The Playful Queen: The Evil King's Favorite

Chapter 184 Mo Ao's Inexplicable Words
"Forget it, I won't talk nonsense with you." Beiming Shaoxiao put away his joking thoughts, walked back and forth, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Murong Jinxian, I believe you have read it too, what kind of power do you think this revenge is?" Feeling confused, he turned to ask Murong Jinxian again.

"It's hard to say, but from the perspective of Lun Cen's help, the power behind this remnant must not be underestimated." Murong Jinxian's amber eyes were also penetrating, and he analyzed it carefully for Beiming Shaoxiao one time.

"Who is Luncen?" Beiming stopped short with a smile.

"The last heavenly lotus girl."

"Okay." Bei Ming nodded understandingly with a smile.

"Hoo!" A feathered arrow shot in from the outside, and with a "snap", it was nailed to the column.

Murong Jinxian's amber eyes glanced outside, sensed the breath, and said: "People have gone far."

Bei Ming didn't care about people when he smiled less, he reached out and took off the paper roll tied to the arrow, unfolded it and glanced at it, his expression changed drastically.

"Miaofeng and the others may have had an accident."

"What's going on?" Murong Jinxian asked.

Beiming Shaoxiao handed the scroll to Murong Jinxian, on which was written "Miaofeng was killed."

Murong Jinxian reminded: "Be careful of fraud."

"But no matter what, we can't let them have an accident." Beiming Shaoxiao would rather believe it than believe it, in case it is true.

"Don't worry, I'll go and have a look." Murong Jinxian stood up, patted Beiming Shaoxiao on the shoulder, and said, "Trust me, don't use your martial arts, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Beiming Shaoxiao frowned and looked at Murong Jinxian, and said, "Okay, thank you."

Murong Jinxian responded: "Yes."

Turning around and walking away, Beiming Shaoxiao suddenly felt very worried and said: "I have been waiting for you for an hour, if you haven't come back, I will go to find you in person, if you can't handle it, don't try to be brave. Come back and find the king to go with you."

"Smile, don't worry." Murong Jinxian looked back and smiled, really charming and charming.

Bei Ming nodded with a smile, watched Murong Jinxian leave, and walked back and forth in the room by himself.

After a while, Tweety came in with hot water.

"My lord, do you want to take a rest?"

"No need, Tweety, go find some trauma medicine." Beiming smiled and remembered that Miaofeng had been wounded by a knife that day, and she only recovered for a day or two, and now she doesn't know what's going on.

As soon as Cui'er heard the medicine, she became anxious and asked, "Is the lord injured?"

"I don't have it, you go and get it quickly."

"Your servant obeys!" Cui'er saw that Beiming Shaoxiao's expression was not right, so she didn't dare to say anything, and hurriedly retreated.

Bei Ming looked up with a small smile, and saw an unexpected guest walking outside.

Mo Ao walked in with the housekeeper. He walked in with his hands behind his back, his complexion was iron, his eyes were as sharp as eagles, and he exuded the air of a general from all over his body.

Beiming Shaoxiao didn't speak, but her eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and suspicion began to appear in her eyes. She did not rule out the suspicion of Mo Ao's frame.

Mo Ao saw that Bei Ming, who had always been eloquent, smiled and did not speak. His eagle eyes swept away, but his tone was still heavy, and he spoke first: "What is your purpose for coming to Mo's house?"

"Recognize the ancestors and return to the clan." Bei Mingshao smiled and said these four words with an expression of indifference.

Hearing this, Mo Ao's expression also flashed with astonishment, wondering what kind of medicine Beiming Shaoxiao was selling in the gourd.

Mo Ao waved his hand, and the butler walked out behind him, closing the door behind him.

Seeing this, Bei Mingshao was not afraid of him, but still looked at him defensively.

Mo Ao didn't do anything else, but casually took the main seat, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it.

"Your father, are you okay?"

Bei Ming was taken aback with a small smile, and Mo Ao suddenly asked about his father?What's happening here.

"My father must be fine. It's very easy without martial arts. Without a family, there is no burden."

What Bei Ming said with a little smile was very thorny, and every sentence he said contained dissatisfaction with the Mo family.

Instantly, Mo Ao smiled, his smile was very cold and indifferent, he said: "In this world, if you don't follow the existing principles and act willfully and recklessly, you will eventually harm others and yourself."

"What do you mean? You abolished my father's martial arts and expelled him from the house, so it's better for him?" Bei Ming smiled coldly at Mo Ao, very displeased with Mo Ao's words.

Mo Ao's sharp eyes looked at Bei Ming and smiled slightly, and said: "You won't understand, you are so cynical now, one day, you will regret it, and then you will understand, what the old man said today if."

After the words closed, Mo Ao put down his teacup, got up and left.

Beiming Shaoxiao stared fiercely at Mo Ao's back, and couldn't help but said, "I don't know why."

……

Like a crescent moon, dark light covers the earth.

The streets of Donglie are pitch-black, and they can be seen clearly under the moonlight.

Murong Jin Xianyue's silver-white robe is like a fairy, Junyi jumped up, and landed on the roof of the Fulai Inn where Miaofeng and Gong Xifacai were connected, the night wind was blowing, rolled up his wide sleeves, fluttering lightly, a picture of shock Hong Shishu's face was covered by a silver mask, and a bloodthirsty smile was outlined on his thin lips, making it hard to tell whether it was a fairy or a demon. He was holding a jade flute, showing his peerless elegance.

Amber eyes swept around, and vaguely found that there were many people ambushing around, and at this moment, he was surrounded.

It seemed that Miaofeng and the others were really killed.

Now, it's really not easy to act rashly.

"Hush!" Countless hidden weapons flew towards Murong Jinxian.

His figure was like a charm, and he easily avoided them all.

Then, a group of people showed up and rushed towards Murong Jinxian with weapons.

The amber eyes glanced at the poppy patterns on their chests, and they understood that perhaps the poison cult came to revenge.

"Touch, pop, choke~" He played a jade flute, attacking and defending freely.

After a while, a bunch of people were defeated, but at this moment, the group of men in black came over with Miaofeng and Xuan Yi under their arm.

The man in black put a knife on the necks of Miaofeng and Xuanyi, and said, "If you want them to live, stop!"

Murong Jinxian paused, stopped his hands, looked at them, and said coldly: "Let them go."

"Oh, fine, as long as you hand over Beiming Shaoxiao to Lao Tzu."

As soon as these words came out, it was immediately clear that these people were laughing at Bei Mingshao.

"Whimsical." Murong Jinxian gave them these four words, and then put the ice soul jade flute by her red lips and began to blow.

The cool tune, the weird movement, instilling strong internal strength, the poison of listening to it will make people bleed to death from seven holes.

Some people reacted quickly and tapped their auditory acupoints, only to escape the catastrophe.

The man in black was annoyed, and he reached out to kill Miaofeng with a knife.

"Crack!" A stone knocked out the man in black's shuriken.

"Who?" He looked up.

On the other roof, a man in a red robe looks like a demon, with a sneer in his fox eyes, and a faint smile on his red lips, shaking a gilt fan in his hand, his face is covered by a gold-carved mask, looking down at the street Those men in black.

(End of this chapter)