Murong Yihan gritted his teeth, but could only walk away!
Because, after all, he owes her!
Su Liniang looked at his back, curled her lips and smiled slowly, Fei Yan Wushuang.
At noon, the maid Yinger hurriedly entered Su Liniang's room and interrupted Su Liniang's nap.
"You better have something important to say, otherwise, you know." Su Liniang leaned on her side, her red lips moved slightly, very lazy.
The maid Yinger knelt on the ground with a plop, her eyes flickering, "Madam, Lord, Lord, he's gone again."
Ying'er said tremblingly, for fear that someone accidentally angered Su Liniang and suffered disaster.
Su Liniang opened her eyes, a gleam of light was fleeting, and then she closed her eyes again and waved her hand, "He left and left. Wasn't he like that time?"
Murong Yihan has been so unsatisfactory every time for so many years, and then left.
But where Murong Yihan has gone, she also knows in her heart. She has been together for decades, married and married, and is also the closest person. The only person in the world who knows him best is her.
She gently moved her slender jade finger, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly. She guessed that Murong Yihan must have hid in that other courtyard again.
Su Liniang got up, sat in front of the bronze mirror and sneered looking at herself in the bronze mirror. She was not worried at all. After so many years, didn't he come back dingy again
"Okay, I know, you go down!" Few people above the ruling and the opposition knew about her existence of Su Liniang. In everyone's vision, she had disappeared for too many years and had long been forgotten.
In the eyes of everyone, her Su Liniang was just the woman who insisted on marrying Murong Yihan at first, but was finally swept out by Murong Yihan.
But Murong Yihan has never given her. At first, people and officials still had discussions, but after Su Liniang disappeared for a long time, it was gradually forgotten that Murong Yihan still had a wife outside.
By then, Murong Yihan had just left Beiyuan when he noticed that someone was following him.
He has also been the King of Kings for so many years, and he still has this ability, and he hastily turned into the alley.
Although he has entered middle age, Murong Yihan's skill is not weak, and the few people following him are more than enough to deal with.
"How long do you plan to follow me?" Murong Yihan suddenly turned around and looked at the three people who were caught off guard not far behind him.
The three of them were only panicked for a while, and then calmed down, "Murong Yihan is really well-deserved, since you found out, please come with us."
Even if Murong Yihan found out that the three of them did not retreat, they even let Murong Yihan take the initiative to leave!
The comer is not good!
Murong Yihan squeezed his fist lightly, and quickly glanced at the three of them, "It's up to you, you can try this ability!"
How could Murong Yihan take the initiative to follow him because of a few words, and the three people on the opposite side seemed to be average, but he was a battle-tested person, so how could he be afraid of these little scorpions
The three of them all looked at each other and smiled. Although it was daytime, it made people feel cold and gloomy.
"Since you are toasting and not eating fine wine, don't blame our brother!"
The man in the middle hooked his pale thin lips, his skinny hand waved weakly, and an invisible pressure was coming!
Murong Yihan's face changed, and he looked at the three people in front of him again. These people were by no means as simple as they were on the surface.
The next moment, the man appeared behind Murong Yihan like a ghost, and Murong Yihan was not so easily attacked by a man and succeeded.
He tapped his toes and turned around. The ink radiated in the air and a scent of mint filled the air. The silver long sword around his waist was immediately unsheathed, "What is your purpose!"
"You'll know if you let us go!" The person was still reluctant, and the other two moved as well. At this time, Murong Yihan was facing the enemy.
The folds of the silver long sword shone with pale light, as dazzling as bright jade.
When entangled with the three of them, a strange fragrance filled Murong Yihan's nose, and his head became heavier and heavier. There was a problem with this fragrance!
In response, Murong Yihan immediately cut off a corner of his robe, as a mask to prevent smelling the scent.
"Tsk tusk, you found it, but it's too late. The scent will invade the body as soon as you smell it. No matter how much it is done now, it is futile!" The middle-aged man with a pale and skinny face grinned, eerie and terrible.
As the man's voice fell, Murong Yihan's consciousness gradually blurred, and he knew that what the man said was true!
There was no one around, Murong Yihan tried to stay awake, staring at a few people coldly, his face paled, and his thin pale lips pursed, "Is it in vain?"
A sneer flashed across Murong Yihan's face, and the sound from his mouth made people feel chilly. The long sword was glowing with white light, and Murong Yihan smiled coldly and stabbed his backhand with a sword in his leg.
In an instant, the white robe was stained with blood, and a drop of blood on the tip of the sword fell on the ground, looking so impenetrable.
The sudden pain made Murong Yihan sober a bit, and the eyes of the few people looked even colder.
"Murong Yihan, you are very spine, but hehe, do you think this is all right? You look down on us too much, right?"
After all, the three of them didn't have anything, so they looked at Murong Yihan in time.
bad!
Although he stabbed himself with a sword and woke up temporarily, it was only a few breathing time, and Murong Yihan's consciousness began to blur again.
This medicine is definitely not an ordinary medicine, and Murong Yihan used the tip of his sword against the ground, trying to keep himself balanced.
boom!
The white silhouette of the kite fell to the ground with a broken line, and the long sword in his hand slid off, making a crisp sound when it hit the ground.
Murong Yihan only felt the earth turned upside down for a while, and his mind was as if being stirred by something. He was extremely dizzy, and moved his thin lips slightly, "You..."
Before he finished speaking, he no longer had the strength to speak, his consciousness was completely swallowed, and he fell asleep.
"Huh, I don't know what's good or bad! Take it away!" The man gazed at Murong Yihan, who was unconscious on the ground, waved, and the remaining two came forward to help Murong Yihan, the three of them. The figure gradually disappeared in the alley.
Except for the long sword on the ground, and some blood stains, nothing else.
And here Su Liniang also felt something was wrong. It was already unitary time, and Murong Yihan hadn't returned yet, and she always felt uneasy.
Looking at the remaining flowers in the yard, Su Liniang casually folded a branch, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed, a faint fragrance lingered in her nose, "Ying'er, go and see if the master is there."
That other courtyard was a leisure place for Murong Yihan to hide, but she had already known it.