The wind was blowing very tightly, and the snowflakes were flying in the air like torn cotton, falling everywhere without a destination. The entire capital seemed to be connected to the world, and it was white. It seemed that God really wanted to fill in the space between the world. Full.

Cang Haoju, Murong Xitian had just finished eating mung bean porridge, and Xi Muyun pushed the door and walked in.

The cloak he was covered with can no longer tell the true nature, and a thick layer of snow fell on it. Xi Muyun walked in and hurriedly took off the cloak and hung it at the door, then closed the door and isolated the cold wind outside the door.

"After all night, I finally arranged the replacement. The six purple-clothed Xuanshi who Dongyan knew had returned to the secret stakes under the Tizheng Department. They were only responsible for interrogation in a short time and would not be able to do so again. Give them a task." Xi Muyun couldn't wait to come over and pour himself a cup of hot tea, and took it up and drank it all.

Murong Xitian also picked up the tea and moistened his mouth: "It's great, we will only minimize our losses before Xia Qingtian's action."

"What about Cui You Neishi and the others? What are you going to do? Since Xia Qingtian attacked them, there should be sufficient reasons and he would not let you rescue him easily." The blizzard not only hindered traffic, but also caused Xi Muyun to lose and The contact with the hidden stakes outside was not available for the latest news.

Now all contact information is forced to be suspended, and only by relying on manual labor and foot strength to run around. However, this will easily be exposed, so unless it is an emergency, all messages will be temporarily suppressed and the contact information will be resumed after the snow.

Speaking of this, Murong Xitian's hand was a little stronger, and the teacup he pinched made a small "gaba" sound: "Xia Qingtian made a big fuss about the assassin incident, and the reason is very sufficient. We cannot save people. Come out. For the sake of the present, we can only report the matter of selling official positions in advance. It is important to save people. If you suppress Xia Qingtian, you can find other evidence."

"The only thing about selling official positions is to do this." Xi Muyun's eyes flashed again and again.

This is the result of their recent efforts. As long as they find strong evidence that Xia Qingtian is the mastermind behind the scenes, even if they cannot defeat Xia Qingtian, they will definitely lose at least two-thirds of his gang members.

But now, as Murong Xitian said, saving people is important.

Xi Muyun sighed, as if Xia Qingtian had been moving frequently recently, and they were all coming to Murong Xitian. If this continues, the situation will not be great.

"While saving people, we must also find a way to divert Xia Qingtian's attention. It's not good for him to keep staring at us, and it will continue to damage our confidants, which can easily lead to a sluggish morale." Murong Xitian rubbed it and felt a little sore. The head continued, "Xia Qingtian is like us, very interested in third-party forces. By the way, what are your gains this time? If so, we can throw out the smoke and let Xia Qingtian go and let us go Third-party forces have found out, and we can breathe a sigh of relief and re-deploy it."

Xi Muyun immediately started to talk as if he was injected with chicken blood: "I have already found out about Huan Bi. Her real name is Li Bingbing, and she is the personal maid of Sima Chun, the daughter of General Sima."

"General Sima? Is General Sima Laiyi, who was found dead when the ancestor was alive?" Murong Xitian couldn't help but lock his eyebrows slightly. The wind was blowing tightly, and the snowflakes were flying in the air like torn cotton wool. The destination is falling everywhere. The entire capital seems to be connected to the world, and it is vast and white. It seems that God really wants to fill the space between the world.

Cang Haoju, Murong Xitian had just finished eating mung bean porridge, and Xi Muyun pushed the door and walked in.

The cloak he was covered with can no longer tell the true nature, and a thick layer of snow fell on it. Xi Muyun walked in and hurriedly took off the cloak and hung it at the door, then closed the door and isolated the cold wind outside the door.

"After all night, I finally arranged the replacement. The six purple-clothed Xuanshi who Dongyan knew had returned to the secret stakes under the Tizheng Department. They were only responsible for interrogation in a short time and would not be able to do so again. Give them a task." Xi Muyun couldn't wait to come over and pour himself a cup of hot tea, and took it up and drank it all.

Murong Xitian also picked up the tea and moistened his mouth: "It's great, we will only minimize our losses before Xia Qingtian's action."

"What about Cui You Neishi and the others? What are you going to do? Since Xia Qingtian attacked them, there should be sufficient reasons and he would not let you rescue him easily." The blizzard not only hindered traffic, but also caused Xi Muyun to lose and The contact with the hidden stakes outside was not available for the latest news.

Now all contact information is forced to be suspended, and only by relying on manual labor and foot strength to run around. However, this will easily be exposed, so unless it is an emergency, all messages will be temporarily suppressed and the contact information will be resumed after the snow.

Speaking of this, Murong Xitian's hand was a little stronger, and the teacup he pinched made a small "gaba" sound: "Xia Qingtian made a big fuss about the assassin incident, and the reason is very sufficient. We cannot save people. Come out. For the sake of the present, we can only report the matter of selling official positions in advance. It is important to save people. If you suppress Xia Qingtian, you can find other evidence."

"The only thing about selling official positions is to do this." Xi Muyun's eyes flashed again and again.

This is the result of their recent efforts. As long as they find strong evidence that Xia Qingtian is the mastermind behind the scenes, even if they cannot defeat Xia Qingtian, they will definitely lose at least two-thirds of his gang members.

But now, as Murong Xitian said, saving people is important.

Xi Muyun sighed, as if Xia Qingtian had been moving frequently recently, and they were all coming to Murong Xitian. If this continues, the situation will not be great.

"While saving people, we must also find a way to divert Xia Qingtian's attention. It's not good for him to keep staring at us, and it will continue to damage our confidants, which can easily lead to a sluggish morale." Murong Xitian rubbed it and felt a little sore. The head continued, "Xia Qingtian is like us, very interested in third-party forces. By the way, what are your gains this time? If so, we can throw out the smoke and let Xia Qingtian go and let us go Third-party forces have found out, and we can breathe a sigh of relief and re-deploy it."

Xi Muyun immediately started to talk as if he was injected with chicken blood: "I have already found out about Huan Bi. Her real name is Li Bingbing, and she is the personal maid of Sima Chun, the daughter of General Sima."
Chapter completed!