When he returned to the bamboo building, Xue Mu leaned against the head of the bed and sorted out all the things he had done recently, feeling a little tired.

There was too little time, and he didn't even have time to look through the various files of the Xingyue Sect. Various events came one after another, without a moment of breathing. He was half guessing and half confused about many things. Fortunately, he seemed to have guessed nothing wrong and deceived a wise man.

To be honest, he was even too lazy to pay attention to the eldest prince at this time. If he fell into the vortex of a prince fighting for the throne, he would not have thought of getting out of here for a while, and would he be able to do other things?

So now I think about it and finding another angle to deal with the eldest prince is more suitable than the Ergou competition I thought before...

But then again, the matter in the palace actually involved the secrets of Xingyue Sect, which he had never thought about beforehand. Moreover, the confidentiality of this matter was so strange...

Why are you called strange?

Xue Mu knew that Xue Qingqiu's trust in him should be considered unreserved. The sect obviously wanted to entrust him to develop. If he conspired to destroy her sect, she might really fall here. If she reaches this level of trust, why do you have to keep a secret?

But I had to be her or Xiaochan's man to know this... It doesn't sound like a secret matter in the sect, but like a personal matter, I can only tell my husband...

But the purpose of their sect is not so concealed about men and women...

There is only one reason. This matter involves Xiaochan’s private affairs. How can a master tell others about his apprentice’s privacy? It’s not okay with his younger brother.

When you become Xiaochan's husband, she will naturally tell you; otherwise, if you are my husband, you are no one else...

Almost this means.

Xue Mu sighed and suddenly realized.

The door suddenly rang twice, and it seemed abrupt in the quiet night. Xue Mu casually said, "Come in."

The door opened, Meng Lan stood at the door, lowered her head and pinched the corner of her clothes, and said weakly: "Young Master..."

Come here, what are you doing?

Before Xue Mu asked, Meng Lan continued, "The Sect Master ordered me to come... to serve the young master to bed."

This sister... used this to compensate again, right? Xue Mu was speechless: "She had already given you to me, so why would she live?"

Having said that, the leader of the Demon Sect is the best, his ideology is obviously different, and he is very open to this kind of thing. Except for the reverse scale, you can't touch others, you can play whatever you want, and you can also give it to you. Just be happy. If you like me? No problem, as long as you have the ability, I will like you.

If you change to a modern girl or a righteous girl, you can only laugh...

Meng Lan whispered: "Even if the sect leader does not give instructions, Meng Lan himself is willing to serve the young master."

"Okay." Xue Mu sighed: "I'm very tired today, but you're here just in time. Please give me a massage."

Meng Lan walked over carefully. Seeing Xue Mu leaning against the head of the bed, she hesitated for a moment, then quickly made up her mind to remove her incense, kneel down on the bed, and then straighten Xue Mu's shoulders and let him lean in her arms.

Xue Mu suddenly felt that he leaned against a soft body, his head seemed to be stuck in the mountain peak, and it was so comfortable... Then he pressed his slender jade fingers on his temple and gently kneaded it.

This girl is also very brave to do it. She made up her mind that it is yours. Although she has no feelings, Xue Mu will certainly refuse to serve seriously. She leaned on her and enjoyed her comfortably for a while. It was not until then that she remembered to ask something: "Menglan, you are not surnamed Meng, right?"

Meng Lan smiled, and there was a little bitterness in her smile: "Meng Lan's surname is Zhang."

I have known each other for so long, and it was not until now that Xue Mu knew the complete name... I felt a little embarrassed to think about it, and said, "How much do you know about Fengbolou?"

As long as he is smart enough, he can understand the meaning of his desire to cultivate his ability. Meng Lan is of course not stupid, and his eyes quickly shine, saying: "The Wuhendao, one of the three sects and four trajectories, talks about the way of assassination. The sects are full of assassins. As long as the price is given, anyone can kill him. It is said that there is no trace of soul-chasing spirits. Once the storm starts, the Fengbo Tower is the trading point they open on the ground."

"Grandma, I'm a fellow man..." Xue Mu had a headache. The righteous man said that he was a common man on the surface. The momentum of your Demon Sect was obviously not as good as that of the other person's righteous man, but he was still so disunited. The business of Hehuan Sect was just enough to squeeze into Baihuayuan. It can be said that it was a commercial competition. It was not a good thing for Xue Qingqiu to say. But your Wuhen Dao's business of receiving assassin came to me, and in front of Xue Qingqiu. Even if you succeeded, do you think that killer would pay for his life? It would obviously lead to a war? It would be a good thing for you. Is it a bad thing to you? Is it a bad thing to lose money?

I can only say that many of these magic sects are inconsistent. Anyone can kill as long as the price is right. I spent enough money to kill you. Will you kill if you kill yourself? What's the use of being able to play liar poems? Will this world appreciate it?

Although Xue Qingqiu often exudes a violent tendency, he is actually more general and vision than those guys. No wonder Xingyue Sect suffers repeated changes and is still the leader of the Demon Sect.

Meng Lan seemed to see his inner complaints and added: "Just as Hehuan Sect has industrial competition with us, Wuhendao actually has it."

"Oh?" This time Xue Mu became interested. If there are basic contradictions, some things will be understood.

"The way to assassination is the key to intelligence. Fengbolou not only accepts murder business, but also sells intelligence. So they never like us and Hehuan Sect."

"So that's it..." Xue Mu quickly understood: "I want to monopolize intelligence... I'm really a big deal. How can I do this kind of thing? No one can know everything about the world. Their obvious best solution is to cooperate and complement each other, interact and exchange with us. They are obviously natural collaborators, but they can also become conflicts. It's true... This pattern is no wonder that I have been rolling in the shadows for thousands of years."

Meng Lan smiled and said, "The world of storms is evil, and people's hearts are the most difficult to rely on. It has become an inertia for each other to be wary of each other. Of course, not everyone can have the courage and mind of a young man."

Xue Mu laughed: "Your mind is also good."

Meng Lan's pretty face turned slightly red, and she looked down at Xue Mu leaning against her chest. She was a virgin and was leaned against her head. In fact, she had already felt a little aroused, and her eyes were like "Young Master... do you want it?"

"Oh..." Xue Mu moved his head and rubbed his sides before sighing comfortably: "When someone changes his voyeurism problem, let's talk about it..."

In the bamboo building in the distance, Xue Qingqiu closed her eyes cross-legged, and finally opened her eyes slowly, with an angry and funny expression.

A little girl next to her was doing arithmetic problems with a nine-grid grid, complaining: "I have worked hard to practice the hole and emptiness, and I don't feel tired when I use the ability of insight into the world to do this. If I want to see it, I will go to someone else's house to see it. Who can drive you away?"
Chapter completed!