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Murong Yan was stunned: "How do you know?" She didn't say anything.

"I like to frown when I have a headache, and this is what you used to look like when you had a headache, and I have long remembered it." Bai Mosi smiled cleanly, and he stood there in a white cloak like a clean poplar: "Come here, sit down, I'll rub it for you." ”

While speaking, Bai Mosi pressed Murong Yan under his seat: "Don't be nervous Murong Temple, if you fall, then what should we do in Dali Temple." ”

His rough fingertips covered Murong Yan's temples and kneaded them gently, with just the right amount of strength, and slowly, the headache dissipated a lot: "How is it?" Does it still hurt? ”

"It's much better, it's not so uncomfortable, I'm dizzy, and I don't know why, it's very uncomfortable tonight." Murong Yan closed her eyes and said absentmindedly.

"Don't think too much, you're working too hard, this time take advantage of the Chinese New Year to rest and rest." Bai Mosi's concerned admonition.

"Yes." Murong Yan responded.

Just in time.

Dali Temple suddenly sounded a burst of footsteps, the halo of the lantern became brighter and brighter, and the next moment there was a hurried knock: "Murong Siqing, it's not good, something happened." ”

Hearing this, Murong Yan suddenly opened her eyes, got up, pushed open the door, and did it in one go, she looked at the people outside the door and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The man panted and said, "Back to Murong Siqing, two people died in the courtyard in the north of the city, an adult and a child. ”

Hearing this, Murong Yan looked at the man in shock and pinched the man's shoulder: "Yes...... Where is the quadrangle? ”

"North of the city." That's humane.

With a 'boom', there was thunder and lightning splitting in Murong Yan's brain, she was almost fainting, and a bad premonition was spreading in her heart.

She ran out frantically, got on a fierce horse, and hurried to the courtyard in the north of the city.

The gate of the courtyard in the north of the city has been surrounded by people, and there are many people who watch the excitement, as well as people from Dali Temple, and people from the government.

"Mrs. Nie." Murong Yan shouted, rushed in, stepping on the snow all over the ground, the residual smell of blood in the air made Murong Yan's heart suffocate, she looked at the two people in front of her who fell in a pool of blood, she threw herself at the little boy, and held the little boy who was frozen and stiff in her arms, her eyes were red, tears came out of her eyes, her lips trembled, and she couldn't say a word.

Why is this happening!

Who did such a ruthless move!

Bai Mosi came immediately, he also knew this family, Nie Shaoqing and Bai Shaoqing used to be Murong Yan's right-hand men, so he knew the ins and outs of the matter better than anyone else.

He looked at the scene in front of him in shock and heartache.

Murong Yan tried her best to protect their mother and son, but she didn't want to be killed.

Bai Mosi's steps were a little staggering, he stepped on the snow step by step, looking at the pile of snowmen, his breath was suffocated, and he couldn't help but think of the other day, the little boy told him that he was going to build a snowman for Sister Murong as a New Year's gift.

"Murong Siqing ......" No matter how strong he is, he will be sad when he sees this scene, Bai Mosi don't look around, he can't bear to look at the little boy's fear and despair before he dies.

Murong Yan closed her eyes sadly, a line of tears flowed down, her lips trembled, and her upper and lower teeth were trembling: "Check!" Be sure to find out who killed them! ”

She must avenge their mother and son!