It took about a quarter of an hour for Jun Moliu to come back to his senses. Seeing Yan Wanqiu's sad face and not knowing what he was thinking, he felt a little more relaxed, no matter what those people were, he always had a partner by his side who could deliver his life!

"Jun Xiaoliu, this son wants to tell you something, you must be mentally prepared! Don't seek death at every turn, there is no hurdle that a manly man can't pass," Yan Wanqiu came back to his senses, and saw that Jun Moliu was in a daze, and said with an admonishing face, but he didn't comfort people, and he didn't find that those words came out of his mouth, they all changed their taste, and they were verbose. "What's that, if you want to cry, my son can still reluctantly lend you a handkerchief today, you must not seek death, it's not worth it......"

Jun Moliu listened to Yan Bangqiu say a lot, not a word was the point, quite helpless, he rubbed his forehead, sobered up, and interrupted Yan Bangqiu's words.

Yan Bangqiu saw that Jun Moliu's face was fine, so he repeated what he had just seen word for word, and did not forget to observe Jun Moliu's face as he spoke, ready to stop his mouth as long as Jun Moliu's face changed.

Hearing the news that Mu Hongqing was not dead, Jun Moliu had a feeling that this was indeed the case.

In fact, he didn't find anything, when he broke the corpse's hand that day, he found that the hands were too rough compared to Hongqing, as a delicate and frail eldest lady who couldn't practice martial arts, how could there be such a rough hand?

And the blood stains are only on the bed, even if they don't splash too far, there will always be a few drops of blood on the ground, that room is too clean, it is not the first death scene at all! The body should have died before reaching the room, and then it was placed on the bed.

As for the fatality from the collarbone, it is to cover up the human skin mask! Because no matter how delicate the human skin mask is, it will be different from the human skin at the interface, and if the interface is at the collarbone, everything can be explained.

Today, Jun Moliu has found out that this is a shocking conspiracy, although it is now aimed at Junfu, but in fact, Junfu and Mujiazhuang are just a small chess piece, the real main messenger is hiding too deeply, and he is now glad that Hongqing was lucky to avoid it from the beginning. Otherwise, what he saw that day would really be her corpse. It doesn't matter if that man can protect Hongqing, he can rest assured.

As for Mujiazhuang, the Tao is not the same, and those friendships have also dispersed with the wind.

Mu Jue, a mysterious man, is an enemy from today onwards.

He still has to investigate, he wants to clear the charge of himself and his friends, and he also wants to protect the Jun family! He is a member of the Jun family, and the people of the Jun family have always been gentlemen worthy of the sword!

A gentleman is courteous, righteous and honest! A gentleman knows how to defend his family and country! A gentleman would rather die than die!

"Dayan, don't get involved in this matter. Jun Moliu thought about it for a while and made up his mind, but he didn't want to bother his friends.

"Jun Xiaoliu, don't you regard this son as a friend?!" Yan Wanqiu raised his sword eyebrows high, and the fire in his eyes loomed.

"Jun can't implicate his friends, if he dies this time, Jun will choose it himself, but the affairs of the Jun family can't implicate you. Jun Moliu frowned, his eyes were firm, he also knew that he had failed Yan Bangqiu's brotherhood, but if this matter was involved again, he would never be able to get out again, and he could only be tied to the Jun family.

"Jun Moliu, you dare to say one more word, I, Yan Bangqiu, will break off with you today!" Yan Bangqiu finally couldn't help but get angry, and released this sentence in a cold tone, looking at Jun Moliu with a pair of phoenix eyes full of gloom.

"......" Listening to Yan Bangqiu's rare serious call by his name, Jun Moliu also knew that he was angry, looking at Yan Bangqiu's angry expression, Jun Moliu was silent. Yan Bangqiu is his brother, those feelings are not fake, he can't break off with him, if he breaks off the relationship just to not involve him, he would rather live and die together, so as not to have any regrets in the future.

"Hmph!" Yan Bangqiu saw that Jun Moliu didn't speak again, and his heart was relieved, after walking together for so long, he could naturally guess that he didn't plan to drive him away anymore.

"Good brother!" Jun Moliu was a little moved, stretched out his hand to palm him, and Yan Wanqiu slapped it tacitly.

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Outside Mingbai City, the east and west directions are full of fire, and they are Junfu and Mujiazhuang.

As soon as you get close to the monarch's mansion, you can smell the strong smell of blood, in the sea of fire, corpses are everywhere, blood flows like a river, and the firelight reflects dozens of black-clothed people in front of the gate of the monarch's mansion, holding blood-stained swords and big swords, just like the hell Shura is in the world.

The same scene is also in Mujiazhuang in another place. It's just that there is an extra man in a cloak standing in front of the door.

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Early the next morning, the two packed up their things and left Anchen Temple, knowing everything they wanted to know, and if they stayed, it would be worth the loss if they were discovered. Next, he was going to Beijing to see what was going on inside.

Who knew that before he could leave, he heard that Junfu and Mujiazhuang were destroyed last night!

Jun Moliu froze, his expression was blank, his eyes were hollow, his heart seemed to be strangled by something, he was in pain, and he was in tears.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place.