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Chapter 893

Qin Jinnian's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his lips became whiter and his face became whiter, which led to a bit of helplessness.

Although he is famous for his talent, he has a close sympathy with Ye Chuyue and is even more unwilling to become an enemy in the future.

A slight sigh rang in Qin Jinnian's mind, and finally there was silence.

"Not good."

A panic sounded, and the guards in the mansion arrived in a hurry.

"What's wrong?" Chu Yue looked sideways and asked.

The guard clasped his fists and lowered his head: "Go back to the general, the sculpture of the marquis of the marquis's mansion was sprinkled with blood, and even spit out the words with blood."

Chu Yue and the old friends suddenly frowned in the joy of reunion after a long separation.

As we all know, blood is a symbol of bad luck and unluckyness.

"Impossible!" said Rakshasa, "I went to see it this morning, and it was intact."

Chu Yue lowered her eyes, thinking.

If it were according to Rakshasa, it was very likely that she had deliberately waited for her to come to Chang'an and showed it to her.

"What words are written on it?" Chu Yue asked.

The guard trembled, his head lowered, and he said in fear: "I... dare not say it!"

"My little master, don't go and see it. You just came to Chang'an, so you can take a break first. Leave this matter to us." Cheng Hongshan said.

Chu Yue shook her head, turned around and walked out of Ye's Mansion, and headed straight for Zhenbei Hou Mansion not far from next door.

It is always urgent to do with the mother.

Even if it's just a sculpture!

For Chang'an, that is the glory of a generation and the soldiers in Zhenbei!

The rest of the people followed Chu Yue one after another.

In the magnificent Zhenbei Hou Mansion, many angry Zhenbei soldiers had gathered in front of the sculpture, their eyes were red.

Chu Yue slowly raised her eyes and looked at Mu Qinghuang's sculpture.

"Don't look!"

Xiao Li suddenly stretched out his hand and covered her eyes.

"It's okay, let me see."

Chu Yue took off Xiao Li's hand, walked forward, and looked up.

I saw a terrifying and hideous crack spread around the white sculpture, from top to bottom, from left to right, and wrote two lines of words in smelly dog ​​blood.

"If Ye Chuyue does not die, Shenwu will surely destroy the country!"

"Ye Chuyue, you will be like your mother, and you will be shocked and you will not die a bad death!"

“…”

Chu Yue looked at the bright red and twisted words, and the light red of evil spread in her eyes, as if she had an unstoppable aura, and was about to break through the shackles of the soul with a destructive force!

The hands under the sleeve shirt were clenched into fists.

Her eyes were red and she stood in front of her mother's sculpture.

It’s Mu Sheng! Or Mu Sheng’s accomplices, those who hide in the darkness and cannot stand the light!

They killed Mu Qinghuang by any means and wanted to kill her in the same way!

"Click...Click..."

There are more and more cracks on the surface of the sculpture, and even spread around like a spider web.

Chu Yue watched helplessly, the crack spread to Mu Qinghuang's face, causing Mu Qinghuang's energetic cheek to crack!

There are more and more cracks!

Bang!

There was a loud thunderous sound on the flat ground, deafening.

But the sculpture completely collapsed and shattered in front of Chu Yue, turning into a mess of ruins.

It was like this scene happened only when Chu Yue was watching.

"Xiao Yue'er..." Leng Qingshuang turned her head and looked at Chu Yue worriedly.

Along the way, she knew her mother's importance to Chu Yue.

That day, a Red God Sword could allow her to fight Ye Ying!

"Who did this?"
Chapter completed!
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