Chapter 145: The Night is Dark, the Wind is High, and the Night of Murder

Murong Yunshao took a deep breath to suppress this sudden loss, and replied in a low voice: "Don't forget, I used to do things for the Weng family. Qingfeng Pavilion is the biggest chess piece in Weng Zhan's hand! ”

"No wonder Master said that my mirror spirit root is hidden in Qingfeng Pavilion." Bei Qingyan gritted his teeth, lowered his voice and said hatefully: "It turns out that my mirror spirit root was dug up by Weng Guifei!" ”

"Don't be angry. It's dangerous here, let's get out of here. Murong Yunshao glanced around guardedly, and then wanted to take her hand.

But as soon as his fingertips touched her skin, she jerked back, and anger appeared on her little face.

Murong Yunshao was so embarrassed that he withdrew his hand and raised his hand to protect her behind him: "You are behind me, maybe there will be a hidden weapon in front of you." ”

"You go first, I'll wait for my master!" Bei Qingyan waved at him, and simply sat on the ground, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

Murong Yun rarely saw her like this, and her heart was more angry for no reason: "Senior Ye is a strong man, he will be fine." But you are different, this is the territory of the Weng family, and they kill you like stepping on an ant. ”

"You're an ant!" Bei Qingyan fought back on the spot, and waved his hand at him without being moved at all: "You go, I told him that I would meet here, if he can't find me, I'll be in a hurry." ”

Murong Yun twitched his lips less, and had no choice but to hold his forehead: "Why do you look like a child?" ”

"Ahh Help me! Help me! Let go of Ben Gongzi! Let go! Let go! Hua Ruoqing's voice actually came from their ears.

"Why is she here?" Bei Qingyan's ears pricked up, and he listened carefully to the voice, he should be not far away. She slid to her feet, ready to follow the sound to save him.

"Are you crazy? There's a good chance they're using her to lure you there. Murong Yun grabbed her sleeve stiffly.

"That's right!" Bei Qingyan glanced up at the sky, winked at him again, hooked his lips and smiled: "The night is dark and the wind is high......"

Murong Yun pursed his lips less: "Murder night? ”

In the time of half a pillar of incense, the two had already found Hua Qingruo, who was imprisoned in an iron cage.

The iron cage is located in the garden, surrounded by colorful flowers, like a sea of flowers. Illuminated by the moonlight, the petals emit a color like floating satin brocade.

If you look closely, there are many iron cages, scattered in the sea of flowers like bird cages, and there are many unkempt prisoners in the cages. Bei Qingyan couldn't see who they were, but he knew that they must be enemies of the Weng family when he guessed it.

"Miss Hua, if you want to blame your father! It was he who checked the accounts of our Weng family behind his back, and it was he who proposed that you marry that little bastard! In that case, Ben Gongzi can only kill you to vent his anger? ”

Bei Qingyan held his breath and listened, isn't this hoarse voice Weng Jin? As far as she knew, Weng Jin had been released from prison half a month ago. After all, he is the eldest grandson of Weng Zhan! However, he was crippled and could only stand on crutches.

"Whew!" Hua Ruoqing quenched a mouthful of phlegm at him, and said angrily: "Although the prince looks like a rabbit master, your Weng family can't even compare to a finger in front of him!" ”

Weng Jin raised his hand to wipe the saliva from his cheeks, a fierce line crossed his eyes, and he hit the ground heavily with his crutches: "Someone!" Put! ”

"Bang la la la!"

The petals flying in the sky rushed towards the iron cage next to Hua Qingruo, where an old man with white hair was imprisoned. In the blink of an eye, all these petals burrowed into his body.