"Master, did I do something wrong?" Chengfeng lowered his head, if he hadn't provoked Dongfang Yu before, this would not have happened.

Moreover, he knew that his master had wanted to make friends with the three major families for a long time, and now because of him, he felt sad.

Murong Xue said calmly: "No." They do want to be scared. ”

Chengfeng couldn't cry or laugh, I don't know if I should be sad or sorry for Dongfang Yu's family at this time, the master is controlling and suppressing the Dongfang family.

However, it should also be, who called them so arrogant, especially that Dongfang Yu. Now he was suddenly not sad again.

The guards who sent the Dongfang family away came back, clasped their fists at Murong Xue and said, "Master, they're leaving." ”

"Hmm." Murong Xue nodded and let him go down.

After staying in the Fog Palace for another half a month, I received a message and a letter.

"The Dongfang Yu family was tragically wiped out a few days ago, and no one survived." Subordinate to the report.

Murong Xue's eyelids jumped, "Oh? "This incident is unexpected," but have you found out who did it?" ”

The subordinate shook his head, "Not really." ”

Riding the wind and waves has recovered at this time, and Riding the wind analyzes rationally, "Could it be that someone wants to blame us?" ”

After all, the Dongfang family came to the Fog Palace at that time, and they also provoked the door owner, and then although the door owner did not say it explicitly, he also expressed his intention that he would not let them go.

"Check it out." There was a gust of wind, then two more gusts, and there was no one in front of the subordinate.

The subordinate sighed incomparably: "I really envy the Lord who rides the wind and waves." ”

A day later, the Oriental House.

Chengfeng, who was used to seeing blood, couldn't help but take a breath, "It's miserable." ”

There was blood all over the place, and it can be seen that those people did not see blood in their throats, these people were missing limbs and broken arms, and their heads were separated from the human body.

"Master." Breaking the waves picked up a flower made of special materials in an empty space.

Chengfeng took the flowers on the other side, looked left and right, and finally became angry and annoyed: "This is really a proper blame, even the flowers that the master is used to leaving behind after killing people are imitated so realistically!" ”

Breaking the wave corrected: "The master is not so cruel in killing. ”

Chengfeng also took a breath, this crippled corpse all over the ground is indeed not something that the master can do, unless it is someone who the master particularly hates, he will definitely give a good time.

couldn't help but scolded: "In the end, that bastard, it's better to blame the blame!" ”

"You still want them to blame?" Breaking the waves looked at him.

Chengfeng immediately corrected, "No, there is nothing to do." Am I not annoyed? Although the master said that he would not let go of the Dongfang family, but letting them go means that he will not kill them, which is not an obvious blame. ”

Breaking the waves walked to Murong Xuetian's side, "What did the master find?" ”

Murong Xuetian was carefully looking at the flowers on the other side and handed them to the broken waves.

"This flower is indeed mine." Murong Xue said.

Chengfeng was checking the corpse, and when he heard Murong Xuetian's words, he staggered and almost couldn't stand, so he hurriedly came to her side.

In the midst of the wind and grass, there seemed to be countless resentful spirits crying out for help. The dark shadow under the high wall and the rotten corners are even more sad and hateful.

"But I didn't use it, and I didn't give the order to slaughter the Dongfang family." Murong Xue said again.

The usual method used by the Blood Dragon Gate is the other side of the flower after the fact, and the other side flower used in each level and each department is a different color, material, manufacturing method, and its own mark.

Chengfeng also looked at it carefully, and exclaimed: "It's really the master's flower, difficult, is it possible that there is a ghost in our door?" Or is it the one who has the best chance of getting close and getting the flowers? ”