"The clouds want to wear clothes and flowers, and the Yiren come and go when they step on the clouds, and I don't know what the coming year will be?" The fingertips have been wrapped around for hundreds of years, and the numbness of the skin has lost its senses. Ning Wutong blindfolded his eyes, and an extra knife came out of thin air in his hand, and instantly moved in front of Murong Qing, and before the county lord could make a move, the handle of the knife was already across this person's neck, with a little edge, with a little disdain, and a little ruffian. Without a low voice, no dead heart, and no imaginary gentlemanly demeanor, Ning Wutong just treated himself as an assassin.

A green silk thread, a little broken string, hurt Murong Qing, her tears were in her eyes, the tears lingered in her eyes, and with some little daughter's hypocrisy, she pushed this Ning Wutong away. The action is like a weak willow supporting the wind, and when she is quiet, it is very suitable to describe Murong Qing, but this woman is really unbearable with the princess's illness. Ning Wutong didn't plan to get close to this guy at all, but if he wanted to take revenge at this time, he could only use Murong Qing's hand.

"Fang Cai has offended a lot, and I ask Lord Murong not to blame. I am Ning Wutong, a lonely person from the Demon City, and I have been used to being alone for a hundred years...."Ning Wutong withdrew the dagger, his eyes were always on the ground, and he didn't want to see Murong Qing's expression. Taking a few steps back, the afterglow fell on the little red tiger beast on the corridor, his eyes flickered, there was no gentleness, no coldness, only indifference.

I don't want to get too mixed into these right and wrong questions, Murong Wangfu is already a land of tigers and wolves, how easy is it to just want to cross this door?

Murong Qing clapped his hands, knocked the qin to the ground and stood with his hands in his hands, the corners of his mouth pulled an arc and silently shouted the name of the spirit beast, and said, "Little Red Tiger Beast, you come over and bite this man hard, this county mainly looks at who is better between the two of you." Raising soldiers for a day and using soldiers for a while, in this case, today's good show will already be decided. ”

"Woohoo! ~”

"Good spirit beast, behave well!"

A strip of cloth was ripped off of her dress, and she walked past the little red tiger beast calmly, waving her hand.

"It seems that the county lord still doesn't believe me very much, if I don't compare myself with the spirit beast, it seems that I won't be able to get such a good errand." Ning Wutong hid behind him with one hand, a trace of killing intent appeared in his eyes, and a soul power array surged out of his feet like a black vortex and gradually gained the upper hand.

The little red tiger beast was wild and untamable, especially after being kept in that forest for a few years, and his instinctive desire for blood made him hungry -

"Human, die!"

A roar mixed with the sound of wind and dust fell on the inner layers of the walls of the long corridor, between the small bridges, and the Murong Palace.

In the Kyoto Medicine Master Guild, Nan Gexiao put Beilan Laiye on the stool, exhaled silently, his lips were dry and he wanted to smash this counter a little, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a few people from the Dragon Yin Mercenary Group coming here to buy medicine, and his eyes became a lot nervous from the moment they entered the door, and it seemed that they were coming towards Beilan Laiye.

"Yo Yo Yo Isn't this Beilan Lai Ye and that little slippery head president, it is said that he just came back from the Spirit Weapon Island, and it seems that he has gained a lot."

One of the men said nonchalantly, holding the bottle of medicine with a frank expression.