Demon Emperor Crazy Concubine: Waste wood will defy the sky

第1344章 隐门（九）

"What? Master Zuoshi doesn't believe me?" Wen Ya twitched her lips, "After the matter of the Murong family is dealt with, I will give you Wen Yue who is intact. If she is a little bit damaged, then my Fate is at your disposal."

Zuo Shi didn't say much, and after a long time, he slowly said: "With your guarantee, I can rest assured. Now I will send someone to solve the Murong family's affairs. If you are fine, you can leave here first."

There was a smile on Wen Ya's face, she took a last look at Zuo Shi, then turned around and walked towards the door.

The moment she turned around, her beautiful face suddenly turned cold.

Of course she would give him Wen Yue who was intact, because her torment of Wen Yue was absolutely beyond the surface, so what could this silly boy see?
However, the intelligence quotient of the hidden door left envoy is no more than that.

Always being used by others and still counting money...

……

Murong family.

In the elegant study room, there is a faint smell of books. An old man is sitting on a wooden chair, concentrating on flipping through the books in his hand. At this moment, a heart-piercing cry came from the door. It was getting closer and closer, which made him frown.

However, soon he stretched his eyebrows and looked up at the woman rushing from the door.

I saw the woman in a light green dress, unkempt, as if crawling out of a pile of beggars, and rushed towards Murong Yang quickly.And behind her was a group of disciples from the Murong family, all of them lowered their heads in silence, not even daring to raise their heads.

Seeing this scene, Murong Yang's heart skipped a beat, and before Murong Qian arrived in front of him, he softly comforted him.

"Xiaoqian, did you fail the assessment? It doesn't matter, even if you can't enter the hidden door, it doesn't matter. Grandpa didn't worry about you going there."

"grandfather!"

Murong Qian threw herself into Murong Yang's arms, crying miserably, and because she came back crying all the way, her voice became hoarse, even worse than that of a crow.

"Xiaoqian..."

Murong Yang just wanted to touch Murongqian's head, suddenly, the crying woman raised her head...

When he saw the obvious scar on her face, Murong Yang was startled and almost rolled off the chair.

At this time, Murongqian's face still had dried up blood stains, her pair of red and swollen big eyes like copper bells were full of resentment, she looked like a lunatic, she was no longer as pretty as before.

"Who?"

Murong Yang came back to his senses, stood up angrily, and slapped the table: "Who hurt you like this? Who is it?"

"Grandpa, it's Wen Ya!" Murong Qian gritted her teeth resentfully, "It was the people from the Wen family who stole my Spirit Gathering Pill, but I haven't settled with the Wen family yet, Wen Ya took me away just to protect the disciples of the Wen family. I was injured, Grandpa, you have to make the decision for me!"

Murong Qian wept miserably, but the hatred in those eyes did not diminish at all, on the contrary it became even worse.

She didn't mention at all that she was the first to confront the disciples of the Wen family, but shifted all responsibility to Wen Ya.

"The Wen family? Hahaha!"

Murong Yang laughed back angrily: "What a Wen family, how dare you hurt my precious granddaughter! Come, prepare troops, I'll go and crush that damned Wen family right now!"

(End of this chapter)