C4

It was already nightfall. In the corner of the Mu Rong family's residence, the lights of the Ling pavilion were still on.

The two's figures intersected on the window, "Young master, you … Slow down … Hmph … " "Darling, you're biting me so hard!"

It sounded like a nosebleed, but it was true that in the room, a man was standing by the bed and talking with a straight face, while a woman was sitting on the bed, shouting with all her might.

This scene lasted for two hours before it turned quiet when the man let out a loud roar. The figure outside the window also disappeared into the darkness.

A strange smile appeared on Mu Rong Han Xing's face as he watched the black figure disappear. After the woman saw the black figure disappear into the distance, she couldn't help but worry for the black figure and the owner behind him.

"Mistress, what should we do next?"

"Xiao Yue'er, what do you think is the best place to do on this dark and windy night? "Hrm?"

"Mistress …" Ye Yue smiled bashfully.

"Xiao Yue'er, don't misunderstand me. Young Master, I was talking under a quilt."

As she spoke, she slept with her clothes on. Ye Yue shook her head helplessly at her master's actions.

Before the sun rose, Mu Rong Han Xing brought Hua Kui and Little Wu to the Charm Tower to knock on the closed door.

"Aiyo, who is it?" "In the middle of the day, do you know if the girls are going to rest?"

"Yo!" "Mom, your grandpa has come to send you the Courtesan Belle."

The old procuress opened the door. When she saw that it was Young Master Mu Rong, she immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Young master!" You finally brought Lady Yue back. "If you had been a few days late, I wouldn't have been able to drive down this building."

"Oh?" "Who dares to ask you to close the door for me, mother?"

"Yes, yes, yes …" "What's wrong with Lady Yue?"

"Mom, you know..." Xiao Yue'er will stay for you. "Take good care of her, and come and fetch Xiao Yue'er when the old man is in a good mood."

After saying that, he waved his fan and left. There were also rumors of young master Mu Rong in the city.

Mu Rong Han Xing was leisurely strolling on the street, ignoring the small tail behind him. Unknowingly, she had arrived at the outskirts. Standing under the willow tree, she looked very beautiful from afar. It was a pity that there were always a few fellows who didn't know how to appreciate things, but when they saw that there were only two people left, the little tails started to move.

"After following me for so long, I finally can't hold it in anymore, huh?"

The small tail looked at each other in dismay. They were stunned for a moment before they started attacking Murong Hanxing with their spiritual power.

"What?" The Feng Clan looked down on this Young Master? "I only sent a few of you to kill me?"

"Hmph, Huang Ling thinks highly of you." "Trash."

"Oh?" Trash? "Little Wu, let them see if they can kill me."

Little Wu released her spiritual energy, while Huang Ling's peak aura made the small tails stop.

"What's there to be afraid of? He's alone. If we kill Murong Hanxing, we won't have to worry about food and clothing anymore." "Let's go." one of them said fiercely.

After hearing his words, everyone rushed forward again. Little Wu sent out a few strands of vine to entangle them, before releasing a few more fire elements to burn the few of them to the point they pissed their pants. In the end, he had directly exterminated them with a swing of his sword.

"Little Wu, you're too slow." Young master, do you think that everyone is as abnormal as you?

"Since the show is over, it's about time to come down, that guy on the tree."