"Shanzhuo, how are you?" Murong Jue asked lightly.

Although Murong Shanzhuo was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, in front of his idol, he was still polite and said in a low voice: "It's okay, it's just a little injury." ”

Murong Jue glanced at his right hand and snorted, "It's just a small injury?" Your palm is completely pierced, but you still have sense? ”

The void and reality were seen through at a glance, Murong Shanzhuo's face was gloomy, his head hung lower, and he was no longer reckless, and said honestly: "There is no consciousness, this arm is useless." ”

Murong Jue nodded and said, "Since you are unconscious, you will stay and go." ”

Murong Shanzhuo knew that he couldn't help anymore, so he had to hold back his anger and retreat very involuntarily.

Murong Jue went up to the balcony on the sixth floor, stood on the metal guardrail, and carefully looked the man in white up and down, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar. After looking at it for a while, I was not sure in my heart, so I asked, "Where is Your Excellency sacred?" ”

The man in white was the masked Meng Que, who was also standing on a metal guardrail on the sixth floor, competing with Murong Jue. Hearing Murong Jue's question, he knew that the other party failed to recognize him, so he secretly lowered his voice, changed his voice, and said, "I am neither a god nor a saint, just a ronin, named 'Xuanwu'." ”

Murong Jue laughed twice and said, "It turns out that Your Excellency is Xuanwu, you have admired it for a long time!" ”

Meng Que knew that he was hiding a knife in his smile, and he was not polite, and said: "You don't have to look up for a long time, if I guess correctly, you should dream of killing me, right?" ”

Murong Jue laughed silently, and did not hide it, and said, "Your Excellency killed the five emperors of the blood tyranny, and killed several of my clansmen. As a pawn of Murong, I should avenge them and take your life. ”

Meng Que put his hands behind his back, stood proudly upright, and said, "If you want to kill me, I'm afraid it's not so easy." ”

"Hehe, that's exactly what the old man wants to try." Murong Jue's eyes slowly narrowed into a line, staring directly at Meng Que's eyes, and said with a strange smile: "Your Excellency looks young, but he has a good skill, but I don't know what family he is descended from?" ”

This question was the only thing Murong Jue was wondering about.

The thunderous finger of the white-clothed masked man just now can be regarded as a rare feat, but among the four major families, he has never heard of any family that is good at fingering.

When this question came out, the masked Meng Que said but did not answer, so he said suspiciously: "It is rumored that Murong Jue is a person of both talent and martial arts of the Murong family, with your thoughts, you have already guessed the result, since you know, why ask me?" ”

Murong Jue is different from Murong Shanzhuo, he never likes to be a sycophant, he smiled disdainfully, and said: "Your Excellency doesn't have to promote me, I don't dare to be a talent, it's just that I am stupid and dull, and I just follow the mediocrity." ”

Meng Que shook his head and said, "The strange talent who is known as a rare person in the Murong family in a hundred years, how can it be a dull and mediocre talent?" ”

Murong Jue looked at the person in front of him repeatedly, and suddenly saw that in the room on the sixth floor, the bald Tang Lang was lying on the bed, and the woman who was pressed by him screamed again and again. The idea of dealing with the bald head first, and then dealing with the white-clothed masked man, stepped towards the room with one step.

Meng Que saw it clearly, and waved a finger, pointing to the direction of the qi, right in the middle of the corner of the big bed in the room. The corners of the large bedposts were made of wood, and when they touched the fingers, they burst through them. The four corners collapsed, and the whole bed immediately became unstable and tilted down to the side of the broken corner.

The bed tilted, and the two people on it naturally rolled down and fell to the ground. The naked beauty screamed so that her throat was hoarse, and her whole body was gone at this time, her plump breasts were like white rabbits, slim and trembling, with a thin waist in her arms, smooth and without fat, she screamed three times, and quickly pulled through the white futon to cover her body.

Tang Lang fell beside her, what should be seen and what should not be seen, all of them were seen just now, and for a while, there seemed to be something blocked in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound. Her eyes didn't seem to blink, staring at the beautiful girl, and she was distracted.

Immediately, Meng Que threw a stone from the left window and hit Tang Lang's bald head, knocking him back to his senses. I just wanted to curse, but I heard the man in white shouting outside the window: "What do you see? Why don't you go quickly? ”

Tang Lang realized the danger at this time, and immediately rolled on the spot, then came to the left window, and jumped out. He knew that the masked man in white was the one who rescued him just now, so he ran out, landed beside the man in white, took a breath, and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency, for rescuing you." ”

The man in white was unceremonious, and scolded as soon as he opened his mouth: "Thank you, sister, look at that girl, your fucking eyes are going to pop out, right?" ”

Tang Lang lowered his head stupidly, and suddenly, he felt that this tone was so familiar, he raised his head again, and looked at the man in white from behind, but he recognized him at a glance: "I'll wipe it, you...... You are ......"

"Shut up!" The man in white stopped him in time, pushed him body, and fell to the ground quickly.

At this time, Murong Jue came out of the house, and the power of the violent dragon blood was like a sandstorm, flying out of the room with all kinds of debris.

Meng Que hurriedly jumped away, his body spun in the air, like a super-large spinning top, brushing the ground, and as soon as those debris touched his body three inches, they were all bounced away.

Eventually, all three figures landed on the ground.

Tang Lang still had a trail of blood left on the corner of his mouth, covered his chest, retreated a few steps, shrank to the side of the white-clothed man masked Meng Que, and whispered, "You ......"

"Shut up, talk less nonsense, if you want to live, get out of here." Meng Que stopped him from speaking again and shouted loudly.

Tang Lang was not a fool, the man in white stopped him from speaking twice, and the reason for this was clear to him when he thought about it. smiled and said loudly: "Your Excellency, thank you for saving your life, take a step forward." ”

Meng Que and gorillas often accompany them, once they get along for a long time, no matter how the other party disguises and disguises, the familiar person is the familiar person, and you can see the clue at a glance. Because of this, there has been a saying since ancient times, "You turn to ashes, and I know you".

Tang Lang stood behind Meng Que just now, and he recognized him at a glance. When he first recognized his identity, he was naturally very excited, but before he had time to be happy, he was pushed down from the upstairs by Meng Que.

At this moment, he was interrupted again, and if he still couldn't wake up, he would be really stupid. Haha smiled, but also walked thoroughly, knowing that he couldn't help, staying here would only be an empty drag, so it was better to leave early.

With Meng Que's ability, it is not difficult to escape alone.

Thinking like this, just after taking a few steps, Murong Jue in the distance suddenly galloped away and grabbed Tang Lang: "Boy, don't think about leaving." ”

Tang Lang was quite far away from him, and when he heard the wind, he immediately reacted, changed his direction, slapped his ass and hurriedly flashed.

Meng Que jumped in time before Murong Jue went to the road, and sent out a sharp finger to block his way. Murong Jue knew that this kind of fingering was very strange and dangerous, so he avoided its edge and paused. turned around and shouted: "Murong Shanzhuo, what are you still doing in a daze?" I'll leave that bald head to you. ”

Murong Shanzhuo was still far away, and when he heard this, he was very worried in his heart. This is the first time that Murong Jue has taken the initiative to hand over the task to him, if it was in normal times, he would definitely carry it out regardless of it, but now, his right hand has been abolished, how can he still take that bald head?

As soon as he hesitated, he heard Murong Jue shout again: "Stop the bald head, don't let him leave." ”

Murong Shan sighed several times, although he also wanted to kill the bald head and get pregnant, but at the moment, he was powerless, and it was difficult to do whatever he could. In the blink of an eye, Huer saw the convoy on the road, one after another, and suddenly there was a few glimmers of hope in his heart, and he said: "The thirteen wastes said that more than 10,000 junior brothers were transferred, although I am injured at the moment, but with more than 10,000 junior brothers to help, it is not impossible to take down the bald head." ”

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately shook his figure, bypassed the white-clothed masked Meng Que, and chased after Tang Lang.

Murong Jue was entangled with the white-clothed masked man twice, and now that Murong Shanzhuo chased the bald Tang Lang, he also had to concentrate his free time to concentrate his efforts and deal with the white-clothed masked man single-handedly.

Before, the bald Tang Lang had a conversation with a masked man in white. Murong Jue could hear it clearly, and from the conversation, he didn't hear anything valuable, he only heard that the two people didn't seem to know each other.

It was precisely because of this that Murong Jue did not associate the white-clothed masked man with Meng Que or a gorilla, but only regarded him as a mysterious outsider.

The two fought again, pointing at each other, and each did not touch each other. The claw is strong and masculine, indomitable; The finger is strong and soft, and it is changeable.

No one dared to easily get caught in the other party's moves, because judging from the dragon blood energy diffused from both sides, there was no move that was not fatal.

Gradually, Murong Jue saw a few clues from the fingering of the white-clothed masked man, and felt that this fingering was somewhat similar to the Murong family's "Giant Spirit Divine Skill". The only difference is that one is a claw and the other is a finger.

This couldn't help but make him think that there has always been a legend in the Murong family, according to legend, thousands of years ago, there was an ancestor in the Murong clan, who was also a geek, but he could be regarded as a rare genius for a thousand years. This person has a perverse temperament, and does not like to be in the company of others, but only likes to be close to turtles. He created a set of miraculous supreme exercises, and one of his exercises is called "Thousand Mangs".

It's a pity that this ancestor's trace is erratic, and no one can know his exact address. After he died, no one knew where the body was, only a general location.

Murong Jue has been called a "once-in-a-century geek" by his family since he was a child, and when he repeatedly heard the story of this predecessor thousands of years ago, he couldn't help but be fascinated, feeling that he was very similar to him, so he had a wish since he was a child, vowing to find the relics of this senior.

Because of this, he stayed away from his family and found a cave alone. According to the ancestors of the clan, the ancestor used to spend thousands of years in that cave. It's a pity that Murong Jue lived in that cave for several years, but he never found any ancestral relics.

At this time, I saw the white-clothed masked man's fingering sharp, if everything is unstoppable, I couldn't help but think of the ancestor's "Qianmang Finger", and blurted out: "Your Excellency is good at fingering, but you don't know whether this fingering is famous or not?" ”

Meng Que pointed out endlessly, such as making the six-vein divine sword, laughed when he heard it, and said: "This fingering is called Qianmang!" ”