"Wang!" An angry scream came into the ear through the void, and Murong Xue's bright face was so dark and terrifying that he flew into the Luoxue Pavilion.

I saw dozens of bodyguards gathered around, holding a cold, long, sharp sword, stabbing at the middlemost babe mercilessly, with blood stains on his face, head, and claws. The horizontal and vertical lines are covered with scars, the bright red blood overflows the wound, and the snow-white hair is extremely red!

Its movements slowed down obviously, but it did not have the slightest fear, dragging its tired body, shuttled back and forth in countless swords and swords, biting one after another guard who wanted to put it to death, Sen Han's eyes That decisive murderousness is like a proud Tibetan Mastiff!

The blood spilled all over the place, and it was indistinguishable whether it was a guard or a babe. The whole Luoxue Pavilion was filled with a strong bloody smell ...

"Crazy dog, I don't know whether it's life or death." Murong Jian snorted angrily, suddenly pulled out a sword around his waist, and stabbed at Babe fiercely!

Murongxue's momentum suddenly became sharper, his eyes cold, his toes a little, he rushed to Murongjian in the blink of an eye, the soft sword in his hand came out, and he cut his arm mercilessly ...

Murong Jian was frightened and quickly withdrew his hand. The soft sword wiped his arm and crossed a long, big mouth. Yin Hong's blood instantly oozed out of the wound and stained his sleeve ...

Murongxue's eyes were cold, his wrists turned, and the soft sword waved a beautiful arc in the air, bringing up a cold killing intention, and piercing Murongjian's heart ...

Murong Jian's eyes were horrified, and he stumbled back and forth: Murong Xue, didn't she go to the East Factory for a feast?How come back?

One guard after another jumped over and waved his sword to stop Murong Xue!

Murongxue's mouth curled up with a cold smile, his wrist turned, and a soft sword in his hand lightly crossed the neck of a famous guard, raising a line of red blood, splashing on the ground, bright red dazzling, thick bloody smell Spreading in the air, making people sick ...

Murong Jian woke up suddenly, looking at the bodyguard whose neck was cut off. His pupils shrank violently and shouted in horror: "Stop, stop ... stop!"

The guards took their orders, withdrew their long swords, and flew to Murong's side.

Murongxue pulled out a long sword from the heart of a bodyguard, turned around and looked at Murongjian bit by bit, the icy cold flash in the dark-eyed pupil, which saw Murongjian's apex jumped violently, and returned to normal immediately , Snarled loudly: "Murong Xue, what are you doing?"

"This sentence should be what I asked you, Master Murong. When I left the house, I took so many guards to break into the Luoxue Pavilion. I hurt the maid, mammoth, and babe here. What is your intention? "Murong Xue asked sharply, his dark eyes flashing coldly.

Murongjian's eyes flashed unnaturally: "I'm just ... but ..."

"But what is it? Coveting something of mine, and daring not to ask for anything brazenly, I used a shameless method to steal and grab it!" Murong Xue took his words coldly, his eyes and brows mockingly.

Murongjian frowned tightly, and Luoxue Pavilion was turned into a mess. The sighted people knew that they were looking for something. Murongxue could naturally guess his purpose. He could not conceal his purpose, but: "We Didn't take anything from you, Luoxuege was just a mess, no loss ... "

"Babe was hurt by you, or was he seriously injured, and the blood flow is not stop, also called no loss?" Murongxue interrupted him without any words, his dark eyes flashed coldly.

Murong Jian's sharp eyes swept over the bloody babe, and his eyes were disapproving: "It's just a beast ..."

"In my opinion, you are not as good as a beast ..."

"Shut up!" Murong Jian interrupted Murong Xue's words sharply, and sharp eyes burst into coldness: "Murong Xue, I'm your second uncle, how can you talk to me like this?"

"I was a mess that turned your Luoxue Pavilion, but I didn't kill you alone, the dog was just seriously injured, and I was still angry, and you, stabbed me, and killed. I have so many guards, what do you want? "

"This is what you asked for. If you didn't break into the Luoxue Pavilion, how could you be seriously injured? How could you lose your life?" Murongxue returned to him unkindly.

"You ..." Murong Jian pointed to Murong Xue, unable to speak.

"Get out of Zhenguohou Mansion, never take any further steps!" Murong Xue looked at Murong Jian coldly, and made a polite order: she would never allow the same thing to happen a second time.

Murongjian Qingjun's face was almost black and was about to drip ink: "Zhen Guohou Mansion is also my home. Why should I get out?"

"Because the current Zhenguo of Zhenguhou is Murongye, not Murongjian, according to the Law of Qingyan, when my brother inherits the position of Zhenguohou, you should get out!" Murongxue looked at him coldly. , Every word.

"You ..." Murong Jianqi choked, a piece of handsome red, white for a while, instantly changed dozens of colors, the hand under the sleeve was tightly held, yes, became a country, not only status, status The symbol is still the owner of this house, Murong Xue dare to drive him, that is, relying on Murong Ye is Zhen Guohou, and he is just the 'second uncle' who lives in the town Guohou!He will not send others under the fence, he will become the master of this house!

"This is my father's home, and my mother is still alive. How can I go?" He wanted to stay in Zhenguohou's house, calculate Murongye, snatch the position of Zhenguohou, and left here to do things inconveniently Now!

Looking at his decisive eyes, Murong Xue's eyes flashed a sneer: "You can take your mother and leave Hou Mansion together."

Murong Jian's sharp eye was like an arrow, and he shot at Murong Xue: "My mother is married to Zhenguo's mansion and is the old lady of Hou mansion. A hundred years ago, she was eligible to live in the mansion, even if your brother was Zhenguo And have no right to drive her away! "

Murong Xue laughed, coldly, she knew that Murong Jian would stay here deliberately, the sounding reasons are all thought out!She can do what he wants, but: "It's okay to stay. You can get as many swords as Babe has suffered!"

At the moment when the words fell, Murongxue's wrist was turned, and the sharp sword brought a burst of cold and cold awns. Shallow scars, fast speed makes people too late to respond ...

The hot pain came from the chest. Murongjian looked down bit by bit, and saw that the red blood oozed out of the wound, dyeing the red shirt, and his angry roar spread through the clouds, resounding through the clouds: "Murong Xue ..."