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Yun Bixue leaned on Xie Limo's arms, listening to Xie Limo's moving voice like a guqin, and her heart seemed to be appeased all of a sudden.

She looked up at Xie Limo's serious expression and asked, "It's really a little fierce just now, isn't it?"

Xie Limo touched Yun Bixue's hair and said softly: "Even if it is fierce, Mrs. is the loveliest in my heart." He wouldn't admit that he really admired her like a kitten just now.

She was very strong just now, which made him a little relieved, and what he hoped was that when he was not guarding her, she could always protect herself.

"Then I'll be later"

Before Yun Bixue finished speaking, she was interrupted by Xie Limo's voice: "Madame, when you should be fierce in the future, your mother is by your side, didn't you shoot several times, you can learn more from your mother." ”

Yun Bixue thought of her mother-in-law's handsomeness and domineering, and admired her heart, and she didn't wonder if she was too violent just now, "I just saw Shen Zhengyao, and I was angry, and I did it for a reason." ”

Xie Limo nodded and said, "I understand, you want to force out the dead soldiers of the Shen family, as long as the dead soldiers of the Shen family are forced out, you can really suppress the Shen family." ”

Yun Qingxue's eyes lit up and said, "Li Mo, you are really a roundworm in my stomach." ”

Xie Limo shook his head amusedly and said, "It should be that I know my wife." ”

said that after Shen Zhengyao was thrown out, he was just blocked by reporters, and a few close-ups made him on the front page of newspapers and news.

Although Shen Zhengyao was jealous and afraid of Yun Bixue after what had just happened, he really hated Yun Bixue, and he was bound to avenge this revenge.

Shen Zhengyao's eyes flashed with a vicious gaze, spat out blood, and then staggered back, just when he was thinking of a way at home, he received a call from a stranger.

"Who are you?"

"You don't care who I am, I'm the one who can help you, if you want me to help you, someone will connect with you."

Shen Zhengyao went suspiciously, and in a building, an old man wearing a hat asked him to dispatch the dead soldiers of the family.

"This can't be done, the dead of the Shen family must be the heir before they can be transferred." Whether this person is friend or foe is not yet known, so he naturally cannot reveal his bottom.

The old man laughed and said, "If I say that I am now representing the southern royal family?"

Shen Zhengyao's face changed greatly, could the king of the north Xie Nan be the same Wang family who fought against the Xie family thousands of years ago, the Xie family controls the north, and the Wang family controls the south.

Could it be that the Wang family wants to make a move against the Xie family

"You have to think about it, only our southern Wang family can deal with the Xie family, and only by defeating Xie Limo in one fell swoop, can your Shen family be saved"

The old man's persuasion made Shen Zhengyao's heart a little loose.

Seeing that the heat was almost over, the old man said: "Old Man Shen is sick in bed now, and it is not impossible for you, as his grandson, to get the family handprint and order the family to die, right?"

This sentence hit Shen Zhengyao's heartstrings all at once, and ambition swelled in his heart, and it was out of control.

And Yun Bixue and Xie Limo have always sent someone to keep an eye on Shen Zhengyao, and seeing the blurry image of the computer in their hands, Yun Bixue said: "Li Mo, although this old man is very hidden, I think this person should not be let go." ”

"Madame is very smart, although this person is a small character, but he can also ring the alarm bell, the other party can use the Shen family's dead, we can also do the opposite, and borrow the Shen family's dead soldiers to kill him." Xie Limo's voice was as indifferent as the wind, as if he was saying something that was very ordinary. 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or publisher.