A familiar name came into view, and his pupils tightened.
Feng Muqing?! Why is it Feng Muqing again?!
"Shadow Protector, what's wrong with this list?" the middle-aged man said tremblingly, his heart in his throat.
Mo Ying's face was full of anger, the cold knife whizzed straight towards the middle-aged man, and said gloomily: "You don't know who Feng Muching is?"
"Feng Muqing is the unpopular concubine of the prime minister's palace. Her cultivation level is only the seventh level of Qi training. She later married into the regent's palace."
"Since you know she is the regent princess, why do you still accept this order?" Mo Ying wanted to blind the eyes of the man in front of him, and a surge of anger filled his heart.
It turns out that the last attack on the princess was done by the killers in the dark building. If this reaches the ears of the master, these people are afraid...
The middle-aged man was puzzled and didn't understand why Mo Ying was so angry. Is it because of the majesty of the regent?
After all, the regent has a good reputation. If he offends this evil god, there will probably be no peace in the dark building.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man hurriedly bowed his head and apologized, "It's my fault that I didn't consider it right. Please forgive me for the Shadow Protector."
Seeing his stupid and ignorant look, Mo Ying felt a mouthful of old blood clogged in his chest. He couldn't spit it out or swallow it. It was extremely uncomfortable.
How on earth did this person enter the dark building? There was no wink at all.
My master was still young when he founded the secret building and did not tell anyone his true identity. Only they, the secret guards, knew about it.
Come to think of it, they can't be blamed for this. After all, business comes to your door, who would turn away money?
Thinking of this, Mo Ying's head grew bigger and bigger, and his forehead horns jumped sharply.
"I will not accept any orders regarding the regent princess." Mo Ying sighed silently, and then issued the order solemnly.
He had to go back to his house immediately to inform his master about this matter, and he didn't know if his master would blame everyone in anger.
"This..." The middle-aged man suddenly had a lump in his throat when he received the order, and he stopped talking.
Seeing him looking miserable, Mo Ying's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"
The middle-aged man cried sadly, "Just now another employer ordered to kill Feng Muching, and a group of killers have already set out."
"What?!" Mo Ying turned pale in shock, "Then why are you still standing there? Why don't you send someone to stop him!"
As a result, there was a chaos of war in the dark building, and everyone was confused as to why Feng Muqing caused such a big sensation.
Since then, the three words "Feng Muqing" have been deeply remembered by the assassins in the dark building.
Mo Ying returned to the Prince Regent's Mansion in a hurry and went straight to the study. Seeing that there was no one in the study, he turned around and ran towards Feng Muching's courtyard.
Don't ask him how he knew his master's whereabouts. In fact, the master was either in the study or in the princess's yard all day long, and everyone in the palace knew it.
In the courtyard.
Feng Muqing and Jun Ruye sat facing each other, a handsome man and a pretty woman. The breeze blew by, and their three thousand hairs were lingering, causing ripples inadvertently.
The bright moonlight shines on the two of them, like a couple of gods and goddesses in the sky, which is very eye-catching.
Mo Ying looked at the two well-matched figures and secretly felt happy for his master. At the same time, he also sympathized with his master. It seemed that the princess had not yet realized what she was doing and had not yet had a charming thought for her master.
The sudden intrusion of Mo Ying destroyed this beautiful and harmonious scene. Jun Ruye's eyes narrowed, and his unruffled eyes shot towards him coldly.
Facing his cold, murderous gaze, Mo Ying stiffened and broke out in a cold sweat.
Ever since he had a princess, he had to be prepared to be frozen to death by his master, fearing that he would be sent back to the dark building one day.
The atmosphere was ruined, and Jun Ruye couldn't criticize her face to face, but only intimidated the beauty in front of her.
"What's the matter?" Seeing him walking in a hurry and looking anxious, Jun Ruye said seriously.
Mo Ying didn't hold back and directly told everything about the dark building. Jun Ruye's face turned pale and her knuckles crackled when she squeezed her hands.
He never expected that the person chasing Qingqing was actually the assassin from the dark building. He originally thought he was another killer hired by Chu Longyue.
The secret killer has high cultivation level
Deep and unrelenting, the first choice for pursuit and assassination that cannot be promoted on the stage is the dark tower. Why didn't he think of it at the time? Could it be that the dark tower was his own power, so he subconsciously ignored it?
Feng Muqing was shocked. She never thought that Jun Ruye had such a powerful killer organization in his hands, and she almost died that day.
Jun Ruye was afraid that she would misunderstand, so she turned around and was about to explain, but suddenly she looked into her eyes that were half-smiling but not smiling, and felt a pang in her heart.
He said nervously: "I didn't know about this. It was my negligence. I'm sorry."
Jun Ruye did not shirk responsibility, but instead apologized sincerely. In an instant, Feng Muqing didn't know what to do.
That's all. Although the Dark Tower is his power, this matter really has nothing to do with him, so why bother implicating others? Besides, he is so righteous and not that kind of hypocritical hypocrite.
"Am I one of those people who doesn't know right from wrong?"
Seeing that she was not angry, the big stone in Jun Ruye's heart fell to the ground, and she felt relaxed all over.
"Your Majesty, you understand the righteousness deeply, and I feel very relieved."
"That... a famous woman is buying the life of the princess. The identity of the princess is not known in the secret building. The killer has already accepted the order." Mo Ying spoke tremblingly, interrupting the sweet conversation between the two.
Feng Muqing's face was full of confusion, "Even the people in the secret building don't know the identity of your master?"
Is there anyone in the entire Beiyi who doesn't know that she, Feng Muqing, is the concubine that the regent Ming Media is marrying? It's unbelievable that the killer in the dark house dares to accept the order blatantly.
Unless the people in the dark building don't know that Jun Ruye is the master of the dark building, they naturally don't know his identity.
Before Mo Ying could speak, Jun Ruye took the lead in explaining, "I was still young when I first established the dark building, so I never showed my true face to others."
This statement was both unexpected and expected. Feng Muqing understood it very well and did not blame him. He just had a great interest in the organization Anlou.
At the beginning, eight masters in the foundation-building stage surrounded and killed her, which shows that Anlou's strength is unfathomable.
It is simply aggrieved that someone with such tyrannical strength has to endure Sikong Ruxuan's malicious suppression.
"The woman who went to the dark building is Chu Longyue?"
Mo Ying shook his head.
"Then it's Feng Wanwan." Feng Muching said without hesitation.
No matter who hated her the most, it was either Chu Longyue or Feng Wanwan. As for the queen, she only sent palace guards, so how could she know what was going on in the world.
"How much money did she give to buy my life?" Suddenly, Feng Muching changed the subject, and Mo Ying's mind didn't change at all.
Mo Ying shook his head again.
Feng Muching suddenly became furious, her pupils widened, and she said angrily: "You accept even if I don't give you money?!"
Mo Ying hurriedly explained, "Chu Longyue offered one hundred thousand taels of silver before, but it was unsuccessful. According to the rules of the dark building, there was no repayment."
Feng Muching rolled her eyes speechlessly and murmured angrily, "I'm only worth a hundred thousand taels?!" Her words were full of disbelief.
Mo Ying's facial muscles were stiff and the corners of his mouth were twitching uncontrollably.
The princess's brain circuit is really novel. He can't keep up. Shouldn't he be concerned about who is behind the scenes? Why is he concerned about money instead?