Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, the Murong Lian leisurely entered Xi He's residence with a group of Wang Shu Mansion's attendants.
The people he brought with him were all dressed in blue-gold noble robes with bat emblems embroidered on them. When this group of cultivators in blue-gold robes entered the residence, they were like a knife, instantly cutting apart the attendants brought by Zhou He.
No one expected that the Murong Lian would come in the middle of the night, nor did they know what he wanted. Therefore, everyone was silent and looked at him in confusion.
Only the dog, Fan Dou, did not feel any malice when it saw the Murong Lian. Probably because it had plundered a lot of money from the Murong Lian in the Fallen Plum Garden, it jumped up excitedly and ran around the Murong Lian happily.
"Awoo! Woof! Woof! Woof! "
"…" Gu Mang felt like he had been betrayed by his brother.
The big black dog jumped up and down while wagging its tail and barking. At the same time, it used its head to rub against the Murong Lian's left hand. However, the Murong Lian had no pity for animals. He suddenly waved his wide sleeves and said, "Where did this dog come from? Its saliva is all over my clothes. Hurry up and drag it away!"
Li Wei hurriedly said, "Yes, yes! Aiyo, Lord Wangshu, we are honored by your presence. My apologies for not going out to meet you. "As he spoke, he ordered someone to put a collar on Fan Dou and bring him to the backyard.
"Woo …" Fan Dou looked back with its long tongue sticking out, reluctant to part with the Murong Lian. After a long time, it was finally dragged away by the attendants.
The Murong Lian heaved a sigh of relief and rolled his eyes. He lowered his eyes and tidied up his luxurious brocade sleeves, muttering in a low voice, "Like a madman, like a mad dog."
After the commotion, everyone came back to their senses and began to pay their respects to the Murong Lian one after another. The status of the people present was not high. The only noble was Zhou He. However, Zhou He's bloodline was not as high as the Murong Lian's, so he also stood up according to the rules and paid his respects to the Murong Lian.
However, Zhou He himself was a freak who was proficient in magic, so he only bowed to those who were truly capable. According to Zhou He's words, trash like the Murong Lian was like "after all the noble blood has been sucked dry, all that's left on the body is dregs". Therefore, his salute was somewhat perfunctory.
"Lord Wangshu."
The servants behind Zhou He also bowed their heads and saluted, "Greetings to the Lord Wangshu."
Among the people in the room, only Gu Mang did not move. Gu Mang was still sitting in the same place. To others, he seemed to be a fool, but at this moment, he was quietly observing the master he had served for nearly twenty years.
Gu Mang was very familiar with the Murong Lian's habits, so he could easily notice that something was wrong with the Murong Lian today. This kind of abnormality was reflected in Murong Lian's attire.
The Murong Lian was a person who loved to be extravagant. He liked to flaunt his noble birth and wealth all the time like a peacock spreading its tail.
He was not like Mo Xi. A noble like Mo Xi did not care about money, and did not like to be extravagant. He was also not like Meng Ze. Although a noble like Meng Ze's clothes and shoes were exquisite and expensive, others could not see it. She was very low-key.
Murong Lian was the type of person who would constantly say "Ben Wang is very rich". Taking a whiff of 'Floating Life Is Like A Dream' would be filled with the smell of gold coins. Even from a distance of two li, his clothes and accessories would give people a sense of extravagance.
Therefore, when he went out, he used to fasten the most expensive gold and jade ornaments on his hair. It was a bit heavy, but it didn't matter. The key was that it had to be shiny.
It was best if it could blind people's dog eyes.
But tonight, the Murong Lian did not shine much.
Although he was wearing a sapphire blue robe with gold edges, under the robe was not the light blue undershirt, but a white silk undershirt. It was the same for his hair. Tonight, he used a simple sandalwood hairpin to fix his hair. At first glance, it was obvious that he was cooped up at home, and only wore it for comfort when he did not want to see anyone.
Obviously, the Murong Lian left in a hurry this time. He only had time to put on a robe, and did not even have time to comb his hair.
Gu Mang could not help but feel slightly confused. Zhou He had collected the Black Demon Gu Worms yesterday and wanted to take him to the trial, so he rushed over to bring him.
But why did the Murong Lian come?
At the same time, the Murong Lian lifted his peach blossom eyes and scanned the room. His gaze paused on Zhou He for a moment, and then fell on Gu Mang.
Gu Mang and he looked at each other.
But at this time, an accident happened. For some reason, the moment Gu Mang met the Murong Lian's gaze, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain. It was as if something in his brain had burst out with a heart-wrenching scream, and it wanted to escape in fear and anger.
He suddenly raised his hand to support his brow and closed his eyes. There seemed to be a thick blood color spreading in front of his eyes, and there seemed to be a distorted voice roaring in his ears.
"Let me go … Let me go!!!"
"I want you to live a life worse than death — a life worse than death!!"
The blood was like a tidal wave, and some intertwined fragments flashed in front of his eyes. He saw corpses piled up like a mountain, and blood paste seeped into the cracks in the bricks of the city wall. The twilight reflected the world, and broken halberds sank into the sand.
An extremely tyrannical pleasure suddenly arose in his heart, and he clamored to see even more deaths. He seemed to be flashing through this purgatory in the mortal world. Boundless scarlet red covered the heavens and the earth as it pressed down, and the dense smell of blood almost seeped into the depths of his bones. He could not describe what he was feeling, but extreme pleasure was accompanied by extreme pain.
It was as if his soul had been cut in half …
"Gu Mang."
“！”
Suddenly, there was a soft call, as if Gu Mang was suddenly pulled out from the turbulent sea of blood. Gu Mang raised his head, his lips open, and he breathed quickly. He raised his pair of blue eyes to look for the source of the sound.
He met the Murong Lian's fox-like face again.
The Murong Lian took a sip of Floating Like A Dream, and then faintly exhaled the smoke, and then said, "So, you went to Bat Island with Lord Xi He with a straight face. Did you have fun?"
Gu Mang did not speak. After a while, the sharp pain in his skull slowly subsided, and only the warm moisture in his blue eyes remained. His forehead was throbbing in pain. Gu Mang closed his eyes hard and straightened up again.
His lips moved, and according to his muddled appearance when he lost his memory, he whispered, "… Yes. I had fun. "
Li Wei was really forced to cry by the masters. He looked at the Murong Lian, then at Gu Mang, and finally at Zhou He. Then, he lowered his neck, brought a new set of tea and snacks, and served it to the Murong Lian.
"Lord Wangshu, please sit down and have some tea first. Lord Xi He will soon — "
"No need. I'm not looking for Fireball today. " The Murong Lian lifted his soft fingertips, pointed at the tea tray, and pushed it away. Then, he pointed his pipe at Gu Mang and sneered, "I'm looking for him."
Butler Li, "…"
The Murong Lian tidied up his gold-embroidered robe, and faintly said, "Since you've had enough fun, and you've enjoyed enough of your life. Then, get up. "
Everyone looked at the two of them, puzzled.
The Murong Lian said, "Come back with me."
“？？？”
Apart from Zhou He, almost everyone else in the hall was confused and astonished. Gu Mang also sat in his seat without moving, and silently looked at him.
Zhou He was a little annoyed. When he was angry, the mark between his eyebrows became deeper, and his face became even more gloomy. He said, "Lord Wangshu, what is the meaning of this?"
"What else can it mean? Elder Zhou, don't you understand? "The Murong Lian slowly turned his head, and glanced at Zhou He with three white eyes." I'm here to pick up someone. "
Zhou He said, "You're here to pick up someone?"
"Yes." The Murong Lian lazily took another puff of his pipe, held it in his mouth, and spat it out one by one onto Zhou He's body. His smile was as lazy as a flower in spring. But the tongue hidden under the flower bud was as vicious as a snake.
He smiled and said, "Elder Si Shu, I'm here today to pick him up for the Hei Mo experiment."
“！”
If it was said that the hall was stunned before, it should be said that the hall was shocked this time.
Zhou He's complexion was almost as bad as it could get. It looked like he really wanted to use a falcon to rip open the Murong Lian's skull and crush his brains. He probably blocked all the self-restraint in this lifetime to resist getting angry at the Murong Lian. But the sparks in his eyes were already very terrifying, and his gaze was even fiercer than that of a vulture.
"Lord Wangshu." Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "If I remember correctly, the chief elder of the Si Shu table is me, not you."
"Aiyo." The Murong Lian grinned his white teeth, and said sweetly, "Elder Zhou, if I remember correctly, Junshang's cousin is me, not you."
Zhou He suddenly slammed the table and said angrily, "Why are you talking to me about this! What does it have to do with this! "
"How does it have nothing to do with this? Right now, both of us want to do the Hei Mo Trial. Everything is ready, we're only missing this person. "The Murong Lian raised his hand and pointed at Gu Mang," Do you think Junshang will give this person to you, or to me? "
This was simply the most shameless thing about the Murong Lian. He liked to use Junshang to talk about things with just a few sentences, and kept calling him his cousin, but no one else could say anything.
Zhou He's dark purple robes moved up and down with his heavy breathing. Finally, he stared at the Murong Lian, "Lord Wangshu, are you purely looking for trouble for me?"
"What trouble, it's just a coincidence." The Murong Lian raised his hookah pipe and said slowly, "Yesterday, you just happened to gather all the Hei Mo Gu worms, and I'm about the same. Today, I just happened to get a set of Hei Mo incantations, and I need to find someone to fiddle with it. You see, both of us need a dog. It's just that — "
The Murong Lian paused, tilted his chin and pointed at Gu Mang, and continued, "This is a dog that Benwang has raised since childhood, so it's reasonable for Benwang to kill it first."
Zhou He gritted his teeth and said, "You insist on fighting with me, right?"
The Murong Lian's eyes were even more fluttering than the mist in a dream, and his voice was as soft as silk, "Hmm? So what if it is, Elder Zhou wants to act coquettishly with me? "
"…" Zhou He was silent for a moment, and the veins on his forehead were almost visible to everyone around him.
Li Wei thought, It's fine if the two of you fight, and I don't care if you use knives and hookah pipes to stab each other, but can't the two of you go outside Xi He's residence and fight each other like dogs?
If this pervert surnamed Zhou really gets angry and stabs the Murong Lian to death, and it happens in Xi He's residence, even my Lord won't be able to get away with it.
He was worried sick at heart, and countless unspeakable bloody scenes played out in his mind. At this time, he suddenly heard Zhou He suppress his anger, and said coldly, "… What if I don't let you do it today?"
The Murong Lian narrowed his eyes and sighed, "Then I'll suggest that you take your little falcon and dig into your brain when you have time. Check if the contents inside are stinky or rotten."
The other party's words were so impolite that the last trace of a sneer on Zhou He's face suddenly disappeared, "Fine, do you have to tear it up so ugly?"
He didn't look away, and only raised his hand, and said to the attendant standing behind him, "Bring it over."
The Murong Lian said indifferently, "What are you going to use to pressure me? I know your family's situation very well. You have a red ink iron certificate left by the late Emperor, but it's used to save your life, not to raise the price. "
Zhou He didn't say anything, and the attendant carefully took out a brocade box wrapped in yellow satin from his Qiankun bag.
When the Murong Lian saw the color of the box, the smile on his face froze.
"You should recognize what this is." Zhou He took the bright brocade box and opened it with a snap, revealing a roll of superior quality Eastern Sea mermaid snow silk.
In the entire Chong Hua, the Eastern Sea mermaid snow silk only had one use.
The Murong Lian suddenly raised his head, and his eyes were agitated, "When did Jun Shang give you the imperial edict?! How come I didn't know about it?! "
Zhou He coldly unfolded the edict, so that the Murong Lian could see the seal and signature on it.
"When Gu Mang returned to the city that year, Jun Shang had already given me the imperial edict. Look carefully, Lord Wangshu, my Judicial Platform was appointed by Jun Shang as the first place to test Gu Mang. "
He paused, and coldly spat out two words in a tone that left no room for discussion, "Get out of the way."
The author had something to say:
Ah Lian: Does anyone hate me today? I'm going to cut my equipment today, I'm not a tank anymore, I'm going to be a well-behaved nurse ~ ~ ~
Fandou: Ow ow ow! Woof woof woof!!!
Ah Lian: What did it say? Who is the tenth level of the dog language translator, explain it to me!
Gu Mang: It said, Ah Lian gege, you're so coquettish.
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