The guard presented the portrait in his hand respectfully.
Mu Leng raised his hand to take the portrait and spread it out carefully. In an instant, on the scroll, a stunning woman in red came into her eyes.
This woman's appearance is perfect and can be called the ultimate, even Muleng, who is a woman, was deeply attracted, and her eyes were full of surprise.
"She's the woman who bought the invitation?" Mu Leng bit his lip and said, "You go and solve the person who sells invitations first, and then tell He Cuicui, if she wants to be a master, no matter who it is Ask her, she must admit that she is the one who saved the phantom!"
Now that she can find He Cuicui's head, Wen Xunhuan will definitely find her. At that time, He Cuicui did not admit that the middleman who sold the invitations died, and no one would know that it was not her...
Anyway, the woman was always covering her face, no one could see her face clearly.
As for the temperament... it can be cultivated slowly, and I believe that with time, it will definitely be true!
"Yes, miss."
The guard retreated.
After seeing the guard leave, Mu Leng took a deep breath, and was about to put the scroll away. The door of the room was suddenly pushed open by one hand. She hurriedly hid the scroll behind her back and looked up at the person who stepped into the room. Mu Zhen.
"Master, are you looking for something to do with me?"
Mu Zhen frowned slightly: "What are you hiding behind?"
"I..." Mu Leng's eyes were a little flustered.
It's not that she doesn't believe in Mu Zhen, but that there are some things, the less people know the better.
But before she had time to put away the picture scroll, she was discovered by Mu Zhen.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Mu Zhen's eyes sank, and she passed by, and with a wave of her palm, she snatched the scroll she had hidden behind her back.
"Master!" Mu Leng was shocked, looking pale as Mu Zhen spread out the picture.
At that moment, the woman on the scroll was clearly printed in Mu Zhen's pupils, her pupils suddenly shrank, and her complexion became pale at this moment.
"Leng'er, where did you get this picture scroll?" Mu Zhen's palm trembled lightly and her lips were white. She couldn't even hold the picture scroll and almost threw it on the ground several times.
Mu Leng obviously didn't know how much Mu Zhen was irritated, but after thinking about it, she decided to take out the incident that the guard had reported to her.
"You mean, the woman on this picture scroll is the young woman?" Mu Zhen asked with light flashes in her eyes.
"Master, it's her."
"Okay, very good! Remember, don't let anyone see this picture again!"
Mu Zhen returned the portrait in her hand to Mu Leng, and she was also relieved...
That woman is dead, it is impossible to be alive! She... will never be able to enter the door of the fantasy palace!
Thinking of this, Mu Zhen was in a good mood, and her lips curled up with a smile: "Since this woman is the one who saved the phantom, then we must not let her live. After searching, I will go through the rest of the life. A perfunctory is enough. As for the magic sound, you need to rely on your own ability to fight for..."
"I see, Master."
Although Mu Leng didn't know the specific situation, she knew that no matter whether the woman was eaten by the dragon or not, she would never be alive.
"That's right..." Mu Zhen's eyes flickered, "The plan you use needs to be done according to the situation. Just the temperament is similar and useless, the most important thing is the body shape. After all... Wen Xunhuan is not a fool."