Feng Manxiu shook the magic wand Xuanying in his hand
"If you want to get it back, then come with me to Red Maple Valley!"
From the moment Murong Wushuang got in the car that day, he noticed that she paid special attention to her package.
At that time, Feng Manxiu paid attention to her package.
Last night, when he put his hand to test her warmth, his fingertips could easily touch the handle of the wand exposed outside the pillow.
From the previous incident of the butler being poisoned, Feng Manxiu had already guessed that this wand was very important to Murong Wushuang, so he easily took the wand into his hands.
I originally wanted to see her reaction, but I didn't expect it would come in handy at this time.
Leng Hongyan's sudden appearance naturally made him feel something strange.
Now, what he wants to know most is not the reason and purpose of Leng Hongyan's appearance.
But what kind of thoughts does the child in front of me suddenly have?
If he doesn't solve this mystery, he won't even be able to sleep peacefully.
"sleepy!"
Yawning lazily, Feng Manxiu stood up and walked indoors, then put the wand back into his sleeve.
Looking at his back, Murong Wushuang clenched the palms in his sleeves little by little.
Under the control of her mental power, a rippling water sword quietly took shape behind Feng Manxiu's back.
As long as she pops out her finger, the water arrow will immediately stab him in the back of the heart.
From such a short distance, since he is so good at lightness kung fu, it would be difficult for him to escape!
Stepping out of the threshold with his right foot, Feng Manxiu suddenly stopped.
"Little thing, do you really want to kill me now?!"
Did he sense that she was using magic?!
Murong Wushuang couldn't help but be slightly startled. Seeing him turn his face, her fingers in her sleeves suddenly unclenched, and the water arrows immediately dissipated invisible.
"Wushuang, see you tonight!"
Giving her an evil smile, Feng Manxiu strode out of the room.
Looking at his back, Murong Wushuang frowned tightly.
Feng Manxiu, if one day I really can't control myself and kill you, it will be because of you!
Walking out of the hall and back to his bedroom door, Murong Wushuang subconsciously looked at Nalan Xizi's room opposite.
Nalan is dead, Leng Hongyan must be extremely sad and angry
Tonight, I'm afraid that what awaits her and Feng Manxiu will be a big trap!