Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

The shrill cry resounded through the sky, making Fan Tianluo and Mu Yu's backs tremble, just when they thought that Third Young Master Murong was doomed, a clear voice shouted: "Stop!"

I saw a red and blue light and shadow flying over the street, followed by the sound of weapons delivery, and then several figures approached at high speed, and finally the four men in black fled in four directions.

"Third brother! Third brother!" Fan Tianluo and Mu Yu looked at each other with an anxious call, and they ran over quickly. They were not going to save people, they knew themselves.

In that alley, Third Young Master Murong was lying on the ground, bloodstained all over his body, in a state of embarrassment, one thigh and one arm had knife marks deep into the bones, his handsome face was ashen, due to excessive blood loss, Already delirious, a pair of eyes are very dimly opened.

There was a light blue figure squatting beside him, it was Murong Yin whom Fan Tianluo and the others knew, he took out a bottle of medicine pill and gave it to Third Young Master Murong to swallow quickly, and then directly picked him up.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Fan Tianluo and Mu Yu, and he was slightly taken aback and said: "So it's Miss Fan and Brother Mu Yu, I'm telling you a joke, my third brother is seriously injured, first we have to go to the mansion, you two should see the whole process Now, can you tell me who is going to murder my third brother?" Murong Yin's voice was hoarse, his eyes were red, and he was very sad.

"Yin'er! How about Qinghua?" A middle-aged man came quickly, and when he saw Murong Qinghua in Murongyin's arms, his square face suddenly became furious and hideous, "How could this happen! Who did it! Lao Tzu To kill them!"

After roaring for a while, Murong Qinghua hurriedly and anxiously snatched it into his arms, with tears in his old eyes, he said, "Qinghua, Qinghua, how do you feel? Dad is late!"

"Third Uncle, don't be sad, just take Third Brother back." Murong Yin said quickly, reached out and patted Third Uncle's back, staring at Murong Qinghua in his arms, his handsome face was full of worry and sadness, but Looking at Murong Qinghua, who had almost lost her arms and legs, through her clear eyes, a coldness flashed across her face, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

This scene was very subtle, but it happened to fall into Fan Tianluo's eyes. She was terrified, and unconsciously looked at him a few more times.

Murongyin looked at her, and then showed a very gentle smile, as if nothing happened just now, Fantianluo felt that she was delusional.

Uncle Murong didn't even look at Fan Tianluo and Mu Yu, and hurried away with his son in his arms.

"Miss Fan, Brother Mu Yu, what happened just now?" After speaking, please gesture again.

After Fan Tianluo told what she saw just now, Murongyin frowned and said: "These four people are very powerful, I don't know who the third brother offended?"

"Could it be something that the third young master brought back this time? I heard him say it's a very precious thing." Mu Yu guessed.

Murongyin said with a deep expression: "Third brother sent a letter back a few days ago and bought a thousand-year-old beast's inner alchemy in the Wucheng Mountains. It is priceless. It is indeed a treasure. It will be auctioned at today's auction."

"I don't think so. Those four men in black didn't come here for treasures at all. I really think they came here to kill Third Young Master Murong. To be more precise, they should come to destroy Third Young Master, because these four people have enough The ability to kill the third young master, but it just cut off his limbs, Master Yin, does your third brother have some enemies who hate him so much?"