Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 668 Beat Murong Lin (5)
"It's okay!" Ouyang Shaoxian's face darkened slightly: "Tell this boy, when Yu'er is healthy and completely safe, go see her!"

"Yes" Qin'er quietly glanced at Murong Yu, and left quickly, she dared not disobey what Ouyang Shaoxian meant.

"What's the matter?" Ouyang Shaoxian's expression was unusual, and Murong Yu knew that something must be wrong.

"The old lady said that she misses you, and asked you to go back home!" The old lady only cared about her grandson, how could she want Yu'er, such an obvious lie, even the servant dared to say it, it must be sent by a foolish person .

"It's probably the fault of the fake Murong An!" But what did he ask him to go back home?Calculate yourself?There is not much conflict between myself and him. If it is because of the shop, then he is too stupid. He designed himself and his identity was exposed.

"The Zhongyonghou Mansion must have set up a net to wait for you. It is better not to go for the time being. Dealing with them is exhausting and overworked, but it will hurt your body. After a few days, their guard must be relaxed. Let's go again and beat him. Caught off guard!"

The matter of the real and fake Murong An must be settled, but where did the real Murong An go?The dove occupies the magpie's nest, and his position is replaced by someone else, why hasn't he come out to clarify his identity?

"What's going on with the Beijun Palace?" Strictly speaking, the people in the Beijun Palace are the biggest enemies of Murong Yu and Ouyang Shaoxian.

"It's still the same, and has been holding back!" Ouyang Shaoling has given up fighting for the throne of King Xuan of Chu, or has other plans. This is just the calmest moment before the storm...

There are many people in the Beijun palace, and the power is relatively strong. However, the concubine, the king of Beijun, and the concubine of the county have conflicts, and they don't have much in common. They will get angry with each other if they don't speak a few words. This can be used. , might be a very good breakthrough point...

On a dark and windy night, the fire was still burning in the suburbs. The middle-aged man stood by the fire and waited. When the time came, the young man appeared beside the fire. Before he could speak, the middle-aged man spoke first: "Master wants to see you, come with me." Come!"

The young man and the middle-aged man walked in the woods one after the other, with dignified faces and vigorous strides.

After a cup of tea, when I came out of the forest, a wide avenue appeared in front of me. There was a carriage parked beside the avenue, and an old coachman stood beside the carriage. Strong martial arts.

The middle-aged man took out a black scarf, handed it to the young man, and ordered: "Blindfold your eyes!"

The young man frowned, and the middle-aged man added: "This is the gauge. The first time you see the master, you have to cover your eyes. Once you gain the trust of the master, you can avoid the blindfold!"

The young man said nothing, but took the black scarf with a stern face, covered his eyes, and got into the carriage one after the other with the middle-aged man.

The night was getting darker, and it was the suburbs again. There were almost no pedestrians on the road, and the carriage was driving extremely fast. Every time it turned, the middle-aged man and the young man in the carriage would stagger a few times, and the turns were frequent. Just after the turn, the people in the car have not yet sat down, and the next turn is coming.

The seven turns and eight turns did not know how many turns and how many roads they ran. The two of them almost fainted. The carriage finally stopped. The middle-aged man got out of the carriage first, grabbed the young man's wrist, and pulled him out of the carriage: "I'll lead you in, and you can take off the black scarf when you see the master!"

The sword at the waist was taken away, the middle-aged man explained: "Go to see the master, you can't bring weapons!"

The young man raised the corner of his mouth lightly, as expected of his master, he was really cautious!
The surrounding area was surprisingly quiet. If he didn't feel the slight breathing sound, the young man would have thought that there was no one around here.

Going up the steps and stepping into the gate, there is a burst of fragrance of flowers and plants, which is very elegant. The road under the feet is a little uneven. It is not the bluestone road of ordinary people, but like a road paved with cobblestones. A cold breath.

The further you walk in, the thicker the cold air, mixed with faint traces of bloody smell, even though the weather is hot, the young man is strong in martial arts and has killed countless people. Surrounded by this cold air, the hairs on his whole body are unconscious Stand up.

After the slight sound of "boom", a strong murderous aura mixed with a solemn and solemn atmosphere rushed towards him. There was a slight breathing sound in his ears. The young man knew that the people standing in the room were all masters, and there was an invisible wave in front of him. Strong pressure, the further you go inward, the stronger the strong pressure.

Twenty steps into the room, the middle-aged man stopped and took off the black scarf from the young man's eyes. The room was lit with night pearls, which was very bright. The young man couldn't adapt for a while, so he turned his head suddenly and closed his eyes.

"Ye Fu, you are back!" A strong, indifferent, cold and merciless voice sounded from the front. The young man turned his head to look, and saw a tall man sitting on a golden throne. It was summer, but he was wearing black clothes. The cloak, the whole body is shrouded in darkness, and even the face cannot be seen.

"Yes, master!" Ye Fu, the name the young man had used for seven years, looked around without a trace. He was standing in the middle of the room, and beside him were two rows of well-dressed men in black. The murderous look lingered, but it was a little immature. He was a newly trained killer, and the middle-aged man who led him stood beside him. He was five or six meters away from the man in the cloak on the throne.

"Hehe, when I rescued you back then, you were still a child. I didn't expect Ye Fu to grow up after a few years. Come closer and let me take a closer look!" The man in the cloak was obviously smiling, but Ye Fu couldn't feel it. Not to mention the slightest warmth, but also a little creepy, his laughter is really special.

"Yes!" Ye Fu lowered his eyelids, stepped forward slowly, and stopped under the steps, less than half a meter away from the cloaked man.

"Master!" Ye Fu knelt on one knee and saluted the cloaked man.

The man in the cloak stretched out his hand like a withered claw, and gently stroked the back of Ye Fu's head: "Hehe, Ye Fu has really grown up!"

In an instant, cold light shot at Ye Fu, and when they entered here, they were all taught a belief that they would become the most powerful killers. Ye Fu was the best, and was praised by the master. They were naturally jealous. They had already called Ye Sha out for a competition.

(End of this chapter)