walked outside specifically bypassing Xiang Rui.

"Little brother, thank you for your concern, go slowly~ Come back early, I'll wait for you to eat~" He shouted and waved his hand, deliberately angry.

Xiang Cong punched the cotton, his face was pale, he squeezed his fist, glared at him coldly, and saw Xiang Rui's innocent expression, stroked his sleeves and turned away.

He was followed by three doglegs, all looking at him worriedly, as if they were afraid of something.

Wen Mo hurriedly followed, and before leaving, Xiang Rui was still waving his hand from afar, holding a broken fan in his hand, a little crazy.

But this is by no means really crazy, Wen Mo thought: I originally wanted to find out the truth about Xiang Yun's death, but this matter seems to be entangled in a lot of things. The first is the inheritance of the Xiang family, followed by Hu Haiyan, and finally the conspiracy of the Wei family.

Wu Lianzhen said that it is not small, but it is not big. The town is dominated by the Wei family, and the family forces of the Xiang family and the Hu family occupy it. The second is the Tianhuo Academy. However, the Tianhuo Academy is all neutral and has never participated in the entanglement of the three forces.

"Young master, don't be angry...... "After getting into the Xuanma carriage, Xiang Cong's expression was not very good, and his face was gloomy, so that the people around him couldn't tell what he thought.

The three dogs are all in the car, the one who opened the mouth is called Fulai, the other two are called Fuqing, and the thinner one is called Funing.

Xiang Cong didn't speak, he looked out the window in the cold, his expression changed back and forth, and he thought of many things.

Wen Mo sat silently and did not speak, the aura in his body was running uninterruptedly, and his ears and divine consciousness were always paying attention to Xiang Cong's reaction.

There is definitely something wrong with her performance towards Rui, but she can't say it.

She glanced at Xiang Cong quietly, could he have seen something?

When the carriage was moving, the sound was quiet, and the inside of the carriage suddenly fell silent. The three doglegs didn't dare to speak anymore, because they noticed that Xiang Cong's expression was getting more and more ugly.

Wen Mo was infected by the atmosphere, and he didn't dare to take a big breath, so he subconsciously slowed down his breathing. The rotation of the aura in the body has also slowed down a lot.

She touched the silver ring on her wrist, thinking a little lighter.

The silver ring is actually just an ordinary silver bracelet, but it depicts the gravity formation on it, so that Wen Mo can also exercise his body and bones in normal times.

After she gets used to it, she always holds it when she thinks about things, and she seems to feel very secure.

Wen Mo's eyes were slightly closed: what Xiang Cong was thinking didn't necessarily have to be clear, as long as it didn't affect what she was going to do......

Her mind was rethinking things, and she seemed to have caught something.

Boom! Genma stopped, and the ladder in the carriage was lowered. The voice was crisp, and Wen Mo's thoughts were interrupted, and his mind was emptied, and all inspiration was forgotten.

She pursed her eyebrows helplessly, touched her thick eyebrows and got out of the car first and waited beside the car.

The location of the fighting arena is on the right side of the center of Wulian Town, covering a large area, the size of a village in Wangjia Village.

There was a stone door at the entrance of the arena, empty, carved with grass, wood, snakes, insects, and some fighting patterns.

In some places, there is a faint red sheen, which is the blood stain left by the previous winners.

Here, those who win in the fighting arena will press their own bloody handprints on the stone gate to show their strength.

There is also a gate inside the stone gate, and there are two small doors on each side of the gate.

The three gates look exactly the same, but they are different in size. They are all arches, with arcs, and the front is carved with a door god with teeth and claws, and the hideous faces of the town house are very useful.