"Woof!" An angry scream passed through the void and reached her ears, and Murong Xueming's pretty face instantly became dark and terrifying, and she flew into Luoxue Pavilion.
Dozens of guards gathered around, holding a sharp long sword that flickered with cold light, stabbing mercilessly at Beibei in the middle. Beibei's face, head, and paws were all covered with blood, A horizontal line and a vertical line were covered with scars, and bright red blood overflowed the wound, dyeing the snow-white hair extra red!
Its movements obviously slowed down, but it didn't show the slightest fear. It dragged its tired body and shuttled back and forth among countless swords, lights and swords, biting guards one after another who wanted to put it to death. The cold eyes , that resolute murderous look, just like a proud Tibetan mastiff!
Blood was spilled all over the floor, and it was hard to tell whether it was the guard's or Beibei's. The entire Luoxue Pavilion was filled with a strong smell of blood...
"Crazy dog, you don't know how to live or die." Murong Jian yelled angrily, pulled out the sword from his waist, and stabbed viciously at Beibei!
The aura around Murong Xue suddenly became fierce, her eyes turned cold, her toes pointed, and she rushed in front of Murong Jian in the blink of an eye, and the soft sword in her hand came out with all its force, slashing at his arm mercilessly...
Murong Jian was shocked, and quickly withdrew his hand. The soft sword brushed across his arm, making a long and wide gash. The bright red blood seeped out of the wound in an instant, staining his sleeves red...
Murong Xue's gaze was cold, and with a flick of her wrist, the soft sword swung a graceful arc in the air, bringing out a burst of cold killing intent, and stabbing straight at Murong Jian's heart...
Murong Jian's eyes were full of horror, and he stumbled back again and again: Murong Xue, didn't she go to Dongchang to attend the banquet? How did you come back
One guard after another jumped over, brandishing their swords to stop Murong Xue!
The corner of Murong Xue's mouth curved into a icy smile, and with a flick of her wrist, the soft sword in her hand lightly slashed across the neck of a famous guard, raising streaks of bloody red blood, splashing lightly on the ground, bright red and glaring, with a strong smell of blood Spreading in the air, smoky and nauseating...
Murong Jian woke up suddenly, looked at the guard whose neck had been cut off, his pupils shrank violently, and shouted in surprise: "Stop, stop...quickly stop..."
The guards took orders, retracted their long swords, and jumped to Murong Fitness's side.
Murong Xue pulled out the long sword from a guard's heart, and turned to look at Murong Jian bit by bit, the icy cold light flickering in her pitch-black eyes made Murong Jian's heart thump violently, and then returned to normal in an instant , shouted angrily: "Murong Xue, what are you doing?"
"This sentence should be me asking you, Master Murong, you took advantage of me to leave the mansion, brought so many guards, broke into Luoxue Pavilion without authorization, injured the maids, mothers, and beibei here, and turned this place into a mess. What do you want?" Murong Xue asked sharply, a cold light flashed in her pitch-black eyes.
Murong Jian's eyes flickered unnaturally: "I'm just... just..."
"But what is it? I coveted something from me, and I didn't dare to ask for it blatantly, so I used a shameless method to steal it, to grab it!" Murong Xue coldly took his words, her eyes and brows were full of ridicule.
Murong Jian frowned tightly. The Luoxue Pavilion was turned into a mess. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell they were looking for something. Murong Xue could naturally guess his purpose. He couldn't hide his purpose, but: "We I didn't take anything from you, Luoxue Pavilion was just messed up, no loss..."
"Beibei was injured by you, or was it seriously injured, bleeding profusely, so it's not a loss?" Murong Xue interrupted him rudely, a cold light flashed in her dark eyes.
Murong Jian's sharp eyes glanced at Bei Bei covered in blood, his eyes were full of disapproval: "It's just a beast..."
"In my opinion, you are worse than a beast..."
"Shut up!" Murong Jian sternly interrupted Murong Xue's words, chills shot through his sharp eyes: "Murong Xue, I'm your second uncle, how can you talk to me like that?"
"I turned your Luoxue Pavilion into a mess, but I didn't kill anyone here. The dog was only seriously injured and still angry. You stabbed me and killed me. I have so many guards, what else do I want?"
"This is what you asked for yourself. If you didn't trespass on Luoxue Pavilion, how could you be seriously injured? How could you lose your life?" Murong Xue replied unceremoniously.
"You..." Murong Jian pointed at Murong Xue, so angry that he couldn't speak.
"Get out of Zhen Guohou's mansion, and never take another step!" Murong Xue looked at Murong Jian coldly, and unceremoniously issued the order to evict the guest: She will never allow the same thing to happen again.
Murong Jian's handsome face was so dark that it was about to drip ink: "Zhen Guohou's mansion is also my home, why should I get out?"
"Because the current Zhen Guohou of Zhen Guohou's mansion is Murong Ye, not Murong Jian. According to the law of Qingyan, when my brother inherits the position of Zhen Guohou, you should get out!" Murong Xue looked at him coldly. , every word.
"You..." Murong Jian gasped, his handsome face turned red and white for a while, and changed dozens of colors in an instant, and the hands under his sleeves were clenched tightly. Yes, becoming a Marquis of the Kingdom is not only a status, but also a symbol of status. , is still the owner of this house, Murong Xue dared to drive him away because Murong Ye is the Marquis of Zhen Guo, and he is just the 'second uncle' who lives in Marquis Zhen Guo! He doesn't want to depend on others anymore, he wants to be the master of this house!
"This is my father's house, and my mother is still alive, how can I leave?" He wants to stay in the residence of the Marquis of Zhen Guo, plot against Murong Ye, and rob the position of Marquis of Zhen Guo. It will be inconvenient for him to leave here. up!
Looking at his determined eyes, Murong Xue's eyes flashed a sneer: "You can take your mother and leave the Hou Mansion together."
Murong Jian's sharp eyes were like sharp arrows, and he shot at Murong Xue: "My mother married into the Marquis of Zhen Guo. She is the old lady of the Marquis of the Marquis. A hundred years ago, she was eligible to live in the mansion. Even if your brother is the Marquis of Zhen Guo , and have no right to drive her away!"
Murong Xue smiled coldly, she knew that Murong Jian would deliberately stay here, she had thought of all the high-sounding reasons! She can do as he wishes, but: "If you want to stay, you can stay, as many swords as Beibei has suffered, you can suffer as much!"
The moment the words fell, Murong Xue flipped her wrist, and the sharp long sword brought out a burst of icy light, and swiped across Murong Fitness's body. As the blood spattered, Murong Jian's chest had slashed deep and shallow lines. Shallow scars, so fast that people have no time to react...
Burning pain came from his chest, Murong Jian lowered his head little by little, and saw the blood-red blood oozing out of the wound, staining his clothes red, his angry growl pierced through the clouds, resounding through the sky: "Murong Xue..."