8. Chapter 8 From today on, God blocks and kills God 4
After thinking about it, Huahua stopped sobbing, looked up at Murong Feixue with a tearful smile, and said firmly: "Miss, why don't you go to Huahua's hometown first to avoid the limelight, while the master and the second lady go to pay homage to the eldest lady, eldest lady.
We went to the academy, and there are only the second and third young ladies left in the mansion. One is very critical of you, and the other sends people to kill you. It seems that it will be safer for us to return to the Murong Mansion only after the master returns..."
"Avoid the limelight?" Murong Feixue raised her eyebrows slightly, and a cold smile bloomed on her face.
Huahua was stunned for a moment, blinked her eyes, and wondered: "Yes, if we go back, won't we still die?"
"Haha... we still don't know who will die!"
A teasing smile slightly raised at the corner of Murong Feixue's lips, and the bright light flowed in her dark eyes. It seemed that a good idea had come to her mind and she had it all in mind.
After saying this, they pulled Huahua without any explanation and headed straight for Murong's mansion. She was more familiar with the road than Huahua. Behind them, there was the pet beast Little White Tiger, who was panting...
The memory of her past life is very clear. Apart from the way back to Murong's mansion, she also remembers that she is the only daughter of Murong Ruiyuan in the Murong family in Xingyue City of the Great Yuan Kingdom. Her mother is Qian Muxue, and the cause of her death is unknown. Although she is
The legitimate daughter, but there are three older sisters above her, namely the eldest sister Murong Yilan, the second sister Murong Qiuqing, and the third sister Murong Yeyao. They were all born to the second mother Liu Hanrong.
This time she went to Xiaoshan to collect medicine. Who knew that Murong Qiuqing would take advantage of this time and send these men in black to intercept and kill her. Fortunately, her life should not be cut off...
"Don't mention that kind of person, let's go back home quickly!" Murong Feixue whispered back, pulling Huahua and continuing on their way.
The night is dark, and there are not even a single star in the sky. It is full of weirdness. In the forest where you can't even see your fingers, there are densely packed towering trees, with sparse branches falling slantingly, and the forest is surrounded by clouds of mist. Occasionally, flying crows soar.
A sound caused rustling in the forest, and a few hares jumped out of nowhere. The forest was desolate and the wind was blowing. The figures of two people and a tiger were galloping through such a gloomy forest...
Because this place is low and remote, not many people come here in the past. But the shortcut to Murong's mansion is through here.
What's more beneficial is that there will be no guards from Murong's mansion here, and it also leads directly to the back wall of Murong Feixue's boudoir. It is a road that Murong Feixue often walked when she was a child.
In this way, Murong Feixue took Huahua and the little white tiger and trudged through the ancient forest. Finally, they arrived at the back wall of Murong's mansion without anyone noticing.
Unexpectedly, just as he climbed up the wall, he saw a group of strong flames burning in the courtyard of his boudoir. Murong Feixue made a silent gesture towards Huahua and the little white tiger, then raised an eyebrow and looked at the courtyard.
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In the middle of the night, there were actually two pretty girls with miserable faces squatting there. They were burning paper money and mumbling something.
