After bowing, he got up after getting Mu Xueyi's consent, and said indifferently: "Master, someone hired our people to kill the regent Mu Xueyi!" ”

This is the Evil Moon Palace, but it is better not to reveal her identity if Mu Xueyi does not agree.

"How many taels of silver?"

Mu Xueyi flipped through the account book and asked casually, unfazed.

"One hundred thousand taels of silver."

I thought she was going to ask who was behind the scenes first, but I didn't expect her to ask how many silver taels she asked.

Mu Xueyi flipped through the book's hand for a moment, and then said lightly: "It's not enough, let her add money!" ”

The Stygian Eyes gave her a strange look, but still answered, not understanding what trick she was playing.

Mu Xueyi didn't mean to explain, she didn't like to explain this thing in the first place, so she didn't say anything, just asked him to step back.

She not only wants the Evil Moon Temple to become the number one force in the rivers and lakes, but also allows it to develop in various countries.

It doesn't matter if it's ambition or not, it's important that she doesn't let it blind her.

Mu Xueyi lowered her eyebrows, her eyelashes fluttered slightly like butterfly wings, and there seemed to be thick ink under her eyes.

The night was long, and what was reflected in her eyes was endless darkness and coldness, and I don't know how long it was, the candlelight flickered, but the people had long since disappeared.

The next day, Mu Xueyi woke up and washed up and went to the front hall to eat as usual, Shui Yumo and Shui Yanyan sat in place, unlike usual, Luo Yuchen was also there, and several people sat there, slowing down, as if they were waiting for something.

Mu Xueyi stepped in, sat on the main seat, drank porridge directly, ate without saying a word, and slept without speaking.

Shui Yanyan felt that it was nothing, and was very happy to wait for her to eat together.

As for Luo Yuchen, he didn't care even more.

Although Shui Yumo is a little hungry, but wait for nothing, and this is Mu Xueyi's place, she just eats and drinks to live.

Mu Xueyi didn't care what others thought, eating her own, and was silent as usual.

After breakfast, Shui Yumo went out shopping by herself, and Mu Xueyi practiced swords in her yard, wearing a thin layer of transparent gloves on her hands, it was difficult for people to see that she was also wearing silk gloves.

Summer has passed, the autumn wind is slightly cool, but the peach blossom trees in the yard have not withered, they are very gorgeous, the white figure dances the sword in his hand, the swordsmanship is sharp, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the posture is peerless.

The dustless white clothes swung in the air in arc after arc, and the sword danced as if it were alive in her hand.

Mu Xue suddenly stopped, her cold and enchanting face was expressionless, her eyelids drooped slightly, and her eyelashes made a fan-shaped shadow, making it impossible to see the emotions under her eyes.

A flash of blood flashed in her dark eyes, and there was a force in her body that was devouring her mind, and she felt the urge to kill.

It's the Gu poison attack.

Mu Xueyi clenched the sword in her hand, and walked towards Shui Yanyan who was looking at her step by step, she lowered her head, the dark tide under her eyes was surging, and the aura around her body was cold and dark, as if she had fallen into a demon god.

There was a treacherous look in her eyes, and she suddenly raised her sword.

Shui Yanyan was startled, and when he was about to say something, he heard the man say in a cold voice: "Take it." ”

"Huh?" Shui Yanyan didn't react for a while, he only felt that the wife just now was terrible, and he thought she was going to kill him.

Mu Xueyi threw the sword to him, her eyes returned to indifference, and she took a few steps forward.