Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 97 Lots of secrets "I'm going back to my room," Jing Yirong turned and left.

Nalan Zhenqi stared at Jing Yirong's back, "Actually, Master has changed a lot. She never chatted with us before, nor asked for our opinions. She will not let people who hurt us go, but she It will slowly approach the crowd."

Qiao Shuang'er stared at Nalan Zhenqi intently, "You really respect your master."

"It was the master who taught me how to survive," Nalan Zhenqi would never forget that it was Jing Yirong who brought him by his side in the deep palace, taught him martial arts, and taught him how to be a human being.

Qiao Shuang'er listened, and then looked at you, Crescent Moon, would you be willing to let Nalan Zhenqi make a choice like this?

It will be Xue Tian's birthday in one day, but Xuejiabao hung up white cloths today, and all the servants showed mourning, even the meals brought to the guest room were all vegetarian dishes, and there was no shredded pork. .

"What happened to Xuejiabao?" Qiao Shuang'er asked as she put down her chopsticks, which she couldn't handle.

The servant shook his head, "Today is the anniversary of the eldest young master's death, so please forgive me.

"Eldest young master?" Qiao Shuang'er scratched her head, "How did you die?"

Nalan Zhijin was still drinking the soup, but choked on Qiao Shuanger's question.

"Girl, I'm sorry I can't say more, please take it easy." The servant bowed his head and retreated.

"I don't want to tell even if I'm dead, what's the secret?" Qiao Shuang'er ignored Nalan Zhijin and said to herself.

Jing Yirong looked at her, "A person who is willing to celebrate the anniversary of his son's death in front of the people of Jianghu on the day before his fiftieth birthday must love this son infinitely, and also hope that everyone will not forget Xue Jiabao There was an eldest young master, or there was some connection between the young master of the Xue family and Mu Zixuan, that's why Mu Zixuan hated Xue Jiabao but couldn't do anything himself."

"You are indeed very smart." King Jun Qi stepped into Jing Yirong's room.

Jing Yirong smiled lightly, "King Jun Qi came here uninvited, he didn't just praise me, do you have any news to tell me?"

"If you want to know the relationship between the young master of the Xue family and Mu Zixuan, you can go to the back mountain within the perimeter of Xuejiabao. The tomb of the young master of the Xue family is on the back mountain. If Mu Zixuan is really related to the Xue family If there is any connection with the young master, she will definitely show up on today's important day."

"Why did you tell me such important news, don't forget that we are enemies now." Jing Yirong reminded King Jun Qi.

King Jun Qi smiled, "I like exciting games, so the higher the difficulty, the greater my interest. Only a wonderful and difficult battle will make me feel that life is fun."

Jing Yi was silent, indeed in some respects, King Jun Qi was very similar to her, but he was used to his indifference, while King Jun Qi's coldness brought a little depression, as if there was something suppressed in his heart.

"It's crazy," Qiao Shuang'er said, chewing on the tofu.

Nalan Zhijin nodded in agreement.

"Let's go to the back mountain together after eating." King Jun Qi ignored Qiao Shuang'er's words and said to Jing Yirong.

Jing Yi stood up, "You can go now."

After Jing Yirong stood up, the three Nalan brothers and Xiao Yan naturally followed her, and Qiao Shuang'er wanted to follow Nalan Zhenqi, so she hurriedly put down the bowls and chopsticks to follow, anyway, they were all vegetarian dishes, so they tasted bad after eating. It's better to go and see Mu Zixuan, men's clothes are so heroic, if you change into a female makeup, although it won't be as beautiful as Jing Yi, but it will surely overwhelm the crowd.

When the group arrived at the back mountain, they saw Mu Zixuan standing in front of the tomb from a distance, still wearing a green shirt, and the breeze pointed at her bundled black hair, making her look even paler.

"She always looks sick, why is she ranked third? Iron gourd won't play tricks on you." Qiao Shuang'er looked at Mu Zixuan's figure from a distance, so thin.

"He dare not." "He dare not."

Jing Yirong and King Junqi spoke in unison again, both of them were arrogant and arrogant.

Nalan Qingyi looked at the two with complicated expressions. They had so much in common that he felt dangerous.

The group of people stood behind the tree and did not move forward. With the internal strength of King Junqi and Jing Yirong, they could completely hear every word Mu Zixuan said in front of the tomb.

The word 'Xue Yu' on the stele is like a knife stabbed in my heart. Although the scar has been pulled out, there has been no news. Every year today, it will be torn apart abruptly, making people feel unable to breathe. He didn't know whether it was hate or love, and all his emotions had been buried in the soil following his death.

"Do you think I won't touch Xuejiabao if you die?" Mu Zixuan's eyes were full of complex emotions, "Your death can't make my hatred disappear at all. The old Taoist Xuanyang once said that it can make Xuejiabao go away." The family castle that was destroyed will appear this year. It is time for the prophecy to come true. I will quietly watch all the people in Xuejiabao die in front of me one by one. I will use their baptism to honor my clansmen. .”

Every word of Mu Zixuan is engraved with heavy pain, and her thin body can't bear any more heavy emotions.

In the distance, Nalan Zhijin moved his body, and it was too tiring to maintain the same posture, and he didn't want to step on the branch with his foot.

Mu Zixuan immediately turned around, "Who?"

Nalan Zhijin lowered his head nervously, Jing Yirong and Jun Qi glanced at each other, and walked towards Mu Zixuan openly.

"How much have you heard?" Mu Zixuan asked coldly.

"It's not too much, but it's not too little either. Because you don't say much, you can't solve the doubts in your heart after listening to every word." Jing Yirong admitted generously.

Mu Zixuan looked at Huijing's clothes quietly, and moved away without saying a word.

When Mu Zixuan and Jing Yirong were about to pass each other, Jing Yirong said again, "I suddenly want to see what kind of skills Mr. Mu has, so that he can be ranked third in the world."

"Are you sure you want to see it?" Mu Zixuan asked meaningfully.

Jing Yirong nodded, "I'm really curious."

Mu Zixuan's eyes searched the crowd, and finally fell on Nalan Zhijin, and walked towards Nalan Zhijin with a smile.

"Don't touch him." Jing Yirong said.

"You don't need to be nervous, I just want him to see what he wants to see most now." Mu Zixuan squatted down in front of Nalan Zhijin, and handed Nalan Zhijin, "Thinking about what you want to see most now." people."

Nalan Zhijin glanced at Jing Yirong, then handed his hand to Mu Zixuan, thinking of the figure of his Yesi dream in his mind.

Mu Zixuan held Nalan Zhijin's hand, a ray of light bloomed from between the two clasped hands, it was so bright that people couldn't help but block their eyes, Mu Zixuan looked like a shining light from a distance. Nalan Zhijin was surrounded by her light, and everything in front of Nalan Zhijin's eyes suddenly began to change. Through the light, he saw his mother appearing in front of him with a smile. She stretched out her hand and said softly to herself: " Zhijin, hold mother, mother will take you to hide and seek."

"Mother..." Nalan Zhijin's eyes were full of infatuation, "Mother, you are back."

Jing Yirong watched in a daze as Nalan Zhijin took her hand, calling mother.

Mu Zixuan looked at Jing Yirong, "My skill is illusion. The scene he sees now is what she wants to see and desire most. I can make people live in the illusion of happiness forever, and I can also make people live forever Live in painful memories."

"Mother, I'm going to find my master to practice martial arts. Can you pick me up later?" Nalan Zhijin's innocent voice was melodious, and there was only joy on his cheeks. Can affinity masters exist at the same time?

Jing Yirong held Nalan Zhijin's hand, feeling the tingling pain.She couldn't realize Nalan Zhijin's dream.

"Don't worry, he will wake up from the illusion in a while." Mu Zixuan turned and left, "Whoever destroys Xuejiabao will be his."

Jing Yirong handed Nalan Zhijin over to Nalan Zhenqi. She really couldn't see Nalan Zhijin's eager and happy eyes. For the first time, she felt a painful feeling of destroying a beautiful dream. Nalan Zhijin The wound in her heart is no longer something she can soothe.

"Jing Yirong, just now Mu Zixuan said that Taoist Xuanyang predicted that the person who will destroy Xuejiabao will appear, do you think it is you or me?" King Jun Qi asked with great interest.

Jing Yirong sneered, "I won't speculate on things that didn't happen, but I'm going to make a decision on Mu Zixuan."

Mu Zixuan's illusion opened Jing Yirong's horizons, he did not expect such a person to exist, and thought of Ye Xieming's appearance out of thin air, did he also use illusion?Thinking about it now, it seems not.

His eyes fell on the tombstone, what is the relationship between Xue Yu, the young master of the Xue family, and Mu Zixuan? Mu Zixuan's illusion is so powerful that it should be more than enough to deal with a mere Xuejiabao, why can't he do it.

Jing Yirong asked everyone to go back to their rooms, but she wandered around in Xuejiabao.She firmly believed that Mu Zixuan and Xue Jiabao must have secrets.

"Who are you?" A thick voice came from behind, and Jing Yirong turned around.The old man in front of him was tall, tall and straight, although he was old and energetic, there was an inviolable majesty in his eyes, "Who are you?"

Xue Tian was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that someone would not recognize him, "Xue Tian, ​​the master of Xuejiabao."

"You are Xue Tian?" Jing Yirong looked him up and down. He thought that the famous Xuejiabao Lord had at least a benevolent face. There is a layer of gloom in the eyebrows that cannot be ignored.

Xue Tian was slightly surprised by Jing Yirong's attitude, "Who the hell are you? I haven't seen a girl who dares to speak so impolitely."

"Jing Yirong," Jing Yirong spoke concisely.

"Are you Jing Yirong?" Apart from astonishment, there was another kind of incomprehensible gaze hidden in Xue Tian's eyes, as if he was thinking of something.

Jing Yirong looked at Xue Tian, ​​"Why does Fortress Xue know me? I'm already so famous?"

"I have admired you for a long time, and I have been waiting for you for a long time." Xue Tian said meaningfully, "Tomorrow is my fiftieth birthday. I hope Miss Jing will have a good time."

"With Lord Xue's warm hospitality, I will definitely have a good time." Jing Yirong smiled.

Xue Tian nodded, then walked away, with a flash of light in his eyes, he walked all the way to Taoist Xuanyang's residence, and pushed open the door, "The person you said can destroy my Xuejiabao, I I've seen her just now, and she's just a yellow-haired girl, the Lord of the castle wants to see how she destroys the Xuejiabao that I built with my own hands."

"Master Xue, she should not be underestimated." Taoist Xuanyang walked towards Xue Tian, ​​"The destiny cannot be violated, the end of the Xue family castle is approaching, I advise Lord Xue to obey the destiny."

"Delusion!" Xue Tian glared at Taoist Xuanyang, "As long as I can keep Xuejiabao, I will stop at nothing. I don't care about destroying another family."