As soon as Ye Lanling's words fell, Murong Yafeng and Ye Qinghuan walked in.

"Because you never thought that someone would be able to find out the truth, and before that, you were sure that the palace guards would not dare to meddle with your affairs!" Ye Qinghuan's tone was cold and indifferent.

Ye Lanling turned around lightly, and frowned slightly when he saw the blood stain on the corner of Ye Qinghuan's mouth.

But he soon sneered: "Qinghuan, don't think that you know me best. I really didn't do it! ”

After that, he sat down for a long time, flicked his long sleeves slightly, and said in a lazy tone: "Of course, if you have to count this matter on my head, I am not afraid of you seeking revenge." ”

There was a hint of a smile in that lazy and casual look.

As if to say: I don't have a single weakness in my body, and you don't dare to kill me, even if you think I did it, what can you do about me?

Ye Qinghuan's eyes were extremely cold, and his fists under his sleeves were slightly clenched.

She didn't believe that there were other people who could do such a thing except for the pervert of Ye Lanling!

After all, Yelanling had the motive to kill Mu Qingmao, while the others did not.

What's more, in such a short period of time, and with such deep strength, who can cut off Mu Qingmiao's ribs with one finger except Yelanling, and still be unaware?

"I can't imagine that you are a bastard who dares to do it." Murong Yafeng curled the corners of her beautiful lips, and after helping his sister to sit down, she looked at Yelanling with a sneer.

Ye Lanling frowned, and said lightly: "In order to occupy your sister, you don't recognize your six relatives, anyone can kill you, and even I have dedicated a secret to you to escape your clutches." You killed Lord Mu Shaobao by mistake, but you want to push it on my head? ”

He sneered: "I'm sorry, I don't recognize this account." ”

"I didn't kill Lord Mu Shaobao, I never thought of killing him!" Murong Yafeng gritted his teeth slightly, and glanced nervously at the sister beside him, and reiterated: "I am very measured, I just don't want him to get close to my sister, I don't have the heart to kill him!" ”

"You didn't want to kill him, but he just died." Ye Lanling propped up her chin with one hand, her eyes shining: "Murong Yafeng, do you dare to say that you never thought that everyone around your sister would die, including Murong Jiu?" ”

Murong Yafeng's expression was shocked, and she looked at Ye Qinghuan more and more nervously.

Ye Qinghuan's eyes were unharmed, and after glancing at Murong Yafeng lightly, he hooked his lips and looked at Ye Lanling with a sneer: "Ye Lanling, you don't have to go to great lengths to provoke the relationship between our sister and brother - I naturally believe in my own brother more than you!" ”

The implication is that all of Ye Lanling's actions are in vain, she will not believe Ye Lanling's words and doubt her own brother.

Murong Yafeng breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, her face was a little secretly happy, and she glanced at Ye Lanling sarcastically.

Anyway, Yelanling is an outsider!

"Qing Huan is really so sure?" Ye Lanling playfully hooked his lips, not in a hurry or annoyed.

Ye Qinghuan only hooked her lips coldly and stopped talking.

"Okay, then I'll make a bet with Qing Huan." Ye Lanling sat up straight with an interesting face, snapped his slender jade-like fingers in the air, hooked his lips and smiled: "After half a year, Murong Jiu will definitely return to Dongchu, and the Demon Society will be used by him, and at that time, ...... Murong Jiu can naturally reveal who did Mu Qingmiao's death today! ”

What the?

Ye Qinghuan's heart was shocked!