Chapter 921 The breeze caressed, the beauty is charming
Chapter 921 The gentle breeze caresses, the beauty is charming
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"Then Murong Haoying is really dead?"
"I sent someone to personally visit the Murong family's ancient residence. It looks like it's true."
The old man nodded slightly, "Murong Haoying is indeed a rare talent. How great would it be if he could serve our Zhuge clan?"
"Now, with his death, the original agreement with my Zhuge clan will be invalidated."
It is rumored that Murong Haoying has a close relationship with the Zhuge clan, a reclusive family.
In fact, this statement is open to question.
Murong Haoying's attachment to the Zhuge family was actually based on the interest relationship between both parties.
The two parties reached an agreement that the Zhuge clan would help Murong Haoying to destroy the Chen royal family. After that, Murong Haoying would obey the orders of the Zhuge clan.
Now that Murong Haoying is dead, the agreement from back then is no longer valid.
"However, if he wants to die like this, of course he can't."
"We all lent him the clan's most precious treasure [Wolong Sword], but we didn't get any benefit."
"If so, then we can use his granddaughter Murong Qingxue as a mortgage."
The old man held his pipe in his mouth and slowly lifted the fishing rod.
"If my guess is correct, the [Wolong Sword] should be in the hands of that boy Chen Qi?"
"Yes, Murong Haoying was defeated in the duel with Chen Qi that day, and the [Wolong Sword] was also snatched away. As expected, it should still be in Chen Qi's hands."
The old man nodded, "Go, send someone to take back the [Wolong Sword], and bring Murong Qingxue back by the way."
"What qualifications does a small Chen royal family have to possess the rare bloodline of the Murong family?"
"yes!"
After the young man left, the old man lit himself a cigarette again.
"My Zhuge clan has been hiding for so long. It seems that it is time to reappear in the world."
At this time, the float on the water surface suddenly moved. The old man looked stern and lifted the pole.
I saw a big fat fish rising out of the water.
The old man smiled and said, "You can have extra food tonight."
The funeral of Murong Haoying in the ancient residence of the Murong family has ended.
The remaining members of the Qi, Zhao, Zeng, and Lin families were exempted by Chen Qi. They were so grateful that they fled last night.
During this trip to [Longzhong], they came with the intention of picking up the slack, but now they left in embarrassment.
Not only did he lose his face, he almost lost his life.
Presumably after this painful experience, they no longer dare to think about Murong Qingxue in the slightest.
In front of the gate of the Murong family's ancient house, a black jeep parked here.
Suzaku and Amao were packing their luggage.
Murong Qingxue quietly stared at the broken door in front of her.
Today, she put on a beautiful dress again. Although her face looked a little haggard, there was already some color in her eyes.
"Can't bear to part with it?"
Murong Qingxue looked sideways, "A bit."
Chen Qi sighed softly, "You can come back and take a look anytime you have time."
"I will."
"Let's go."
"Um."
Chen Qi and Murong Qingxue walked side by side.
The gentle breeze caresses the beauty, making her charming.
Murong Qingxue's face finally showed a smile she hadn't seen for a long time.
That's right.
We met without saying a word, a hibiscus caught the autumn rain.
The little girl is blushing, and the servant girl's heart is rosy.
Wait for the general to call you in a low voice, just for fear of being seen.
If you want to complain about your deep feelings, you turn around and knock on the jade hairpin.
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The winter morning in Longzhong is not as noisy as Fancheng, nor as busy as Shangjing.
Perhaps it was still early in the day, and the doors of every house were still closed.
Only some early-morning stores on both sides of the street were vaguely open.
After getting on the expressway, Chen Qi suggested to Murong Qingxue, "The journey is a bit long. You can sleep for a while. I'll call you when we get there."
"Um."
Murong Qingxue's face was red, and she didn't know where she got the courage. She directly leaned her head on Chen Qi's shoulder and slowly closed her eyes.
Facing this sudden scene, Chen Qi was slightly stunned.
I wanted to push it away, but I couldn't bear it.
Last night, Chen Qi had a private chat with Zhuque.
Ask the person why they said those ambiguous words during the day.
‘If I didn’t say that, Miss A Xue would definitely not go back with us.
’, this is Zhuque’s explanation.
Murong Haoying is Murong Qingxue's only relative in this world.
The death of the other party left her alone, helpless, and lost hope in life.
If people want to live, they must have something to rely on.
In the past, Murong Qingxue relied on her grandfather's family affection, but now, only Chen Qi can give her hope again.
