I saw a person standing in the courtyard at some point, and that person was covered from head to toe with a black robe.

Mo Ziqian squinted his eyes slightly, looked at the person in front of him, inexplicably felt that he was very dangerous, and said: "Who are you?" ”

Nangong Lie was already angry, and this anger happened to be because of the man in white in front of him, so after hearing his words, the whole aura was full of anger.

There was no wind at night, and his black robe made a hula sound.

The cold breath and ruthless murderous aura surrounded Mo Ziqian's body.

Mo Ziqian didn't know martial arts, so he had to face this powerful murderous aura, and his face was slightly pale.

"Young Master......"

"Mo Gongzi ......"

At this time, Zhou Yi and Xi'er came over one after another, but before they could get close to Mo Ziqian, they were shocked by this powerful aura.

"Who are you?" Mo Ziqian covered the position of his heart and asked in a cold voice.

Nangong Lie looked at him, constantly recalling in his mind what happened at the dinner table during lunch.

As long as he thought of Gu Qianli's smile at him, there was a fire of anger burning in his chest.

"You don't deserve to know the identity of this seat."

Mo Ziqian: "......"

"But this seat can be very kind, and make you less miserable." In the wide black sleeves, a slender palm stretched out.

The palm of the palm is white and the internal force is rotating, and this full palm is splitting over, not to mention people who don't know martial arts, even if they are people who know martial arts, I'm afraid that they will not die and be injured.

Mo Ziqian didn't know who the person in front of him was, but he could accurately feel this person's strong killing intent towards him.

But he didn't know this person at all, so where did this person's murderous aura come from?

Something flashed through his head, and soon, he didn't catch it.

In normal times, he can still use poison to resist, but in the face of a powerful opponent, he can't do anything.

"Stop."

A white figure quickly rushed out and blocked in front of Mo Ziqian.

The internal force of Nangong Lie's palm had been fully exerted, but after seeing what Gu Qianli had done, he was angry and had to put away some of it, and vented the rest on the house on the side.

Rumble!

Suddenly, heaven and earth were stunned.

After the dust fell, it was the collapse of a house.

Such a palm, if it is not already put away, if all of it is hit on one person's body, the consequences are unimaginable.

Mo Ziqian looked at the collapsed house, thinking that if this palm was slashed at him just now, he was afraid that he would be crushed, right?

Gu Qianli only looked at the power of that palm, but he didn't notice Nangong Lie's vomiting of blood caused by the internal force he had put away.

Retracting his eyes, Gu Qianli looked at the black-robed man: "Landlord, what do you mean by this?" ”

Why are the people who want to kill her as soon as they appear.

And now not only the people who killed her, but also destroyed the house of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

When Gu Qianli looked over, Nangong Lie had already wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, he covered it well, and stood there, blending in with the night.

A deep voice overflowed his thin lips, and he pointed at the man in white: "Who is he?" ”

If he didn't ask it during the day, he had to ask it now, and it was undeniable that he knew that he minded the man in white very much.

Gu Qianli was also angry today, and now he heard the landlord's natural question, and frowned: "Landlord, I don't think that my affairs need to be reported to you in everything." ”