Elder Shui's gaze passed through Ling Jian's pupils, and he couldn't wait to look into the room, only to see the bride dressed in red sitting on the bed, and his chaotic eyes suddenly became colorful.

"Alright, it's none of your business, go down."

Ling Jiantong nodded, glanced back at Mu Jinghong, and retreated.

The dilapidated new house is left with the ill-intentioned Elder Shui and Mu Jinghong, who is dressed as a little daughter-in-law.

Under the hijab, I could vaguely see that Elder Shui's black boots had unconsciously approached.

"The lady has been waiting for a long time, and I'm too late, official." This voice sounds a bit vicissitudes at first glance, but after thinking about it carefully, how does it feel as if there are two people talking, and the old voice is mixed with an evil timbre, is it ......

Before Mu Jinghong could figure it out, Elder Shui couldn't wait to start.

Mu Jinghong frowned, two big men holding hands like this, so close to each other, it was too disgusting, although I didn't know if Situ Qianchen's next target was Elder Shui, but Mu Jinghong was obviously impatient, because this old man went one step further, and his hand was actually on his chest!

Mediocre ......

Elder Shui felt that something was wrong, but the churning blood in his body could no longer allow him to continue to think, his vision had begun to blur, and there seemed to be a voice in his ears telling him all the time, let him hurry up and eat the bride in front of him.

His face suddenly became hideous, his mouth was wide, and the teeth on both sides began to grow and sharpen, and suddenly, his teeth touched Mu Jinghong's neck, and before he could puncture, he stopped.

Wrong.

This is not the unique smell of blood on the girl's body, is this person ......

Elder Shui's eyes were suddenly abrupt, and before he could come back to his senses, his eyes suddenly darkened, his abdomen seemed to have been hit by something, and his body was uncontrollably retreating more than a dozen steps, if he hadn't touched the edge of the brocade couch, he would probably have fallen embarrassed.

Elder Shui stabilized his body, and then raised his eyes to take a closer look, where was the delicate little lady in front of him, the red clothes were thrown on one side, and the man standing in front of him was obviously a man shaking a fan and chuckling.

"You, who are you?!" Elder Shui didn't have time to hide his true face, and asked in surprise.

Mu Jinghong walked down from the bed leisurely, looked at the monster in front of him, and said: "When I first entered this house, I felt that something was weird, it turned out that this is a good place for you to pick yin and supplement yang." ”

Elder Shui glared at Mu Jinghong, and suddenly remembered what the sect leader had instructed this morning, could he be the killer who took people's lives at night?

No matter who he is, as long as someone in this world sees his true colors, then he must die!

Elder Shui barely gave Mu Jinghong any respite, and directly waved his claws and pounced, Mu Jinghong closed the paper fan, and continued his every move without hurry, but only defended and did not attack.

The fighting in the house is getting louder and louder, but fortunately, this room is in the most remote corner of the mansion, and no matter how loud the movement here is, as long as no one passes by, they will not notice.

Ling Jiantong wandered anxiously outside the house, looking at the two entangled and fighting figures reflected in the candlelight, her heart suddenly became a mess, whether she wanted to go in to help, Mu Jinghong's own martial arts were not very good, if there was an accident, then she simply wouldn't live, but her little three-legged cat fighting kung fu didn't seem to be able to help at all in this ancient world.

Just when Ling Jiantong was entangled, suddenly, he only heard a huge roar on the roof, and then, he saw that the two figures who were originally fighting suddenly turned into three.

This figure is like a ghost, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing, Ling Jiantong frowned, wanting to get closer to see clearly, who knew that she had just moved her steps, and a touch of hot blood was all sprinkled on the window paper!

The door was broken, and two figures appeared, one black and one white.

Before Ling Jiantong could come to his senses, he saw that the house was in a mess, and there was a tusked monster lying in a pool of blood, with abrupt eyes, as if he was dead, Ling Jiantong looked carefully, isn't this Elder Shui?

In just half a pillar of incense, he was already dead, could it be that Mu Jinghong killed him? Or is it the same ......

The fight is not over yet, and the black and white figures are entangled fiercely, but neither side has made a ruthless move, but they both want to force the other party to comply.

In the chaos, Ling Jiantong suddenly saw the familiar face that could not be more familiar, he was cold and abnormal, and the sword in his hand almost did not hesitate to slash at Mu Jinghong's fan, but where was Mu Jinghong's folding fan so easy to break, but it was not long before it was easily cracked by Mu Jinghong.

The fight of ping-pong was dazzling, but all the eyes of Ling Jiantong were tightly locked by the black figure, her footsteps kept calling, and she kept moving forward, she wanted to see clearly, to see clearly whether he was an illusion or a reality.

Mu Jinghong noticed Ling Jiantong's abnormality, and in order not to hurt her, he could only push away the sword blade of the black-clothed figure with one move and retreat to Ling Jiantong's side.

The jumble of sounds stopped.

The man in black stood across from them, not moving, the blade of his sword covered with blood, dripping down into the earth.

His eyes were cold, and he looked at the girl who was approaching step by step for a moment, he saw it, and saw the tears faintly shining in her eyes, and his heart, which was as hard as iron, suddenly softened.

He could have turned away and left her alone, but he didn't know why, his legs were like they were filled with lead, and he couldn't move, so he could only let her walk in front of him.

Ling Jiantong looked up, a few days of separation, his farewell, she followed her step by step, after all, they still met.

The cool thing slowly fell down, if there was a mirror, Ling Jiantong really wanted to see what kind of expression she was at this moment, she wanted to cry and laugh, her heart couldn't wait to jump out, she almost threw herself into his arms, and the tears she couldn't bear came out in an instant: "Situ." ”

Situ Qianchen's chest was cold, without any temperature, he slowly lowered his eyes, and wanted to hold the hand of the person in his arms but couldn't lift it for a moment.

He wanted to push her away, but she cried hesitantly: "Situ, you promised me, you clearly promised me that you wouldn't come to Suicheng to take risks, why didn't you keep your promise?" ”

Situ Qianchen didn't answer her, silent, silent.

"Situ, whether you hate me or hate, I have to be with you, so I beg you, don't leave me, okay?"

Mu Jinghong stood not far away, Ling Jiantong's words clearly reached his ears, and his heart wrinkled in a thousand ways, who could refuse such a woman?

But Situ Qianchen still pushed her away, looking at her without a trace of warmth, and after a long time, he said the first thing to her coldly: "Go back." ”

Mu Jinghong was shocked and looked at Situ Qianchen in disbelief.

He still left her behind and walked straight to the room, grabbing Elder Shui's long hair with one hand, and cutting off his head with a sword with the other without mercy.

Blood flowed all over the ground, and Ling Jiantong's heart was also broken.

She had learned his coldness and his determination, but since they were together, he had never treated her with his cold side, why now, when Situ Qiannan left, even the gentle Situ Qianchen was taken away?

Mu Jinghong saw the hurt in Ling Jiantong's eyes, he couldn't get angry, stepped forward to block Situ Qianchen's way, and said bluntly: "Don't you see that she is sad, sad, and crying?" ”

Situ Qianchen looked at the angry Mu Jinghong, he saw it, but so what?

"Why don't you speak? Do you know how much trouble you have caused us by coming to Suicheng for revenge with such good intentions? If you don't obey the emperor's order, Mu Zhen is afraid that she has already returned to the court at this time and sued you in front of the emperor! Brother Qiannan is dead, do you want to pay for even the last Situ family? ”

Situ Qianchen stood there, his cold eyes looking straight at the bottom of Mu Jinghong's heart: "Don't you still understand?" My brother is gone, and the Situ family is gone. ”

"What about the eyes?!" Mu Jinghong suddenly raised his voice, he grabbed Situ Qianchen's shirt and almost gritted his teeth: "She is your woman, you don't protect her, and make her sad, you just think about revenge, have you considered her feelings?" ”

Ling Jiantong closed her eyes slightly, she didn't turn around, she didn't want to see the cold bones in Situ Qianchen's eyes anymore.

Facing Mu Jinghong's questioning, Situ Qianchen really couldn't answer, he glanced at it, and saw a torch lit not far away, presumably the people in the mansion noticed something unusual.

"Take care of her and take her back to the capital." He left this sentence, and easily flew up the eaves and disappeared into the darkness.

"Situ Qianchen!" Mu Jinghong was unwilling to chase, but he heard a muffled sound behind him, he turned around, and Ling Jiantong, who was originally good, fell to the ground at some point.

"Eyes" he shouted, and turned to help her, but unexpectedly, the Pure Yuan Sect disciples in the mansion had already arrived and surrounded them.

The swords faced each other, Mu Jinghong hugged the person in his arms tightly, the paper fan in his hand was raised, he was in a bad mood, these people actually bumped into the muzzle of his gun, then don't blame him for being polite.

The atmosphere is tense and imminent.

Suddenly, a hole opened in the disciples surrounding them, and a majestic middle-aged man walked in, his eyes were deep, he stood with his hands in his hands, and the heroic spirit between his eyebrows made him not angry and arrogant.

"Sect Master, Elder Shui has already gone, and his death is exactly the same as yesterday's Elder Jin, and his head is missing."

The man was not angry when he heard this, stretched out his hand to signal the man to stand down, and then looked at the man and woman opposite at the moment, his eyes were half narrowed, and he ordered the people beside him: "Don't move them, escort them back to the main hall first." ”