Chapter 2516 Secret Letter
After leaving Team Qingtian, Murong Ziyue was like putting on a mask.

Xin Lin used a lot of strength to take off this mask.

But at this moment, it has returned to its original state.

"How about it, knowing that your father was probably killed by your best friend's relatives, isn't it uncomfortable?"

The blood-clothed young master continued to treat him coldly as if he hadn't heard Murong Ziyue's words.

The war horse neighed long, and Murong Ziyue reined in the reins.

Her eyes were like torches, and an astonishing fighting spirit burst out from her body.

She glared angrily at the blood-clothed young master in front of her.

"If you talk nonsense again, I will kill you!"

"Tsk, you look a bit like my wife."

The blood-clothed young master grabbed Murong Ziyue's reins, Murong Ziyue's expression changed, and the whip in his hand was thrown towards the blood-clothed young master's face.

The latter had been on guard for a long time, when he squeezed his fingers together, the horsewhip woven of animal tendons was directly shattered by him.

He flicked the horse's head violently, the horse roared loudly, and even the horse and Murong Ziyue were thrown to the ground with an animal weighing five or six hundred catties.

There was the sound of bones breaking, the horse let out a mournful cry, and blood and tears flowed from its mouth, nose and eyes.

Murong Ziyue was shocked, she checked the horse's breath, it was already dead.

"brute!"

Murong Ziyue's face turned pale with anger.

The war horse was innocent, and he threw the horse to death directly.

She is a first-blood expert, but she has no strength to parry at this time.

"On the mainland battlefield, there is no one but soldiers. If you lose your horse, just run and catch up."

After the blood-clothed little lord finished speaking, his eyes were indifferent, and the soldiers beside him all burst into laughter.

Murong Ziyue got up from the ground in embarrassment.

Beside them, the war horses had already left one after another.

A page of paper fell in front of Murong Ziyue.

"See clearly, don't try to provoke me again, otherwise, not only you, but also your friends will die with you."

Murong Ziyue grabbed the page, the handwriting on it made her breathless.

She recognized the handwriting.

That's Daddy's handwriting.

The handwriting on the paper was very scribbled, but a frightening fact was written.

Murong Ziyue tore the paper to pieces.

"This is just a rubbing copy. It was originally still in my hands. Before dark, the army will be waiting for you on Luofeng Avenue in front."

The voice of the blood-clothed little lord has completely disappeared.

Murong Ziyue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, she lowered her head, her eyes were unclear.

Finally, she came to the tragic death of the horse, she dug a hole, and buried the horse.

"I can't always protect the people around me well. I know that he is trying to make an example of others, deliberately using you to provoke me. I will not let Xin Lin suffer any harm..."

Murong Ziyue lowered her eyes, staring at the cemetery, she sighed softly, mobilized the true energy in her body, and rushed towards Luofeng Avenue.

If that letter was really written by father, then the things in the letter are likely to be true.

She couldn't let this secret leak out, otherwise, Xin Lin wouldn't be able to gain a foothold in the Eastern Continent.

It's not that she hadn't thought about resisting the blood-clothed young master.

But that person's strength is far from his own, and he has no way to deal with him right now.

She could only ask for compensation. She had to find the original of the letter no matter what.

Only in this way can Xin Lin save himself from danger.

She owes Xin Lin a lot, and this is the only thing she can do for Xin Lin.

(End of this chapter)

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