Xi Rong narrowed his eyes to look at him, but did not accept the move, but slid straight back.
His voice was cold: "Why did you kill me?"
He was sure that this was the first time he had seen the boy in front of him.
Wei Qing's black pupils shone brightly, and his eyes were filled with red blood in an instant.
It contains a deep killing intent.
Xirong was startled by his sudden burst of killing intent.
"Because you deserve to die!" Wei Qing roared in a low voice, using his kung fu to fight Xi Rong with his bare hands.
Xirong knew that it was not an option for him to hide all the time, so he could only go forward.
Just in time He also wanted to try the young man's skills.
Fortunately, because of Wei Qing's special proton status, there is a somewhat cool open space in front of this house.
In the middle of the night, no one came.
Xirong fought him very seriously, the more he fought against him, the more astonished he became.
The skill of the young man in front of him is frighteningly high.
Xirong looked at Wei Qing with some difficulty.
The red blood in the boy's eyes was like a spider's web, covering the entire pair of eyes, and there was deep resentment and killing intent in the eyes.
kill! kill! kill!
The voice filled my mind.
As if losing his mind, his nerves were bitten and controlled, and he ran straight towards the opposite person with killing intent.
Xirong finally realized something was wrong.
This young man seems to be controlled by his killing intent?
"Stop!" Xi Rong yelled coldly.
However, Wei Qing roared like an explosion, even if he was injured, he didn't care, and only focused on attacking Xi Rong.
Sweat dripped from Xirong's forehead.
The boy is so reckless, he is very likely to be seriously injured.
Just when he was thinking this way, Wei Qing's figure suddenly stopped.
As if frozen in place, motionless.
Xirong finally had a chance to relax and breathe, he breathed slightly, his eyes full of doubts.
The killing intent in Wei Qing's mind has not weakened in the slightest, but his eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and his body is also more and more incessant.
Consciousness seems to have fallen into the sea and was submerged.
With a sound of "touch¡ª", Wei Qing fell straight to the ground, and passed out in a coma.
Xi Rong stabilized and looked at him.
He and this young man have never met, the only person who has a common acquaintance is Leng Weiyuan.
Could it be
Xirong's eyes flickered slightly, thinking of something, he turned his head and left without looking at the boy on the ground for a year.
Mu Ran was a little puzzled.
What is this about Xirong Didn't he play Feng Qiuhuang for him during the day?
Why is it that he wants to go in and see him now, but he refuses in every possible way?
The eunuch blocking the door had a troubled expression on his face: "Your Majesty, my servant It's not like this servant won't let you in, but it's Mr. Xirong who said he doesn't want to see you."
"Really?" Mu Ran turned his head to look at him, full of disbelief.
The eunuch's waist was deeply bent, and his face could not be seen clearly.
Mu Ran saw his exposed bronze ears.
Mu Ran asked suspiciously: "Why haven't I seen such a dark eunuch like you?"
Andthe sound seems a little strange.
All the eunuchs and maids in the palace are so white that it is outrageous. There is no sign of suffering at all, why is there such a dark eunuch here?
The eunuch froze, he smiled embarrassingly, and whispered in a sharp, hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, this slave is born with dark skin."
"Really?" Mu Ran glanced up and down at him meaningfully. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com