The invincible chivalrous fragrance of the East

the night before.

It was night when the night was dark, and the evening wind was still carrying a fishy smell. However, an unexpected fire destroyed all of this. It looks grand and solemn, and it becomes more and more intense in the rest building of the owner of the Wanjin Villa.

Miss Xin stood in front of the fire, looking at everything in front of her with some astonishment. The firelight reflected an ominous layer on her charming face. She clenched her hands subconsciously, but found that her hands and feet were already cold, and her face was covered with paint. The bright red Koudan's nails even collided with the cold and hard jade bracelet. She swallowed her saliva and muttered "Villager", pretending to be worried, watching shadow guards in black rushing out of her side and entering the raging fire without hesitation. Among them, my heart was in a mess.

Why did it catch fire?

Whoever dares to murder the owner of the Wanjin Villa must not be a small person in a hurry. Thinking of Murong Chengshuang's recent actions, Miss Xin can guess one or two of them even if she is not smart enough.

All of this points to two unmovable men, one is Shen Youlian, and the other is Zhu Mingsen.No matter which one of these two men can crush her who is as small as dust to death, after all, no matter how high her status in Laixiang Pavilion is, she is just a person who works hard for Murong Chengshuang.

At this moment, she suddenly wished that Murong Chengshuang would just die like this.

But almost at the next moment, Murong Chengshuang's familiar laughter sounded again, and Miss Xin's eyes reflected the somewhat embarrassed figure of the man, just in time to meet Murong's murderous eyes.

"Whoever touches my Wanjin Villa will be killed."

The man pulled out the jade flute at his waist, Miss Xin saw that something was wrong, she turned around and was about to escape lightly, but she was shot by a cold nail and fell down in mid-air. The flute broke her tendons in an instant, and in the severe pain, she raised her head suddenly, her chest felt heavy, and she spat out two mouthfuls of black blood, with an innocent face, and said, "Master! Ah Xin doesn't know..."

"I don't know?" Murong Chengshuang sneered,

"You really don't know about your relationship with President Shen?" Murong Cheng laughed angrily, and then moved his hand lightly, and Miss Xin's other hand was easily and cleanly removed.

Hearing this, the woman smiled jokingly, and said, "Since the owner knows, how dare he touch me?"

Murong Chengshuang heard the threat in the woman's tone, his peach blossom eyes twitched, and said: "Yes, yes..." He repeated these words twice, which was enough to show his rare hesitation when he was tyrannical.

"Shen Youlian's sister, the leader of the alliance, how dare I move, huh?"

As soon as these words came out, all the people present were shocked and sighed. Shen Youlian's current status was far different from that of this so-called elder sister.

Murong Cheng withdrew his hands, slightly calmed down his furious mood, and with a casual move, someone dragged Miss Xin who was powerless to fight back.

"Shen Qingxin..." Murong Chengshuang sneered, and then looked at the fire that had finally subsided gradually, with an erratic light in his eyes.

Dongfang, in this way, is resigned to fate.

"Go on, I'm listening." Yishui Pavilion, Buddhist hall, in front of the Buddha statue.

Zhu Mingsen looked at the person in front of him. This person was eloquently reporting the pros and cons. He had a handsome complexion and seemed gentle, but there was a gloom flowing from him.

This person is none other than Zhao Jingman.

"Yes, Second Young Master Zhao, I also think that you are more suitable for the position of Patriarch of the Zhao family than your brother, and it is worthy of your name." Zhu Mingsen smiled, with kindness in his eyes.

Zhao Jingman declined slightly, and said: "The pavilion master has won the award."

Then, there was a moment of silence, Zhao Jingman hesitated for a moment, and then said again: "I wonder if Pavilion Master can let Dongfang go..."

Hearing this, Zhu Mingsen smiled, and said: "It was you who told me about the collusion between my guardian and Shen Youlian, and now you are the one who asked to let him go, Zhao Er, Zhao Er, are you a little too greedy? "

Zhao Jingman frowned, and said: "Please let the master do it."

Zhu Mingsen smiled and said, "Unfortunately, it's too late."

"Too late?" Zhao Jing swallowed his throat and was speechless.

At this time, a subordinate of Yishui Pavilion came in with a lantern, kowtowed, and respectfully said to Zhu Mingsen: "Pavilion Master, Luo Duanzhou asks to see you."

"Let him in."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jingman quickly stood up and prepared to evade.

But the servant said: "Pavilion Master, he has already broken into Xingran Pavilion."

"Who let him in?" Zhu Mingsen asked with a smile.

"Pavilion Master, he holds the Martial Arts Alliance's amnesty order, and no one can stop him." The servant replied.

"It's... wonderful."

Zhu Mingsen squinted and smiled peacefully.

This is the first time Luo Duanzhou has stepped into this place. To be honest, if it is not for business and selfishness, he does not want to get close to this water pavilion.

Right now, he looked around, the layout was quiet, yet exquisite, and when he thought about going on, he might meet his old love, he was always a little apprehensive and expectant, and of course, he also felt guilty.

His eldest son came to the world the day before yesterday. When he saw the youngest son lying beside the exhausted woman, his eyes were a little moist. Although he was used to doing whatever he wanted, the feeling of being a father for the first time was profound. Yes, first, he was grateful for the birth of his eldest son, and second, he thought of Wu Ci'er again.

Isn't that completely impossible.

"A Ci..." Before stepping into the room, he tried to shout.

"Come out and meet me, let's stop making trouble, shall we?" There was still no response.

He laughed at himself, waved his hand, and asked the guards of Yishui Pavilion.

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Thank you for the ghostly thunder, ok╭(╯3╰)╮