[Comprehensive main sword three] Where is the master of Shaogu?

Mu Xuanying frowned.

The next moment, You Chuhong appeared at the door, raised her foot and kicked the door away.The kicked door panel rolled and hit the wall fiercely, and the splashed wood chips were even deeply embedded in the wall.

You Chuhong's voice was shrill and full of anger, and she said, "Who is your Excellency? Even if there is a gap with my Great Sui imperial family, why did you do such a cruel thing to a half-grown child?!"

Behind You Chuhong, under the flickering candlelight, was the pale face and dazed eyes of the commander of the guards.

He was looking at the only table on display in the room.

On the high-quality pineapple table, a boy in brocade clothes was lying on the top with his face sideways, and the exposed half of his face was extremely fair and delicate.

Although he was cruel enough to use himself as a bait, King Zhao was a child after all, and he was terrified by news of the death of royal families in recent days. Up to this hour, he was still dressed neatly, and he did not forget to hold the imperial bestowed sword in his arms, making his heart feel at ease.

However, he is still dead.

The wide-open eyes were full of fear, and the delicate little face was soaked in blood. The blood trickled down the table legs, and a pool of blood swam out on the ground.

The guard sent by the emperor knelt on the ground, his face was flushed by You Chuhong's violent internal force, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, obviously hurting his internal organs.But You Chuhong didn't show any restraint.

The eyes that were drooping in the past were now full of anger, and they walked around angrily.As the current mother of the Dugu Clan and the number one master of the Dugu Clan, the royal family also respects her three points. Even when meeting Zhu Yuyan and other characters, she is fearless.

With such a status, the mere King Zhao is naturally not qualified to ask her to be his bodyguard.It's just that the emperor ordered her to "invite" her to act, at least to give the emperor some face, so she reluctantly appeared here.

But what You Chuhong never imagined in her dreams was that someone took Zhao Wang's life under her nose.

This is simply trampling on her first life's fame, no matter how much she despised this task before she came here, now that she is old, she feels her face is hot, and she has no face to face the emperor!

You Chuhong's body overflowed with murderous aura, and her eyes revealed a fierce look.

Mu Xuanying looked past You Chuhong and into the room.

On the window lattice, the inconspicuous wind fluttered the butterfly's wings, flew into the room, folded its wings, and landed on the dead boy's back.

At that place, the blood splashed a large swath of red, which was shocking.

Mu Xuanying stared blankly at the butterfly that landed on the dead boy, her lips trembled, her face was blank.

At that moment, the aura that had been restrained without any flaws produced fluctuations at that moment.

You Chuhong's gaze sharpened, and he suddenly looked at Mu Xuanying's hiding place, and his whole body rushed towards Mu Xuanying like an arrow flying from the string.

Mu Xuanying's eyes were dead silent, his eyeballs seemed to be frozen, seeing the strong wind almost blowing in front of his eyes, he just looked at You Chuhong who was full of anger, but he seemed unable to react and did not move.

"Come on!"

Just when the bamboo-jointed jade staff in You Chuhong's hand was about to greet Mu Xuanying, a blue-white figure flashed past, and wrapped around You Chuhong's bamboo-jointed jade staff with a flick of the dust.

The silk thread, as white as snow, contained inner strength, met You Chuhong's stick directly, and ruthlessly pulled into the jade stick, a chill rushed towards You Chuhong along the entangled silk thread.However, while breathing, the corners of You Chuhong's eyes and brows were covered with fine frost, and the breath she exhaled was chilly.

"Extreme cold internal strength?" You Chuhong frowned, and picked up the jade stick in her palm, which was used as a stabbing and picking gesture like a long sword. It was the cloak You Chuhong created when she abandoned the sword and used the staff when she was 60 years old. Staff method.

At this moment, You Chuhong's pale, wrinkled face is glowing pink like a young woman's, which is a sign that she has pushed her internal energy to the extreme - You Chuhong is not young anymore, although she is at the master level But her internal strength is not like that of Zhu Yuyan and the others, the more they practice, the more refined they become, and even now they have broken through to the Grand Master.You Chuhong's strength has not only started to decline, she almost lost her temper decades ago, and even left behind the trouble of asthma. Now it is not risky to go all out.

But You Chuhong couldn't care so much, King Zhao had already died under her nose, if she couldn't catch the murderer, what face would she have to gain a foothold in the Jianghu from now on!

Mu Xuanying stood silently in the dark, looking at Mo Yu who was fighting with You Chuhong.At this moment, Mo Yu was wearing a blue and white Taoist robe, with long silver hair, and a ghostly face covering his face, so there was no sign of Mo Yu at all.But Mu Xuanying knew that this person was his elder brother Mo Yu.

No matter what he has become, he will always recognize it.

Mu Xuanying pursed her lips, and looked at Feng Yindie, who had been reduced to ashes and landed on the young King Zhao at this moment, but couldn't tell what she was feeling in her heart.He just felt that something was tearing at his heart forcefully, and the pain made him almost unable to breathe.

The arm was suddenly pulled, and Mu Xuanying raised her head in a daze. What she saw was a creepy and terrifying ghost face, but her heart was strangely calm.

Looking back at You Chuhong who was clutching her chest and breathing hard, Mu Xuanying let herself leave with the force of the pull on her arm.The guards of King Zhao's Mansion had been suppressed by You Chuhong's aura and suffered some internal injuries, coupled with their meager cultivation, they chased them out of the mansion without even seeing their shadows.

The leader of the guards glanced at You Chuhong who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, adjusted his breath, gritted his teeth, and said in a hateful voice, "Pursue! This villain murdered the royal family, and his crime cannot be punished. He has to dig three feet to arrest him!"

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.The guards of the imperial city, whose lives were in danger due to the death of King Zhao, began to track down the criminals. In the middle of the night, Daxing City was brightly lit, and the guards began martial law, and no one was allowed to leave the city without permission.

But no one could have imagined that the criminal they wanted was not in Daxing City at all at the moment.

In the guild territory, the guild iron guards who were in charge of patrolling bowed their hands and saluted when they saw Mo Yu and the other two.

Mu Xuanying's wrist was firmly clasped by Mo Yu's hand. Even though Mo Yu consciously didn't use too much force, Mu Xuanying's wrist still left red fingerprints.But Mu Xuanying didn't seem to feel any pain, she was dragged forward by Mo Yu silently, like a marionette, with a blank expression on her face.

Mo Yu never looked back, nor did he take off the ghost mask on his face.

Mo Yu dragged Mu Xuanying all the way to the bedroom without saying a word, and raised her hand to remove Mu Xuanying's coat and boots.The person was pressed on the bed, some stiff fingers pulled the quilt and covered Mu Xuanying's body.

"...It's getting late at night, Mao Mao..." Mo Yu wanted to tell Mu Xuanying to go to sleep quickly, but the voice that came out was hoarse and harsh.Mo Yu was stunned, and didn't continue to speak, but the hand that was only holding the quilt became more and more forceful.

"...have a good rest..." Mo Yu murmured after being stunned for a while.

Mu Xuanying raised her hand and grabbed the corner of Mo Yu's clothes. Those eyes were always clear and bright in the past, even if she was sick, she couldn't take away a trace of clarity, but now she looked at Mo Yu quietly with gloomy and silent eyes, with the corners of her mouth twitching. After talking, the forced smile was uglier than crying.

Under the mask, Mo Yu's gaze seemed to have been scalded by something, and he subconsciously looked away, not daring to look at Mu Xuanying at this moment.

Under the flickering candlelight, Mu Xuanying's handsome face looked increasingly haggard.He had a calm expression on his face, but the fingers holding the corner of Mo Yuyi became more and more forceful, until the knuckles of his fingers turned white, trembling slightly without knowing it.

In the extremely quiet room, it was Mu Xuanying's voice that seemed to be blown to pieces by a gust of wind: "...Brother Yu, what is going on with all this...Can you tell Maomao?"

Mo Yu didn't speak.

Mu Xuanying lifted the quilt and knelt on the bed, her long hair was loose, and her body in white underwear looked thinner and thinner.The corners of her pale lips pursed slightly, and Mu Xuanying raised her hand, groping for the lock on the side of Mo Yu's face, and slowly removed the ghost mask from Mo Yu's face.

Under the mask was Mo Yu's pale and beautiful face.Cold fingers gently stroked the corners of Mo Yu's browbones and lips. Mu Xuanying's eyes contained something that was on the verge of breaking, but his voice was still calm, and what he said was almost sighing, "Brother Yu, tell me ...No matter what you say, I will believe you."

Mo Yu's eyes fell on Mu Xuanying's face, looking at his pale expression, he seemed to be talking to himself, "Do you believe anything I say?"

"I believe it." Mu Xuanying leaned over and pressed his forehead against Mo Yu's shoulder blades. Even though he tried his best to conceal it, his voice was still trembling slightly, "Brother Xiaoyu won't lie to me, won't..."

Mo Yu slowly closed his eyes.

After a long while, Mo Yu opened his mouth, and the words he spit out were cold and indifferent, and said: "I killed King Zhao. Those Yang family members who died in the past half month, some were done by me, and some died because of me. There is no reason. , just because they are not pleasing to the eye, if you kill them, you will kill them."

The reason why they approached Yu Wenhuaji was that apart from making the bastard who attacked his family Mao Mao fall to his death when he climbed to the highest point, he probably did not intend to push all the murders on him alone.However, at the end of the day, Mo Yu was still unwilling to lie to Mu Xuanying.

Mu Xuanying's body didn't move, but she raised her hand and pulled Mo Yu's hair forcefully.His voice was muffled, and he said, "It's agreed that you won't lie to me."

Mo Yu sneered, and said, "I killed their whole family because they didn't like it. This is the most common reason in the Valley of the Evil. Is it because of my reputation as a 'little lunatic'?" There was also a hint of cruelty in the middle, "I know how the Haoqi League treats me. I am nothing more than a lunatic in the Valley of the Wicked, and Shura who crawled out of hell. They are right. It was indeed red with the blood on my hands."

Mu Xuanying raised her head, looked at Mo Yu whose facial features were extremely cold at the moment, shook her head lightly, and said firmly, "Brother Xiao Yu is not that kind of person, I know..." There was a certain kind of embarrassment in his tone. Meaning of a sigh, "Know it all along."

A long time ago, when his uncle knew about the relationship between him and brother Mo Yu, his uncle kept admonishing him that Mo Yu had changed, and he was by no means the brother and relative he used to trust his back with confidence.