Jiangnan Province, which has been smooth for decades, has completely fallen into shock.

First, Ji Qiuhua, a giant whale gang from afar, died inexplicably in Jiangnan Province.

Now, Su Lang's only son, Su Yunchang, is also dead.

Moreover, he was wiped out by Mu Changfeng himself, and afterwards, Su Yunchang's severed head was packed and sent back to Su Mansion in its entirety.

It sounded so terrifying that the eyes of the whole city widened in disbelief.

Even Su Lang would never have imagined that Mu Changfeng would dare to do this.

Today's Jiangnan Road, who doesn't know, he Su Lang covers the sky with one hand, and he dominates alone.

Mo said that it was just a Mu Changfeng, and the heads of the remaining major clans, when they saw him, they had to be respectful and timid.

However, when he was sitting in such a position today, Mu Changfeng dared to kill his son.

This......

It's just Tai Sui's head breaking ground, looking for his own death!

opened the brocade box, looked at Su Yunchang, who was dead, and Su Lang, who was over fifty years old and still imposing, his eyes were so resentful that they were about to ooze red blood.

Behind him, a young man in a black robe stood.

At the age of thirty-four or five, his facial features are ordinary, his eyes are cold, and the whole person exudes a cold aura that cannot be ignored, and he glanced at the brocade box lightly and patted Su Lang's shoulder.

Before and after, it is a sentence, and the festival mourns and changes.

It was the wolf.

One of the seven sons of Yelu Dihong, he was not the most capable, but he was the most tactful.

Therefore, on behalf of the Yelu royal family, he stayed in Jiangnan Province and talked with Su Lang about some business cooperation.

"Mu Changfeng, if you kill my son, Lao Tzu will destroy your nine clans."

Su Lang bit his lower lip tightly, his face full of murderous anger.

At the same time, the five fingers also curled up in one place, making a piercing click.

"The doorman election is about to start, isn't it too reckless to fight with Mu Changfeng now?" Yelu Wolf thought for a moment and reminded.

Su Lang turned his head and said in a cold tone, "What do you mean?" ”

"Could it be that someone Su killed his son, didn't hurry up to take revenge, and let the murderer go unpunished?"

Killing the son is a great revenge, and it is not a common thing.

If you don't report it now, when will you wait?

"Although Mu Changfeng has no authority now, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, if you fight with him now, once you force the opponent, the situation is easy to get out of control."

With Murong Cang's original intention, he still hopes that Jiangnan Province can be safe.

Even if several major clans do not agree with each other, the relationship on the surface must still be maintained, and when the time comes, it is good to get rid of a few families.

However, it is not time to do it with great fanfare.

Su Lang's brows were gloomy, and he said disdainfully, "It's just a Mu Changfeng, Lao Tzu doesn't pay attention to it, what are you afraid of?" ”

"Since Mu Changfeng dares to kill your son, he is ready to deal with all the revenge, if you kill him now, maybe you will fall into his game."

Yelu Cangwolf pondered, "Perhaps, Mu Changfeng's purpose is to fight with you and break the net." ”

Su Lang returned to his seat, his five fingers clenched.

His brow also jumped out of monstrous anger from time to time.

However, Yelu Blue Wolf's words are also worth considering, if he acted blindly recklessly, he Su Lang would not have reached his current position.

"Wait until the doorman campaign is over, and then make plans."

Yelu Wolf said with a final word.

Su Lang couldn't refuse, so he could only acquiesce to Yelu Blue Wolf's suggestion, and the matter of distributing the whole city to search for Ji Qiuhua's murderer was still being maintained.

……

After Ning Chen said goodbye to Mu Changfeng, he did not have the consciousness that a major event was imminent, and he must be vigilant, but rather interested in stop-and-go.

Compared with the rough and heroic customs of the north.

Jiangnan Province seems to have a slow pace, a stronger humanistic atmosphere, and the land of fish and rice pays attention to personal life taste.

Walking all the way, the small bridge flows.

The Upong family.

In the evening, on the banks of the river, the smoke curls up.

Wearing the stars and the moon, there is an endless stream of pedestrians who finally return home.

Occasionally, there will be three or two children, holding lanterns, running along the corridor by the river.

"Actually, I like this quiet life."

Ning Chen sat under a pavilion in the corridor, stretched out his five fingers, looked at the bright moon in his sight, and said with a smile.

Ruan Xiaoer was silent.

Little Bunting was confused, after all, she didn't know the specific origin of this young man, and the precious memories left by that time.

The dynasty fights for hegemony, which is not my intention.

Living in seclusion and being unfettered is the life he yearns for.

It's a pity that people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves.

It seems that I remembered the days when I lived in Fengtian with Nalan Guanyin.

Although there is no wind and waves, and there is no name, at least I am really happy.

Where it is like now, it seems to be beautiful, but in fact, I am a little tired of it.

He blinked, holding his head in his hands.

Leaning on the side of the gazebo, feeling the wind and waves caressing your cheeks, you fell asleep.

Ruan Xiaoer immediately took off his coat and gently covered Ning Chen's body, just waiting quietly beside him, neither speaking nor urging.

Little Bunting looked at this scene and felt strange in his heart.

She originally thought that Ruan Xiaoer was just a servant of Ning Chen, but now it seems that the relationship between the two is far from being as simple as she imagined.

"Hey."

looked at Ruan Xiaoer with his hands clasped around his knees, sitting on the side in a daze alone.

Can't help the boring atmosphere, the little bunting called softly.

Ruan Xiaoer turned his head and wondered, "What's wrong?" ”

"He, what is his origin?"

Xiao Caiqi pointed to Ning Chen, who seemed to be asleep, and asked Ruan Xiaoer.

Ruan Xiaoer scratched his head, and took out his signature reply again, "Guess? ”

"I'm guessing you're a big-headed ghost."

Xiao Caiqi muttered and glared fiercely, which was still angry, and he shrank his head and approached Ruan Xiaoer with a step, and pinched him hard before he would give up.

I didn't go back to my original position.

She crossed her legs, propped herself up on her seat with both hands, and staggered, "It's the first time I've grown up like this and I've met someone as powerful as him." ”

"Me too."

Ruan Xiaoer hit it off with Little Bunting.

It seems that he is still unwilling, so he continued to stick to Ruan Xiaoer and said secretly, "Just tell me, what is his origin?" It's a soldier and a horse, a prince, and a young marshal, so mysterious?! ”

"You'll find out in a while."

Ruan Xiaoer bumped the little bunting with his shoulder and said with a bright smile.

The little bunting glanced at his eyes and warned, "Men and women don't kiss, don't bump into my ......"

"I didn't hear you."

Ruan Xiaoer scratched his head and deliberately pretended to be stupid.

Xiao Caiqi stood on the seat angrily, grabbed the back of Ruan Xiaoer's hand, and stepped on it with one foot, not with much force, intended to warn, "Believe it or not, I'll step on you to death?" ”

Ruan Xiaoer tilted his head and looked at the little bunting quietly.

Xindao, this girl is so cute, just like Lin Youwei who they met by chance on the road?!

(End of chapter)