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Chapter 40 Who is the child

Ling Xuemei howled, and her legs slashed to the ground with one horse. The pain of tearing her apart made her pear blossoms rain. Although Meng Xiang wanted to come forward to help, Mu Xiao stood next to Ling Xuemei, and he didn't dare to go forward.

"Girl, if you do something, you have to pay a price!" Mu Xiao snorted coldly, turned around and walked into the carriage: "Let's go, Uncle Li."

Mu Xiao was too lazy to continue to tear up with these people, so the groom Li Bo naturally no longer had any worries. Anyway, the girl had been packed up. She took the leash, got on the car board, and drove away.

"You won't die well, you will regret it."

Ling Xuemei's angry voice echoed behind her, and Mu Xiao closed his eyes and continued to calm down.

Seeing that the carriage had already left the alley, Meng Xiang hurriedly got up, ran to Ling Xuemei, and wiped her tears with his big hand: "Stop crying, that kid is so amazing, we are no match."

"You trash, you didn't help me, woo..." Ling Xuemei's face was full of grievance and her crying was intermittent.

Meng Xiang was also very embarrassed. It was the first time that he was so embarrassed in front of a woman. If he didn’t take revenge, he would be unable to end his anger. But he was revenge like this, and he killed himself with one hand.

"What are you still standing there? Help me quickly, wuwu..." Seeing Meng Xiang go in a daze, Ling Xuemei roared at him with fists.

Meng Xiang came back to his senses and grabbed her arm, helped her up and said, "Be careful, you didn't break it, right?"

"You want to care? Get out of the waste, I'll go by myself!" Ling Xuemei pushed Meng Xiang away and limped towards the alley.

Her face was full of tears and her eyes were red, and she sobbed while walking. She looked ahead with anger. After walking for a few steps, her legs became weak and she fell to the ground.

Meng Xiang followed up and helped him up suddenly: "Are you okay, why don't I carry you?"

"Brother Xiang, my stomach hurts." Ling Xuemei's face was sweating, her whole body was trembling, and her lips turned white.

Meng Xiang was frightened and angry, and shouted at the six followers who were still struggling on the ground, "Get up quickly and chase that kid for me."

"Head, sure?"

The six people were also afraid. They were instantly knocked down by someone with a palm. Now they still have to chase them. Isn’t this asking for death?

"Come here, help"

Meng Xiang was so confused when he thought about it. No one knew who the boy was just now. He knew very well. He just interrupted Mu Xiao, who was in the west of the city several months ago, and even if he chased him, he would be dead. Now he could only go back to the inn first.

At this time, Mu Xiao had already arrived near Luoyu Inn, got off the carriage and asked the groom Li Bo to go back first, and wanted to take a look in the north of the city.

Although Luoyu Inn has changed its signboard, its business is still deserted and there are no guests at this time. Mu Xiao looked up at the new signboard on the door, which read casually (Zhengbei Tavern).

Mu Xiao stepped in, and there was only one person inside tidying up the table.

"Waiter, give me two pounds of wine and one pound of mutton." Mu Xiao glanced at the inn, as if everything had not changed. He was touched by the scene for a moment, and the previous pictures flashed through his mind.

"There is only wine and peanuts, no meat." The waiter responded in a word, and when he turned around, he screamed: "Brother Mu Xiao, why are you here?"

"Liu San? Why are you here?"

Mu Xiao was also surprised. The waiter in front of him turned out to be Liu San. Didn’t he leave before? Why are he back?

"I came back some time ago." Liu San said while pulling a stool for Mu Xiao: "Bo Hou said he was afraid that the lady would come back one day, so he redeemed the inn from someone else's hands."

What he said was that love is loyal, but he was afraid of having a ghost in his heart. At this time, Mu Xiao was even more sure that Hou Zhengfeng was definitely colluding with Nangong Courtyard, but he just didn't know why he wanted to open a tavern here.

"Where is Bo Hou?" Mu Xiao asked casually.

"Oh, since Uncle Hou came here, he has always gone out early and returned late, and sometimes he has never come back. He hasn't come back for several days." Liu San smiled and placed the wine jar on the table.

Mu Xiao opened the lid of the wine jar, smelled it and said, "Liu San, this wine doesn't seem to be from Wanjia Trading Company, right? By the way, you have been back here for a while, why didn't you go to find me?"

Logically speaking, Liu San had a good relationship with him before. He had been in Tianyuan for so long, so why didn’t he find him? Either Liu San had been harassed by Hou Zhengfeng, or he just couldn’t leave here.

"Don't mention it, I haven't stopped for a day since I came here. For some reason, Uncle Hou took in a few people and kept living here for free. I serve you every day, so how can I get out? And..." Liu San was a little embarrassed: "And you are famous now, how dare I, Liu San, go to find you? I am afraid of embarrassing you in front of others."

Mu Xiao felt a little sad. Liu San was also his best friend after all. Now that he is living in such a low life, why don’t he feel sad?

"You said that, Liu San is my first friend since I came to Tianyuan City. Do you think I, Mu Xiao, are like a forbidden friend?" Mu Xiao said angrily.

Liu San smiled foolishly and said, "Of course not, it's just that Brother Mu is in a high position, so I dare not get close."

"You're the big guy, you're my brother. I'll cover you in the future. Let's take me to the backyard to see." Now that Hou Zhengfeng is not here, Mu Xiao is thinking about walking around to see if he can find some useful clues.

Liu San took Mu Xiao to the second floor, opened the small door of the backyard, and saw that the backyard, which was originally full of flowers and plants, had already withered, like a deserted field.

"Liu San...Liu San, where did you die?" An angry voice came from downstairs.

Liu San was in a panic. Hou Bo ordered no one to walk up the second floor. Although Mu Xiao is here now, the people below...

"Brother Mu, you wait for a while here. Those people are back." After saying that, he turned around and shouted downstairs: "Here, come."

Before Mu Xiao could speak, Liu San had already run down to the first floor. At this time, Meng Xiang was staring at Liu San fiercely at the stairs. Ling Xuemei, who was supported by the two of them, looked pale and exhaled faintly.

"Hurry up and find a doctor. I'll ask you if she has something to do."

Meng Xiang suddenly slapped him, and Liu San fell to the ground. The next second he covered his face and stood up in a panic: "Okay, okay, go now, go now."

Meng Xiang looked at Liu San's back and shouted: "Hurry up."

"Brother Xiang, if we treat Liu San like this, he will not complain to the Hou, right?" One of them asked weakly behind him.

"Are you stupid? He is just a guy. Besides, don't you expect us to make trouble in the north of the city?" Meng Xiang said while patting his chest.

"Brother Xiang, I feel so painful."

Ling Xuemei's voice became weaker and weaker, and her skirt was stained with blood. Mu Xiao looked down on the floor and was also a little shocked. She was obviously not that severe, so why was this woman so injured? At this time, Meng Xiang's eyes seemed to notice that he came upstairs. Of course, Mu Xiao did not intend to show up first, just wanted to see what this coward Meng Xiang would do. They were not their opponents together. It is still possible to escape, but what about the other injured ones?

Meng Xiang turned around and looked at Ling Xuemei, and felt something was wrong. He clearly saw that she was knocked down, but he didn't have much impact. At most, he had his ligament strained, but how could he shed so much blood?

"Tell me, what the hell is going on?"

"Brother Xiang, I, I have a miscarriage." Ling Xuemei said weakly and scaredly.

"What?"

Meng Xiang's head suddenly exploded with fog, and he was stunned. He and Ling Xuemei had just slept together two days ago. How could he have had a miscarriage today? This is impossible, absolutely impossible. Thinking of this, Meng Xiangru, a crazy beast, grabbed Ling Xuemei's arms and shook it hard: "Tell me, who is the child? You say!"

Several followers beside him were frightened and Ling Xuemei, who was shaken to the point of severe pain, burst into tears. Her eyes were extremely desperate.

"It's my cousin's. I went to find him some time ago, but he ruined me..."

Ling Xuemei's voice was weak and intermittent. Meng Xiang listened, his eyes were bloodshot and he clenched his fists tightly. Suddenly, his right hand drew a knife, and the big sword with a white light flashed, wiped through Ling Xuemei's neck at a speed that everyone could not dodge.

"It's so fucking dirty." Meng Xiang cursed, looking at Ling Xuemei who was staring at her eyes and couldn't speak.

Her body fell slowly to the ground like a ball of cotton. The six followers were about to run away when they were out. But they still went out, and the inn gate suddenly closed and suddenly became dark.

"What? Are you going to report to Ling Gaoyuan?" Meng Xiang's voice suddenly rang out.

"Boss, we dare not, let us go, right? Ah..."

The six people knelt down and begged for mercy, but before they finished speaking, Meng Xiang's sword flashed, and suddenly several white lights swept across the six people. In just two moments, the six people's soul swords were under the sword.

Mu Xiao was surprised by Meng Xiang's strength. This man knelt down and begged for mercy just now, but at this moment he actually used thunder to kill his companion. Mu Xiao didn't believe that he had not been discovered by him on the second floor.

"Come down, I can't beat you"

Bang, Meng Xiang threw the big knife aside in his hand, pulled out the stool and sat down.

"It's so deep. The person who begged me for mercy just now killed his partner without blinking." Mu Xiao clapped his hands and walked down the stairs, step by step to Meng Xiang.

He bent down and approached Meng Xiang, and almost the heat of the two of them was blowing each other. Mu Xiao whispered coldly: "A person who is so deep, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"You won't. If I don't kill them, maybe you will kill me, but now you won't." Meng Xiang said confidently.

Just now, the gate was suddenly closed when the six people were about to escape. Meng Xiang had realized that today, either everyone would die here, or kill six followers, and then be Mu Xiao's dog peacefully. But Meng Xiang was the kind of person who was afraid of death. As long as he couldn't beat him, he would beg for mercy or run away. He would never show off. Perhaps it was the reason why he could live to this day.

"Tell me, who are you? And what are you? Ling Gaoyuan sent you to the north of the city to do? I'll miss it, I'm not careful and send you to hell to reunite with her." Mu Xiao pointed to Ling Xuemei's body and said coldly.

"I have a condition!" Xuehong looked at Mu Xiao with her eyes, and Meng Xiang had the intention of not agreeing and never saying it.

Mu Xiao snorted coldly, turned his back to Meng Xiang, and then turned his head and said, "Do you think you still have conditions to say?"

"Mu Xiao, you must really want to know what we are doing in the north of the city. And the true identity of Hou Bo, don't you want to know?" Meng Xiang looked up at Mu Xiao and looked forward to the response.

Mu Xiao turned around suddenly, rushed to Meng Xiang, and grabbed his collar: "So you know who I am? Say... what conditions!" After saying that, he put down Meng Xiang, and the latter sweated coldly and swallowed his saliva.

"Of course I know that you are a celebrity in Tianyuan now, so I want to follow you and help me kill Ling Gaoyuan."

Meng Xiang said in the end that he almost roared. Ling Gaoyuan was bullying Ling Xuemei, who was bullying him. At this moment, hatred had occupied all his mind.
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