Chapter 312
"I asked about the fox, and they told me that Ruolan sent someone to take the fox to the kitchen, skinned it, made the fox meat into a feast of fox meat, and sent it to Ruolan's room."

"I suddenly remembered the deep tooth marks on Ruolan's wrist, and compared them carefully. Isn't that tooth mark bitten by a fox?"

Speaking of this, Mr. Qing took a sip of tea and looked up at Murongli.

Without him going on, Murongli and Miao Shiqi already know Qing Ruolan's identity.

They did not guess wrong before.

Qing Ruolan is Su Yuniang.

But what they didn't expect was that Su Yuniang would throw her own mother's bones into the kitchen for the cooks to chop up and make a feast, and then ate it herself!
"I don't believe it... I don't believe it..."

Meow Seventeen wiped her eyes with her paws, crying sadly.

Her eyes were red when she heard Mr. Qing talking about him and Hu Liniang just now, but now that she knew that her uncle's mother had been eaten by her own daughter bit by bit, she couldn't hold back her tears anymore.

She thought it was cruel enough for Su Yuniang to watch Xiaoyao Wang skin her uncle and dig out the demon pills, but she didn't expect that there would be something more cruel.

That was the mother who gave birth to her and gave her life. How could she do such a thing?
She stroked her brow.

I don't know if the uncle can hear them talking?

If he heard it, how heartbroken would uncle be?
"Be good, seventeen, be good, don't cry."

Murongli gently caressed Meow Seventeen's fur over and over again, giving her silent comfort.

When hearing such a tragedy, any words of comfort seem pale and powerless.

Not only did they feel chilled and saddened by this, but even She Changsheng, who had been staying out of the matter, slapped the table angrily!

"It doesn't matter that the woman killed her own mother, but she even ate her own mother. This kind of behavior is like a pig and a dog!"

He looked sideways at Murongli, "Prince Li, when are we going to kill that Xiaoyao Wang and that Qing Ruolan!"

Murongli raised his hand to signal She Changsheng to be calm.

He looked sideways at Mr. Qing, "Master, are there any very mysterious Taoist priests with superb Taoism beside Murong Zhen and Qing Ruolan?"

Mr. Qing shook his head, "I'm sure, there is no such person."

Murong Li frowned slightly.

Without such an evil Taoist priest, who instigated Murong Zhen to take the road of killing demons and swallowing demon pills?
Could it really be Su Yuniang?
He thought for a while, and then asked Mr. Qing, "By the way, Mr. Qing, you haven't told me what's weird about Qing Yao?"

He said, "On that day, Shi Qi said that he would teach Qing Yao to practice goblin skills, so you made up your mind to drive Shi Qi out of Qing's mansion. Later, I sent you a book of monster skills, and you were shocked at that time." I lost my hand and dropped it—”

He stared at old man Qing, "You don't let Qing Yao practice, is it because his physique can't cultivate, or is there some other reason? Do you think that once Qing Yao cultivates the demon pill, he will die at the hands of Murong Zhen? "

Old Master Qing's face was pale because of recalling Hu Liniang, now after drinking a few sips of hot tea, his face finally regained its color, but when Murong Li asked about this, his face became pale as snow again.

No, it should be said that his face is uglier than before.

Mr. Qing's reaction made Murong sink slightly.

It seems that he underestimated Qing Yao's problems. Something very serious and terrible happened to Qing Yao.

(End of this chapter)

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