In the dark night, two black figures shuttled back and forth, and finally stopped on a roof, paying attention to the scene of the entire Moyang City.
"How is things going?" came a hoarse voice. It was unclear whether the man or woman was male or female, but his eyes were full of anger.
Beside her, a woman in purple clothes lowered her hands and her head with an extremely respectful expression.
"According to what the Lord said, I have already done it." The woman in purple raised her head unconsciously as she spoke, but her entire face was covered by a veil and her face could not be seen clearly.
When Guiji heard this, he sneered and said, "Well done. It seems that I have not cultivated you wrongly over the years. It's just that you sacrificed so much to become that person. Do you have any complaints in your heart?"
When the woman in purple heard this, her eyes changed, and then she said in a cold voice: "I would like to express my gratitude to the Lord. I will not hesitate to avenge you as long as I can avenge you. Besides, maybe he likes it like this.
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After hearing this, Oniji looked at the woman in purple. It seemed that the move he made back then was indeed correct. There must be action over there soon. Do you want the world to calm down? Hum, as long as there is
It is absolutely impossible that he is here.
In the room, Murong Chen was burping. The food on the table had already been covered by wind and clouds. Feng Lang looked at him and wondered how hungry this child was.
The steward who was waiting in the room saw this scene and couldn't help but look at the child. When did their prince bring the child to play in the mansion? And why did this child look familiar? Thinking of this, he suddenly thought
Get up, this
The child looks like the emperor...ah, he suddenly opened his mouth, could it be the prince? But that's not right. There is no concubine in the emperor's harem now. When he was the prince, he had never heard of an heir being born in the house. Could it be?
It's... an illegitimate child!
As if he noticed something strange about the manager, Feng Lang glanced at him and said, "Chang Sun, please go out."
Sun Chang quickly replied: "Yes!" Before leaving, he did not forget to take another look at Murong Chen.
Following Sun Chang's gaze, not only Sun Chang, but also when he saw this child for the first time, didn't he also think that he was the third brother's child?
"Zixie, don't your parents worry about you when you come out?" Feng Lang suddenly asked.
Hearing this, Murong Chen looked at Feng Lang and said innocently: "Dad, he doesn't want me and my mother anymore. He is fascinated by the women outside. My mother never cares about me, so I don't want to go back!"
Smiling indifferently, Feng Lang said: "If you like, you can stay in my house for one night." Whether it is the third brother's son or not, you have to come over to find out whether it is the third brother's son. In the evening, he had already sent someone to the palace to invite him.
The third brother is here, and you will know when he sees it.
Murong Chen suddenly jumped to the ground, blinked at Feng Lang, and said, "Is everything you said true?"
"As a gentleman says, a horse is hard to catch, what do you think?" Feng Lang said with a smile.
With a smile, Murong Chen rushed to the chair again. He picked up the chicken legs on the table and continued to eat, his face full of satisfaction.
"Your accent doesn't sound like you're from Moyang City? But your accent is somewhat similar to that of Moyang City." Feng Lang asked with a smile, "Do your parents make a living in Moyang City?"
When Feng Lang asked, Murong Chen immediately burst into tears, "Why do you always mention my parents, I hate you, ugh..." As he said this, he threw the chicken drumsticks directly on the table.
Feng Lang never expected that this child would act coquettishly, but looking at this coquettish face and thinking of the usually stern face of his third brother, he couldn't help laughing for a moment.
"Why are you laughing!" Murong Chen said angrily.
"No...just keep eating!" Feng Lang suppressed his smile and said.
After glancing at Feng Lang suspiciously, Murong Chen picked up the chicken legs on the table and gnawed them again.
The night was getting darker, and on the long street, a man came galloping on a fast horse. He had a stern look on his face, thinking of the news he had received in the afternoon. Feng Lang asked him to go to the house to talk about it, and also
It is said that this matter is related to Yun Ling, does it mean that her whereabouts are already known?
If that was the case, he was relieved. It would be best if he could tell her clearly tonight. This time, he absolutely couldn't miss it again!
The night wind whistled past his ears, and all his thoughts were on Mo Yunling. However, he suddenly tightened the reins and looked ahead. There was someone! However, the speed was indeed extremely fast. He turned his head and looked at the street.
The eaves of the house seemed to have a figure passing by just now, and there was a faint hint of black.
With a cold shout, he whipped his riding whip and ran quickly towards Prince Lang's Mansion. As soon as he got on his horse, he broke into Prince Lang's Mansion. Most of the people in the mansion knew him, so no one dared to stop him.
Looking at the lights under her feet, a black man's face was full of solemnity at this moment. There was no one else around her but her, just for fear of alerting others.
Although the entire Prince Lang's Mansion is very large, based on the information obtained before arriving, Mo Yunling also roughly knew where Feng Lang usually stayed. After making up his mind, he took a look around and saw that there was no one there. Mo Yunling landed lightly.
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Just as she was about to walk towards the room, a cold and stern voice suddenly came, "Who is it?"
Oops, Mo Yunling was startled. How could she forget this voice? She turned her head and looked at the person. In the dark night, a ghostly man appeared. He was full of violence, as if he was about to sweep everything away. Could this be
Is it premeditated? Feng Qi, he is indeed ruthless, and Mo Yunling's anger is even worse. Today he came to the door himself, so Xiu wants to blame her.
With a stern smile and a tip of his toes, Mo Yunling suddenly rose into the air, stepped on the eaves, and flew more than ten feet forward. The people on the ground looked at the black figure above, and their hearts trembled. It was the person just now.
? His figure moved and followed him.
However, just when Feng Qi climbed onto the roof, there was a sudden flash of sword light, and a long sword cut through the sky. Feng Qi was stunned and turned away, obviously not expecting the man to attack so quickly. He
In an instant, a long sword appeared in his hand, the sword shining brightly.
When the attack failed, Mo Yunling turned the Ice Phoenix Sword in her hand. She moved with the shadow and struck again. The swords collided with each other, and the swords were powerful. The two refused to give in. Even Feng Qi had to marvel at this person's martial arts.
High, and he vaguely felt something strange about the Longxiang Sword in his hand. Suddenly the sword force turned, and the two people's swords resisted, and they were pressed against each other.
The black scarf covered his face. Although his face could not be seen clearly, the cold light in his eyes cut through Feng Qi's heart like a sharp blade. His mind was shaken and he was stunned. This look...
There was a clang, the swords crossed, and both of them took a few steps back. Looking at the man in black in front of him, Feng Qi no longer had the intention to take action.
Mo Yunling raised the sword in his hand and prepared to attack again. However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came, "Yunling..."
