The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Raising soldiers, guards, and deceased soldiers are very money-consuming. Especially cultivating dead soldiers, it costs several times more than cultivating soldiers and guards. These black men sent by Sunan Xiang are not afraid of death. They are all deceased, and they have been successfully trained. Those deceased with good martial arts can raise these dozens of deceased to the extent they are today, and they have spent at least one million two silver ...

"Sun Nanxiang, where are you so many silver?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Su Nanxiang returned to her angrily.

Murong Xue disagreed, kicking a man in black in front of him, and said: "Although you are a wife of the Sufu, you have a special person to take care of your food, clothing and housing. You can use no more than one silver. By the way, you do n’t have the money to raise the dead ... more precisely, you did n’t raise the dead ... "

"What's your business?" Su Nanxiang interrupted her words sharply, and the sharp voice revealed the annoyance that things had been taken apart.

Murongxue's corner of the mouth bent: "This is really not my business, but your business, your parents gave you so many deceased people, let them protect your safety, you actually let them kill ... ... this is all right, they were all killed by others, how do you confess to your parents ... "

"Huh, confess what confession, they are not my parents ..." Su Nanxiang suddenly thought of something, stopped, and said to Murong Xue viciously: "Murong Xue, my thing, you don't need to worry about you ..."

These dead men were not from the Su House.

Murongxue flashed a dark awn in his cold eyes, wielding a sword to kill a man in black, and said: "I didn't worry about you, I was worried about the masters of the dead, you didn't ask him for permission. Brought the dead to kill me? If this matter is known to the owners of the dead, I am afraid you will be very bad ... "

"Murong Xue, you are wrong. The masters of the dead know that I brought them to kill you. The master is very supportive ..." Sunan Xiang said with a smile, his voice was full of unspeakable pride.

It turned out that Sunan Xiang and somebody united to kill her!

Murong Xuexue's eyes narrowed, no trace of the temptation: "That master of the dead knew me? Have hatred with me?" Otherwise, why did Sunan Xiang join forces to put her to death.

"Do you want to know?" Su Nanxiang looked at Murong Xue proudly.

"Well." Murong Xue nodded lightly.

"I wouldn't tell you, I suffocate you, let you go to the Yan Luo Temple to ask the king, ha ha ha ..." Sunan Xiang laughed arrogantly, his laughter was full of unspeakable pride.

Murong Xue: "..."

naive!

"It seems that Miss Su is so determined that she will not tell me the masters of the dead."

"Huh." Sunan Xiang nodded proudly, watching Murong Xue's eyes flashing inexplicably.

Murongxue's eyes were faint: "It doesn't matter. If you don't want to say it, don't say it. The masters of the dead haven't committed themselves in front of me. I know his identity is the best. It doesn't matter if I don't know. What I want to solve today is You Sunanxiang. "

Su Nanxiang's proud laughter came to an abrupt end, and a very bad hunch in his heart, his gaze like an arrow, shot at Murong Xue: "What do you mean?"

"I mean, I told you so much nonsense, the second behind-the-scenes master of the deceased was second, mainly to find out the exact location of your Sunanxiang ..."