To Win Over That Son-in-law Protagonist

Mu Congyun said such a word of love, but it made Xiao Yujin's hair horrified.

Mu Congyun: "A long time ago, I had a wish to marry a girl who is both innocent and noble. In that way, those **** killings are all things in the past. She shouldn't understand this, she will have a very good life. Sweet. In this way, I will also forget the past. Then I will feel that everything in the present will also become real."

Mu Congyun: "Yujin, but you want to know so much."

Xiao Yujin thought, do you feel disgraceful for everything in the past?

Mu Congyun was cold-blooded and ruthless, but he didn't want others to know this.

Mu Congyun stood up gently, holding the Wen Liangyu on the shelf.

"Are you going to report me now?"

Just like Xiao Yujin was stuffed into this collection of poems by Yang Ge, and learned about An Xuecai's plagiarism. Although she is obsessed with An Xuecai, she still exposes the scandal.

If a person is too black and white, it must be soaked in a honeypot.

Xiao Yujin slowly grasped the hair with his fingers, making a mess of it. Tears gradually penetrated into her eyes, and when she raised her head, her cheeks showed an untimely arrogance: "Yes, if the city lord did not kill me, I will not hide it for the city lord."

She took a deep breath: "Even if I say no, you don't believe it either."

When he thought that he was going to take it immediately, Xiao Yujin's tears couldn't stop falling.

Mu Congyun actually smiled, "I can't bear it naturally."

He slowly forced his fingers to turn the Kuaiwenliang jade into powder.

Seeing Mu Congyun destroy the evidence, Xiao Yujin should have expressed a bit of anger. But now, she felt relieved in her heart. Because Mu Congyun did this, it proved that Mu Congyun didn't mean to kill people at the moment. If not, Mu Congyun needn't destroy the evidence.

Wen Liangyu has been destroyed, and Mu Congyun is like a **** in Xifeng.

As a result, Xiao Yujin couldn't get over any storms even with her empty mouth and teeth. Even if Mu Congyun added to those bad gossips, it was not a big deal.

Xiao Yujin understood these things instantly, but she realized that she was not as strong as she thought.

Cold sweat oozes from her vest, and she can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

A sense of humiliation flooded Xiao Yujin's heart, causing Xiao Yujin to clenched her fists tightly.

Mu Congyun also began to educate her: "You are young, so you are too ignorant and don't know the severity of the matter. Tell me? Are you really too naive."

"You know why the land of the west is so peaceful now, because of the blood of the swordsmen in the desert city, and even more so because of the merits of my Mu Congyun! You know how many people I killed and how many battles I won to create the current West Quiet? You know how terrifying and cruel this land was once!"

"Now you can ride a horse and run a circle around the city of Mozhong. But more than 20 years ago, the slightly beautiful women here didn't even dare to step out the gate at will and show off their beauty, for fear of causing disaster. All this I wielded the sword to fight, and I created it by Mu Congyun."

"The land of the west is mine!"

"Of course I remember the blood flowing in the river, the tired bones, and the layers of dead people. The swordsmen who wielded the sword could not forget it, but others have forgotten it. They forgot the blood shed by the swordsmen in Desert City, thinking that The peace now falls from the sky, and the respect for Mozhong City is not as good as one day. As a result, several white-faced ghosts' robberies and killings have caused them to be extremely frightened. For more than a year, they have flattered and flattered against Mozhong City. ."

"Yu Jin, you are right, I want them to remember their fears in the old days. It is they who have lost the swordsman in Desert City!"

"I just want them to remember my achievements forever."

Mu Congyun doesn't eat that so-called threat either.

Maybe he just pushed the boat along the way, annoyed that the residents of Xiangzhou didn't respect him as much as before.

Those flowers, praise, and gratitude were there back then. But these ardent emotions accompany the passage of time, but they tend to calm down, and moving is just an emotion.

He still wants to clean up a little bit and prove that he is also a person who has been let down by the world.

In any case, Mu Congyun has also made contributions to this world.

"What's more, only proper fear can make the soldiers of Xifeng be vigilant and make them more bloody. In this world, light and darkness are all born together. Without thieves, wherever there are heroes, how can you be a man? The courage of the blood? So the resurrection of the white-faced ghost, so that everyone has such a small sacrifice, it is not to be feared at all."

Mu Congyun also found a little theoretical foundation, and he was even more able to prove that he was right.

All of this is logical and logical.

In this world, no one will do so-called wrong things.

He suddenly grasped Xiao Yujin's wrist tightly and pinched Xiao Yujin's wrist pain.

Xiao Yujin endured and endured, trying not to say anything, but now she finally couldn't bear it. She shook off hard: "Mu City Lord, I, I really regret knowing you."

These words proved that Mu Congyun was useless to wash white, and even reached out his hand to slap Mu Congyun on the face, making Mu Congyun's face extremely ugly.

The wind in the wasteland, with a bit of blood, blew on Yue Hongyu's cheeks.

The village in front of me was washed and plundered by white-faced ghosts not long ago. These thieves robbed food and property, and after looting, they slaughtered the hundreds of people in the village.

The Mozhongcheng flag was originally hung on the wooden pole at the head of the village, but now it has been chopped into two pieces, and it has been trampled on.

This slaughter has not lasted more than a day, and there is still blood lingering in the wind, but it has already attracted flies and insects.