"Familiar? Where are you familiar?" Murong Ye didn't realize it for a moment.
Murong Xue glared at him angrily and said, "His martial arts moves are familiar with lightness kung fu." They just met an hour ago with such martial arts moves and lightness kung fu...
Murong Ye's eyes froze: "You mean the black-clothed assassin!" After receiving an affirmative answer, he raised his eyes to look at Wang En, and saw Wang En shuttle back and forth among the black-clothed guards. The guards in clothes didn't even have time to react, the fierce move of the instant enemy was indeed exactly the same as the black-clothed assassin he defeated...
Hehe, the black-clothed assassin hiding in Wang's mansion, he had guessed that he was the guard in Wang's mansion, he also guessed that he was a servant in Wang's mansion, and even guessed that he was the servant of the rough envoy in Wang's mansion, But he never thought that the black-clothed assassin's accomplice would be Wang En.
This weak man from the fifth grade knows the state, is an official of the imperial court, is also a dead man trained by someone, and is an accomplice of the assassin who secretly shot her and Shaochen's darts...
The token of Wang's mansion held by the black-clothed assassin is enough to show that even if Wang En didn't take part in shooting her and Shaochen's darts secretly, he knew about it...
A sharp and cold light flashed in Murong Xue's cold and beautiful eyes, and she said to Murong Ye: "Go down and beat Wang En up."
"Beat... beat up..." Murong Ye looked at Murong Xue in surprise, seriously suspecting that he had heard it wrong.
"You heard right, I just want you to go down and beat Wang En." Murong Xue said, took out a black scarf and covered Murong Ye's face, and pushed him down: "Don't dawdle, Get down quickly."
Murong Ye asked puzzledly in the wind: "Sister, why are you beating Wang En up?"
"Collect interest." Murong Xue said quietly, her dark eyes were bottomless.
Charge interest? What interest
Murong Ye flew in front of Wang En full of bewilderment, and slapped him with a wave of his palm.
The palm was as deep as the sea and as fast as the wind, which surprised Wang En for a moment, then he let go of the guards in black and focused on fighting Murong Ye.
After being taught by a famous general, Murong Ye, who was baptized on the battlefield, has greatly improved his martial arts and lightness skills. Wang En's impressive martial arts and lightness skills are always a step behind him, and he was pressed and beaten by Murong Ye. Come…
When Murong Ye was tired from the beating and stopped, Wang En's body was covered with bruises, and there was not much good skin left. His face was swollen into a pig's head from the beating, and he couldn't see his original appearance at all.
Enduring the pain, Wang En looked at Murong Ye warily, and said, "Who are you?"
"No comment." Murong Ye said lightly.
But Wang En gritted his teeth and said, "Why did you kill me?"
"I didn't intend to kill you, I just came to beat you up." Murong Ye shrugged, looking innocent.
Wang Enqi almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and came to beat him up, and paid it back: "Why beat me?"
"Because I don't like you." Murong Ye said lightly, but Wang En's chest was full of anger: because I didn't like him, so I wanted to beat him.
"That's right." Murong Ye nodded arrogantly, his appearance was as dandy as he wanted.
Wang En was so angry that his chest hurt, and he said angrily, "Why are you?" Why did you find him disliked, so you wanted to beat him up.
"As long as I like, as long as my fist is big." Murong Ye shook his fist provocatively.
"You..." Wang En pointed at him, speechless angrily.