Tang Ye originally wanted to persuade Murong Qingshan through the fact that Murong Duyu had been hit by the living Gu, so that Murong Qingshan would withdraw from the Xuanhuang plan, even if he didn't help the slave of the python, he should not be the enemy of the slave of the python. But he never expected that after the matter progressed to a critical step, he fell into the game that had already been set up.

However, Tang Ye was also glad that he had found out about this now, otherwise it would be really too difficult to save Granny Mu when the Minister of Fulong pushed out Granny Mu at the last opportunity. At present, he is not afraid that Murong Qingshan will know about the exquisite layout of the living Gu in the twilight rain, because he has already experienced a long conversation with Murong Qingshan, and from the change in Murong Qingshan's expression, he can see that Murong Qingshan has a great appreciation for him, which can be used, at least it can play a delaying role.

Tang Ye said to Murong Qingshan: "Maybe I shouldn't have mentioned to you that I was caught in the living Gu in the twilight rain. ”

"Why?" Murong Qingshan wondered.

Tang Ye smiled bitterly and said, "I have been tricked." ”

"Perhaps...... The same cannot be said either. Tang Ye added.

Murong Qingshan frowned and was puzzled, looking at Tang Ye and waiting for him to explain.

Tang Ye sat back in his seat, pondered for a while, and said: "The Mu Ruji you mentioned, I know, I call her Granny Mu, she is a slave of the python. ”

Murong Qingshan was silent and stared at Tang Ye tightly.

Tang Ye also stared at him closely. Murong Qingshan needs to sort out and think about it to see if he wants to believe Tang Ye.

Tang Ye didn't explain too much, he was waiting for Murong Qingshan's answer.

Smart people deal with people and don't need to say much.

After being silent for a long time, Murong Qingshan finally spoke: "I believe in you, but you must also have your own doubts. ”

Tang Ye nodded and said, "I don't ask you to believe me, the current situation is to save the twilight rain first." As long as Twilight Rain is saved, the truth of everything will come out. ”

"How can you save Twilight Rain?" asked Murong Qingshan.

Tang Ye pondered for a while and said, "I need my uncle's help in the investigation, such as thinking about the people of Miao Jiang who have been in contact with Twilight Rain, or the people of Miao Jiang who have been in contact with Twilight Rain. These two are different, you know?"

Murong Qingshan nodded and said, "I will investigate as soon as possible and list anyone who has any dislikes." ”

"Good. Tang Ye said: "I will also use my own means to investigate this matter and give you a satisfactory result." ”

Murong Qingshan said, "I need a deadline. ”

Tang Ye shook his head and said, "This deadline is meaningless, it is mainly to save the twilight rain." If you can't save the twilight rain, even if you give me a month, it's useless. But if you can save Twilight, even if you only give me one day, it will be enough. ”

"I just want to put a little pressure on you. Murong Qingshan didn't give up his conditions because of Tang Ye's words, and said, "Now that the situation in Duyu is quite stable, then I'll give you seven days." If there is no result of the twilight rain in seven days, I will start to attack the slave of the python. ”

Tang Ye stared at Murong Qingshan and squinted, and said, "You should know that you can do that, and I can do that." With the accident of the python slave, the minister of the dragon is also sad. ”

Murong Qingshan looked at Tang Ye with a resolute attitude, and said, "Then you can only lose both." ”

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After Tang Ye said goodbye to Murong Qingshan, his mood was not high. The negotiation with Murong Qingshan did not get the result he wanted, and he was calculated by the ministers of Fulong, and he was a little depressed in his heart. Even if he knew the exquisite layout of the Minister of Fulong in advance, he still felt uncomfortable, and he walked with a cold expression, which was quite scary.

Back in the room, Ling Yun had already fallen asleep on the bed, and Tang Ye sat cross-legged on the carpet that Ling Yun had helped lay out, sorting out Murong Dusk's living Gu in the rain. He had already asked Tang Manhong to investigate the grass ghost woman who had a relationship with Granny Mu back then, whether it was a friend or an opponent. and in addition to the wooden mother-in-law, other powerful grass ghost women who can be able to grow living Gu.

Tomorrow, he was going to inspect Murong Duyu's body, and he might be able to detect what the changing blocking Gu poison in Murong Duyu's body was. If you know that Gu poison, and cooperate with the information on Tang Manhong's side, it will not be too difficult to investigate the person who has planted a live Gu.

Tang Ye finished sorting out things and was about to lie down to rest when he suddenly leaned on a person behind him, he was stunned, and he didn't know when Lingyun got out of bed and leaned behind him.

"Yun'er, what's wrong?" Tang Ye asked softly.

Lingyun was silent for a while and said, "You're angry, don't look like this." ”

"Is there one?" Tang Ye didn't look like he was talking and laughing as usual, his tone was calm, and he didn't admit or deny Lingyun's words.

Lingyun is a person who cultivates the Tao of Happiness, and she usually focuses on the most important situation, and she has seen the situation in Tang Ye these days, and she is very worried. As Murong Qingshan said, the current situation in Tang Ye, in addition to the anger that has been accumulating from the constant killing, there is also an arrogant temper that he began to develop after being a top martial artist. It's not that he has become arrogant, but after becoming a top martial artist, and then being provoked and calculated by those who are much less powerful, his qi will be heavier, so that if he accumulates more, his body and mind will be slowly affected.

This is a process that every warrior needs to go through, and those who preacher are no exception. The reason why the preachers are so good-tempered today is that they have been immersed in cultivating through the period of violent mood. This matter is very important to the martial artist, if it is not handled well, it will become a demon, and then the whole person will be blackened.

Lingyun didn't want to see a blackened Tang Ye, and said softly, "Are you really that angry?"

Tang Ye turned his head to look at Ling Yun, who was looking at him with a pair of clear eyes. At this time, Lingyun did not usually stare at Tang Ye when she was angry, and she did not "hum" to express her disdain and disdain for Tang Ye, as if she had become a confidante, except that she was a little younger. Tang Ye looked at such Lingyun and had an illusion, as if Lingyun had grown up.

"Also...... Don't be so angry. Tang Ye's accumulated anger in his heart was indeed ready to reach an eruption, but looking at such a spiritual rhyme, his mood suddenly improved a lot, and he had a feeling of openness and cheerfulness.

Lingyun smiled, stood up, no longer leaned on Tang Ye's body, walked back to the bed, turned her back to Tang Ye, gritted her white teeth and said, "You don't want to look like that, I'm still ...... Like the way you used to be......"

As she spoke, Lingyun's small hands were intertwined at the corners of her clothes, looking very nervous, covering up Tang Ye from seeing it.

Tang Ye smiled and said, "Then can you play me a tune?" If you can, give me another dance." ”

"You think beautifully, hum!" Ling Yun changed back to the way she liked to hum at Tang Ye with her mouth puffed out, she was not squeamish and cute, she got into the quilt and covered her head motionlessly, her little face was flushed.

Tang Ye laughed, his mood became very cheerful, and he was full of gratitude to Lingyun. The anger he has accumulated in his heart is indeed very heavy, and at this time, he has to pull Lingyun, and the effect is much greater than it seems.

No matter how far Tang Ye grows in the future, Lingyun is a noble person he can't live without.

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