"You're done?"

In a dilapidated inn, a man in a black cloak found the window and leaned against the table in Mo Lin Mountain, pushed a piece of cake and grinned. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I also saw the battle between you and the snake the night before yesterday, it's really powerful! I can feel the surging and vast demonic power raging from thousands of zhang, and you actually won the battle! And you also smashed the nearly thousand zhang long city wall, and now the streets and alleys are discussing the information of your battle with the snake. ”

"It seems that I have to step up my efforts, otherwise I will only be worshiped by the world that you have become a saint in Molin Mountain, and the Gu King of the year is still at the top......"

Hearing this, Mo Linshan glanced at the black-robed man in front of him, turned to lean against the window and continued to look in the direction of Cuiyan Pavilion, pondering for a long time but then looking towards the black-robed man.

"You say, what would you do if your girl had a brain that had to do something against your will?"

"Look at what you said, that's not good!" The shriveled lips took a sip of turbid tea, and the black-robed man looked directly at Mo Linshan's surprised eyes and smiled.

"At the very least, it proves that my girl will not rely on anyone, she has her own thoughts, and she will not be at the mercy of others, especially if she does something with a tendon, she can often get unexpected results. ”

"Even if you almost die several times?"

"That's stupid, at least I'm a father who is reluctant to let my girl fight and kill, don't you see it's good to sit quietly in the Cuiyan Pavilion now!"

Saying that, the black-robed man looked along the window in the direction of Cuiyan Pavilion, and Hu Xueyao, who saw the book in the window, laughed softly, and her yellow eyes turned with two tears.

Obviously, Mo Linshan did not tell the truth behind the black-robed man, after all, there are not many people who know the identity of the dead Xiangling, so it is best to take him away.

"By the way, I heard that your daughter also went to catch the assassin who assassinated Zhao Jingde that night?"

"yes, someone stabbed her in the chest, and if I hadn't arrived in time, she would have died. ”

"Oh, then you're so pitiful, giving birth to such a wild girl......"

“......”

Mo Linshan sat silently for a while, and when the black-robed man got tired of sitting and got up to go back, he stretched out his hand to stop the latter's footsteps.

"The girl who assassinated Zhao Jingde is your daughter's maid Xiangling, don't you want to talk about your feelings?"

The black-robed man suddenly stopped, looked back at Mo Linshan's serious appearance, and grinned twice after frowning deeply.

"Although I don't know why she killed Zhao Jingde, but in my heart, she is still the poor child who cowered in the corner of the street, if there is an afterlife... I hope she can give birth to a better family. ”

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In the Cuiyan Pavilion, Mo Wushuang resigned from Li Yuanfang, who had informed the news, and looked at the swaying candlelight in the room, but he sighed deeply and leaned on the head of the bed and swung his legs in contemplation.

Now Di Huaiying has returned to Dali Temple to recuperate because of physical problems, and when he left, it was obvious that he also knew that the assassination of Xiangling was not so simple, otherwise it would be impossible to ask someone to seal the Cuiyan Pavilion when he left.

In addition, Xiao Zhiyin's motive for being killed also made Mo Wushuang puzzled, after all, this person is a person who causes trouble everywhere on weekdays, although he hates her, but it is not worth it for Xiangling to kill her, not to mention that on the night of the confrontation, Xiangling did not accept Xiao Zhiyin's death.

Could it be that the secret Gu King Hu does not return?

If it was really him, why would he watch his daughter die outside the Daming Palace and not help?

Suddenly, I remembered that Mo Linshan said that the purpose of Cuiyan Pavilion was to see the daughter of the Gu King, so it is very likely that the Gu King did not know the reversal of these things and identities behind it, so it is very likely that Mo Linshan concealed Hu Xueyao's news, or......

Suddenly, Mo Wushuang felt a chill down his spine inexplicably, that one Soul Devouring Golden Gu alone had almost taken his own life, and the appearance of this second Soul Devouring Golden Gu was more like giving people the feeling of cleaning the battlefield.

So, what is there that you are ignoring?

In this way, he gradually fell asleep while thinking, and it was not until the next morning that Li Yuanfang knocked on Mo Wushuang's door, and this girl woke up and wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth.

"Today is the third day, and it's time for a burial. ”

It seemed that Li Yuanfang knew the embarrassment that Mo Wushuang was facing through the door, so he had to push the door open a small gap and hand in a set of simple clothes.

"Don't wear the patrol clothes of Dali Temple and the clothes of Qinglou, that looks disrespectful. ”

Although Li Yuanfang's belly is usually a little darker, the meticulousness of doing things still makes Mo Wushuang admire from the bottom of his heart, and it is rare for a battlefield man to have such a strict code, compared to himself......

Forget it, let's talk about something else.

Mo Wushuang put his simple clothes on his body, tied white silk around his waist, tied his long hair behind him, and was cleaning up the scattered clothes in the house against the door, when he suddenly remembered not to let Li Yuanfang be alone outside.

"Li Yuanfang, what kind of place did you arrange for Sister Xiangling?"

"Outside Chang'an City, next to a willow pond, bring the summer air fresh, as far as the eye can see, clear water and blue sky, green mountains and clouds. ”

"Just looking for this place for Xiangling, I spent no less than twenty taels of silver, and specially invited the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain to come and see. ”

"People can say, that place is where the dragon's eye aura gathers, and burying it can make people who are slaves reborn like a butterfly's cocoon, and the next life will definitely be either rich or expensive!"

Li Yuanfang smiled and stuck to the door of the room and smiled with Mo Wushuang, but he didn't believe it at all, and he probably just wanted Mo Wushuang to rest assured when he said these words.

"Cut, those stinky Taoist priests used to only talk nonsense and cheat money, saying that they are like turning into a butterfly's cocoon and getting reborn, but I'm afraid that if I cheat you out of this money, I will roll up the cover and leave directly!"

Mo Wushuang inexplicably recalled the old Taoist priest of the ancient lane who was a pit man in his previous life, shook his head and smiled, but suddenly stopped the movement of his palm.

Golden cicada shelling ......

"What's the matter? I've been waiting for a lot of time in the carriage outside the door, and I'm not responsible if you miss the auspicious time again!"

Saying that, Li Yuanfang glanced twice into the room along the crack in the door, but saw Mo Wushuang staring at him through the crack in the door.

"There's a question I always forgot to ask you, how did you find Di Huaiying after he fell downstairs that day?"

"Do you believe it intuitively?" Li Yuanfang suddenly saw Mo Wushuang's puffing appearance, and then quickly waved his hand and smiled bitterly.

"Just kidding, after I was injured by the ink god that night, I remembered that Di Huaiying hadn't left the room of the top brand, so on the way I heard a deafening sound, and when I came to find it, I found that Di Huaiying had fallen and was seriously injured. ”