Chapter 58： nine sons (2/2)

"How could it be you? Why are you here?" Murong asked in doubt.

The person in front of them is none other than the two they met last time.

When I saw them that day, both of them were chased with messy hair, sweating profusely, ashen faces, and extremely embarrassed. When I saw them today, I didn’t expect them to look like they were.

With a height of over 1.85 meters and a handsome appearance, they are not inferior to those top stars in the 21st century.

Wei Jingxuan checked the situation of the masked man, stood up, and said lightly, "Just happened to be passing by."

happened to pass by?

Are they investigating the last attack?

Murong Lingran didn't think any more, and continued to ask: "Ninth Young Master, has your body recovered?"

Nine sons?

What is this called?

That's all, the ninth son is not bad.

Helian Rongjiu nodded, shook the folding fan and smiled lightly: "It is also thanks to Ling Zun's wound medicine, so I can get better so quickly."

"Ninth Young Master has won the prize."

Inadvertently saw Murong Kuan's knife falling on the ground, a hint of surprise appeared in Helian Rongjiu's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal, picked it up quietly, and handed it to Murong Kuan.

(end of this chapter)