Amid the big and small eyes of everyone, Murong Lian held his smoking gun and led a group of entourages from Wangshu Mansion, Youyou, into the Xihe Mansion.
The people he brought were wearing blue-gold aristocratic robes, with bat-patterned badges embroidered brilliantly. This group of monks in blue-gold attire entered the mansion, like a knife, instantly severing and disrupting the followers brought by Zhou He.
No one thought that Murong Lian would actually come here at night, and they didn't know what he was doing, so everyone was silent and looked at him for unknown reasons.
Fandou was the only one who had been looting Murong Lian's oil and water in Luomei Bieyuan before, so it didn't feel any ill will when it saw Murong Lian, but jumped up excitedly and rushed around Murong Lian to rejoice.
"Ow! Wow wow wow!!"
"..." Gu Mang felt betrayed by his brother.
The big black dog jumped up and down, wagging its tail and yelling, while desperately rubbing its head against Murong Lian's left hand. Murong Lian, however, had no love for animals, and waved his wide sleeves abruptly: "Where's the dog thing, drool all over this king's clothes, don't you hurry and drag me down!"
Li Wei hurriedly said, "Yes, yes! Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." As he spoke, he ordered someone to put on a collar on the rice bag and bring it to the backyard.
"Ugh..." Fandou turned back one step at a time, stretched out his long tongue, and looked at Murong Lian reluctantly, only to be dragged away by the attendant.
Murong Lian breathed a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes, lowered his eyes to straighten his luxurious brocade sleeves, and whispered, "What kind of madman raises a mad dog."
After this jumping, everyone came back to their senses and began to greet Murong Lian one after another. The status of everyone present was not high. The only nobleman was Zhou He, but Zhou He's blood status was not as good as Murong Lian's, so he also stood up according to the rules and bowed to Murong Lian.
It's just that Zhou He himself is a pervert who is skilled in magic, and he only obeys the kind of real capable people. For someone like Murong Lian, according to Zhou He's words, it is called "after draining the precious blood from the whole body, all that is left on the body is scum", so his etiquette is somewhat perfunctory.
"Wang Shu-jun."
The servants behind Zhou He also bowed their heads and saluted: "Ask Shu Junan."
In this room, only Gu Mang did not move. Gu Mang was still sitting in the same place. Others looked like he was stupid, but at the moment he was quietly observing this man he had served for nearly 20 years. Lord.
Gu Mang knew Murong Lian's habits very well, so he could easily find out what was wrong with Murong Lian today. This kind of inappropriateness was reflected in Murong Lian's clothes.
Murong Lian is a person who loves extravagance extremely, likes to show off his noble birth and wealth and wealth like a peacock all the time.
He is not like Mo Xi, a noble like Mo Xi doesn't value money and silk, and he doesn't like to spend extravagantly on food and clothing. He is also not like Mengze. Although Mengze's clothes and shoes are all elegant and expensive, others can't see it. She is very low-key.
Murong Lian belonged to the kind of person who always kept saying "This king is very rich", and when he took a sip, it was like a dream full of golden shell coins, and his clothes and accessories were best kept two miles away. Makes you feel extravagant.
So when he goes out on weekdays, he is used to buttoning the most expensive gold and jade ornaments on his hair bun.
Dog eyes that can blind people are the best.
But tonight Murong Lian didn't show much.
Although he was wearing a sapphire blue robe with gold borders, the underside of the robe was not the light blue shirt he wore according to the standard, but a silk snow-white tunic. So is the bun - what he used to fix his hair tonight was a simple sandalwood hairpin. It looked like he was cuddling at home, and only when he didn't plan to meet people would he choose a comfortable and lazy accessory to wear.
Obviously, Murong Lian went out in a hurry this time, and even only had time to put on a Chinese robe, and he didn't even re-comb his hair.
Gu Mang couldn't help but feel a little confused: Zhou He collected the black magic worm yesterday and wanted to bring himself to the trial, so he rushed to bring someone.
But what is Murong Lian doing here
At the same time, Murong Lian lifted his peach blossom eyes and swept around the room, his gaze stayed on Zhou He for a moment, then fell on Gu Mang.
Gu Mang looked at him.
However, at this time, an accident happened. For some reason, the moment Gu Mang touched Murong Lian's line of sight, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain like a shattering sky. Angrily trying to escape...
He suddenly raised his hand to support the brow bone, closed his eyes, and there seemed to be a thick blood in front of him, and there seemed to be a distorted voice roaring in his ears:
"Let go of me... let go of me!!!"
"To make your life worse than death - life is better than death!!"
The blood seemed to be splitting the shore, and some intricate fragments flashed before his eyes. He saw the corpses piled up like mountains, the blood ointment seeping into the cracks of the bricks of the city wall, the twilight reflected the sky and the earth, and the broken halberd was sinking into the sand.
A tyrannical joy suddenly rose in his heart, clamoring to see more deaths. He seemed to be wandering through this purgatory on earth, the endless scarlet covering the sky and covering the sky, the strong bloody smell almost To dip into the deepest depths of his marrow. He couldn't tell how he felt, the extreme enjoyment was accompanied by extreme pain.
Souls are like being cut in half...
"Gu Shuai."
"!"
With a sudden soft call, as if he was pulling Gu Mang out of the turbulent sea of blood, Gu Mang suddenly raised his head, his lips were open, he was breathing rapidly, and raised a pair of blue eyes to look for the voice.
He met Murong Lian's face like a fox in the middle of the night again.
Murong Lian took a sip of a dream, Yan Ai exhaled lightly, and then said: "What's the matter, went to Bat Island with Xi Hejun with a calm face, did you have a good time?"
Gu Mang didn't speak. After a while, the severe pain of the split head slowly subsided, only the warm water vapor in the blue eyes was still soaked, and the forehead twitched and hurt. Gu Mang forcefully closed his eyes and straightened up again.
His lips moved a little, and according to his ignorant appearance when he lost his memory, he replied in a low voice, "... um. Happy."
Li Weizhen was forced to cry without tears by the masters. He looked at Murong Lian, then at Gu Mang, and finally at Zhou He, then slumped his neck and brought a new set of refreshments for Murong Lian.
"Wangshu-Jun, sit down and drink tea first. Xihe-Jun will soon-"
"No need. I'm not looking for the fireball today." Murong Lian raised her tender fingertips, tapped it on the tea tray, pushed it away, then pointed at Gu Mang with a smoking gun, and sneered, "I'm looking for him. "
Butler Li: "..."
Murong Lian straightened her robes painted with gold and embroidered silver, and said indifferently, "Since you're almost done playing, and you've had enough of your happiness. Get up then."
The crowd looked at them puzzled.
Murong Lian said, "Go back with me."
"???"
Except for Zhou He, almost all the people in the hall were completely at a loss. Gu Mang also sat on the seat without moving, staring at him silently.
Zhou He was a little annoyed. When he was angry, the indentation between his eyebrows became deeper, and his face became more sinister. He said, "Wang Shujun, what do you mean?"
"What else could it mean? Elder Zhou can't understand it." Murong Lian turned her head back, and glanced at Zhou He with three white eyes, "I'm here to pick up someone."
Zhou He said, "Are you here to pick up someone?"
"Yeah." Murong Lian took another puff of cigarette lazily, put it in his mouth, exhaled it one by one, and called out to Zhou He, that smile was as lazy as a flower sleeping in spring. It's just that the tongue hidden under the bud is as vicious as a snake.
He smiled and said, "Elder Sishu, this king is here to mention him for the Dark Demon Test today."
"!"
If it was said that the whole room was full of shock, this time it should be full of shock.
Zhou He's expression was almost extreme. It seemed that he really wanted to use a falcon to open Murong Lian's Heavenly Spirit Cover and smash his brains into pieces. He probably blocked all the self-cultivation in this life before he couldn't resist. Murong Lian got angry. But the sparks in his eyes were already very terrifying, and his eyes were really fiercer than vultures this time.
"Wang Shu-Jun." Every word seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth. "If someone Zhou remembers correctly, I am the chief elder of the jutsu table, not you."
"Ouch." Murong Lian grinned with white teeth and said sweetly, "Elder Zhou, if this king remembers correctly, your cousin is me, not you."
Zhou He suddenly slapped the table and said angrily, "What are you talking about with me! What does it have to do with this!"
"Why doesn't it matter? We both want to do the Dark Demon Trial now. Everything is ready, only this person is needed." Murong Lian raised his hand and pointed at Gu Mang, "Do you think Your Majesty will give him to you, or to me? "
This is simply the most shameless thing about Murong Lian. He likes to talk about the emperor in three or two sentences. One cousin is a cousin, but he can't say anything about it.
Zhou He's dark purple clothes swayed along with his heavy breathing, and finally he stared at Murong Lian: "Wang Shu-Jun, are you purely looking for trouble for me?"
"What are you looking for, it's just a coincidence." Murong Lian held the hookah, Shi Shiran said, "You happened to get the black magic worm yesterday, and I am similar, I happened to get a set of Liao Guo's black worms today. Spells, need someone to fiddle with. You see, we both need a dog. It's just—"
Murong Lian paused for a while, then tilted her lower jaw to point at Gu Mang, and continued, "This is just a dog raised by this king since childhood. If it is true, it should be slaughtered by this king."
Zhou He gritted his teeth and said, "You have to fight with me, right?"
Murong Lian's eyes were even more uncertain than the haze that was floating in a dream, and her voice was even softer like a silk satin: "Huh? So what, does Elder Zhou want to act like a spoiled brat with me?"
"..." Zhou He was silent for a moment, the blue veins on his forehead burst out almost to the extent that everyone around him could see it.
Li Wei thought to himself, it's okay for the two of you to fight, and I can't help stabbing each other with a knife and a bong, but can you two go outside the Xihe Mansion to bite a dog
If this pervert surnamed Zhou really got into flames and stabbed Murong Lian to death, the incident happened in the Xihe Mansion, and my head of the family would not be able to explain it.
There are countless unspeakable bloody scenes playing out in his worried mind. At this time, Zhou He suddenly suppressed the anger of leaving, and said sensibly, "...What if I don't let you today?"
Murong Lian narrowed her eyes and sighed, "Then I will suggest that you take your little falcon and dig out your own brain when you have time, and check to see if the content inside is smelly or rancid."
The other party's words were so rude, and even the last sneer on Zhou He's face suddenly disappeared: "Okay, you have to tear it up so ugly, don't you?"
He didn't turn his eyes, just raised his hand and said to the squire standing behind him, "Bring it here."
Murong Lian said indifferently, "What are you using to oppress me? I also know the situation of your family very well. There is an iron coupon left by the late emperor, but it is for survival, not for raising prices."
Zhou He didn't say a word, and his attendant carefully took out a brocade box wrapped in yellow satin from the Qiankun bag.
Murong Lian saw the color of the box, and the smile on her face froze.
"You should recognize what this is." Zhou He took the bright brocade box and opened it with a snap, revealing a roll of high-quality East China Sea Mermaid Snow Silk inside.
Throughout Chonghua, the East China Sea Mermaid Snow Silk has only one use—
Murong Lian raised her head quickly, her eyes burning fiercely: "When did your Majesty give you the edict?! Why didn't I know!"
Zhou He coldly unfolded the edict, so that Murong Lian could see the seal and signature on it.
"As soon as Gu Mang returned to the city that year, Your Majesty had already given me the edict. You can see clearly and look at Shu-jun. Our surgery platform was appointed by your Majesty, and it is the first institution to test Gu Mang."
He paused, and uttered two words in an irrefutable tone: "Get out of the way."
The author has something to say:
Alian: Does anyone hate me today? I cut equipment today, I'm not T anymore, I want to be a well-behaved nurse~~~
Fandou: Ouch! Wang Wang Wang! ! !
Alian: What does it say? Who is the tenth-level dog language translator, explain it to me!
Gu Mangmang: It said, Brother Alian, you are so arrogant.