Chapter 1379, Broken Sword!

The two old men of Qin and Bai, who had been in a state of hostility for many years, gathered at the palace hotel to drink tea, and this information quickly spread throughout Yanjing and also reached the ears of Wenren Muyue.

"They're building momentum. It is also for the integration of resources. King Guo sat opposite Wenren Muyue and reported with a solemn expression: "They are here to declare their position to those who belong to the camp. It is also a warning to outsiders not to get involved in this battle easily - the Qin and Bai families have joined forces, and no one dares to face the combination of these two giants. ”

Wen Ren Muyue's expression was very calm, and she was not surprised by such news at all.

Since cooperation has been decided, it is natural to stand up generously and make a stand. If you always hide behind the scenes, you will be looked down upon.

Besides, with the prestige of the old man of the Qin family and the old man of the Bai family in the business world and their influence in Yanjing, drinking tea together between the two of them will bring great psychological pressure to people. Anyone who thinks of facing the blows of the two of them has to think carefully about their position.

She can't influence what others do, she can only make herself stronger.

"How is the second uncle's affairs handled?" Wenren Muyue asked.

"The news of the second master's death has been released. There was a lot of talk from the outside world - people still had a lot of trust in the cause of the disease we posted. Of course, there are some noises. King Guo said implicitly. Wen Renzhen died suddenly, although Wen Renmu Yue announced the news as soon as possible and seized the opportunity. However, there are still many people who talk about it, saying that this is an internal purge of the Wenren family, and that Wenren Muyue, the controller of the Wenren business, is poisoning his relatives.

This time, no matter how Wen Ren Muyue is, he can't get rid of the infamy of being 'ruthless and unjust'.

Whatever the victim's mistakes, the one who is responsible will always bear the lion's share. Bai Po is like this, and so is Wen Ren Muyue.

Subconsciously, everyone has the psychology of sympathy for the weak. Compared with Wen Ren Muyue, Wen Ren Zhen, who has died, is naturally weak.

People were killed. Isn't that weak enough?

"As long as the mainstream voice is in our favor, it's enough." Wen Ren Muyue said. "Those who should believe should believe, and those who shouldn't believe – they won't believe whatever they say."

"Yes. Miss. King Guo nodded yes. I thought to myself, I still heard that Muyue could see it more clearly. You're not money, and there's no way to make everyone like you. All you can do is make those who are supposed to like you like you. There are some people who can't be won over - for example, the people of the Qin and Bai families now. No matter how good your explanation is, they still assume that you are the murderer.

"Let's go back to headquarters. You are needed more there. Wenren Muyue said.

"Yes." King Fruit stood up. "Miss, no matter what, we are on your side. We firmly believe that you will achieve the ultimate victory. We also believe that the old man will wake up. ”

With that, he turned around and walked outside.

Wenren Muyue looked at his back in a daze, as if he was wandering out of the world, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, Shui Bo walked over lightly and said, "Miss." A young lady surnamed Lin came to visit you. ”

"Surname Lin?" Wen Ren Muyue's eyebrows were raised slightly, and the corners of her lips drew a strange arc.

"Yes. She also gave the business card. Shui Bo said. Then, he handed over the business card in his hand.

Wenren Muyue took the business card and glanced at it, pondered a little, and said, "Go out to greet you." ”

With that, he stood up and walked out.

Lin Huanxi's BMW car was parked outside, and she stood alone at the iron gate of this wealthy compound.

A professional suit in white sè, a silk shirt in silver sè, and a purple sè silk handkerchief tied around his neck. The hair is coiled on the top of the head to reveal a slender neck, and there are no blemishes on the whole face. The image is beautiful, and what is even more touching is her temperament, like a magnolia flower blooming silently in a deep valley.

The bodyguards of the security guard looked at her in amazement, even if they were used to seeing many beauties of the Wenren family, they still felt amazing when they saw Lin Huanxi.

This woman is different from all the women who smell the family, and she has a unique smell.

Hearing this, Muyue came out and walked in front of Lin Huanxi and stopped.

Lin Huanxi looked at the woman who came out of the city and the country, and her expression was calm.

They stood facing each other, but no one spoke first.

They know each other, but they don't.

Wenren Muyue didn't know what to say, no matter how high her IQ was, she never thought of facing such a strange scene.

Even Lin Huanxi, who came on his own initiative, didn't know what to say. Even now she didn't understand why she was here.

Shui Bo is a character like a human jīng, so it is natural for him to play the round at this time.

He walked between the two women with his back bowed, and said with a smile, "Miss, why don't you invite the guests to have tea in the room?" ”

"Please." Wen Ren Muyue made an inviting gesture.

"Thank you." Lin Huanxi said.

The two sat opposite each other in the tea room, looking at each other's everything, but their eyes did not collide.

Very tacitly, their eyes shifted to the rockery pond fish outside the yard.

The servant brought the tea, and quickly retreated.

They drank tea with cups in their hands, still speechless.

Time passed minute by minute, and they put all their jīng energy on the tea in their hands and the scenery outside. It seems that Lin Huanxi came here to have a cup of tea and take a look at the scenery.

When the tea was drunk and the teacup became cold, Lin Huanxi got up and said, "If there is anything I can help with, my phone number is on the business card——"

With that, turn around and leave.

Wen Ren Muyue was stunned for a moment, and got up to send him off-

Taking a step back is strategy.

Two steps back, or strategy.

Three steps back, it can also be said to be a strategy.

Continuing to retreat without stopping, that is to show weakness - this is something that the emperor cannot bear.

Although he still hadn't found Fu Fengxue's flaw, although he knew that this blow was very dangerous. However, it is a matter of dignity, and he will fight for his life.

A battle without danger is not a battle, it is a competition. He loved the feeling of hovering on the edge of life and death.

Either raw. Either die.

Simple and straightforward. But the blood is boiling.

What Fu Fengxue used was a one-word Taiji sword. Of course, there is another name, which is called the Word Infinity Sword.

Man and sword are one. Infuse the sword qi of the whole body into the blade of the sword, and stab the emperor's whole body to the death hole.

The emperor threw a punch, and the fist hit the tip of Fu Fengxue's sword.

Iron fist vs. sword? Do you think you are God?

Seeing the emperor's stupid counterattack, Qin Luo and the others were happy in their hearts.

"Oh my God, has he been given an aura of idiot?" Jesus whispered. I didn't dare to speak out loud, as if I had reminded the emperor.

"It's really looking for death." Redgar clenched his little fists.

Qin Luo smiled at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't say anything in agreement.

He hoped that the emperor was brain-dead, but he didn't believe that he was really brain-dead.

The distance is instantly closer.

Fu Fengxue's long sword stabbed at the emperor, and then pierced his fist-

Wrong!

He didn't pierce the Emperor's fist, but through the gap between his fingers.

In that intolerable moment, in that lightning-fast docking, the Emperor was able to grip the blade of the sword with the gap between his fingers.

Whoosh –

The emperor's body rushed forward.

The fist of his left hand clamped the long sword to prevent it from moving, and the other hand clenched his fist and slammed it into Fu Fengxue's chest.

Fu Fengxue punched over, the two fists butted each other, the wind was fierce, and under the vigorous pressure, the body fell backwards violently.

However, because of the connection of the long sword, neither of them exited too far.

Fu Fengxue drew his sword, the sword body couldn't move, and it was firmly in the hands of the emperor.

He was able to hold the sword so firmly with the gap between his fingers, Fu Fengxue couldn't pull it out when he held the hilt of the sword.

He turned into a twist, trying to cut off the emperor's fingers with a sharp blade.

The emperor also exerted force at the same time.

Click-

With a crisp sound, the long sword could not withstand the two vigorous twists and broke in two.

A hundred years of divine soldiers, destroyed in one fell swoop!