The hot sword energy comes and goes quickly.
The clear sword light cut through the night, and only the "sonorous" sound of the sword being sheathed was heard.
Surrounded by the cold night fog again, Murong Xiu Ming's chest heaved violently, his feet became weak, and he forced himself to look in front of him.
After the tall figure sheathed his sword, he didn't even think of looking at Murong Xiuming from the corner of his eye. Murong Xiuming only heard a cold and low "trash".
Murong Xiu Ming opened his mouth wide and his Adam's apple was twitching, trying to explain, but he suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air and choked him, bending over and coughing.
The hot feeling stimulated the corners of my eyes, and the cold air filled my chest. The feeling of being alive was so warm and fulfilling. His vision was a little blurry, but Murong Xiu Ming still tried hard to raise his head, trying to recognize who the person in front of him was.
The person was wearing the iconic black robe. Murong Xiu Ming didn't look much at it and immediately focused his attention on the sword beside him.
It was a snow-white sword, as if a "white tiger" was engraved on the scabbard of Snow White.
In this short moment, before the fear in Murong Xiu Ming's eyes completely dissipated, it was replaced by the ecstasy of the rest of his life.
He really didn't know if his father had arranged a backup plan, so he really thought he was going to die just now, but he didn't expect that his father would actually send him here.
One of the five most powerful people in Hidden Killer, holding the sword White Tiger.
Murong Xiu Ming walked forward quickly, straightened his waist and stood side by side with Bai Hu, staring at the man standing motionless more than ten feet away, with a hint of madness deep in his eyes, and said with a smile on his lips: "This man is destined to become a Threatening, please ask Mr. Baihu to get rid of this person."
Bai Hu was tall, and Murong Xiuming was bumping heads with him when they stood together. Bai Hu twisted his neck and looked at Murong Xiuming condescendingly, silently.
The white tiger wore a ferocious white mask, and his cold and sneer gaze was comparable to the light of a sword. Murong Xiu Ming was forced by the momentum and silently took a step back. After realizing it, he felt a little uncomfortable and said: "Lei Dian is probably dead. After the fisherman was injured, he had the idea of avoiding the station. I still need your help tonight, and I will definitely repay your life-saving grace in the future."
"Murong Yin is not qualified to order me."
Bai Hu's voice was hoarse and low, just like the sound of the night wind blowing through the branches of the forest trees in the mountains. His consciousness was very clear, Murong Xiuming was the one who didn't let him take action.
Bai Hu, who is part of a team of five hidden killers, is an extremely profound swordsman. Although his desire to kill has long been restrained, he has a silent temperament and is difficult to make friends with.
The few words he heard from his father immediately came to Murong Xiuming's mind. Murong Xiuming did not think about his identity in front of such a person, and said cautiously: "This person is also a sword cultivator. Earlier tonight, Murong Xing and Geng Jian were defeated by into his hands."
"They were affected by this formation."
There wasn't much emotion in Bai Hu's voice, but it could at least prove that Bai Hu hadn't just arrived at this moment, and had probably been hiding in the dark and observing for a while.
This made Murong Xiu Ming, who deliberately provoked his desire to fight, feel at a loss. After opening and closing his eyes, he said calmly: "No matter what, after tonight, the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers must become the possession of my Murong family."
This time Bai Hu did not refute. In fact, after killing five people in secret, they were really the retainers of the Murong family. They grew up with the Murong brothers and were taught various skills in accordance with their aptitude. Only then could they grow to this stage.
Bai Hu commented unceremoniously: "As soon as I took action, things got out of control."
Murong Xiu Ming was confused and said: "Sir's strength can be said to crush everyone present. That person is just an outsider. Can he really affect the direction of things?"
Murong Xiu Ming suddenly turned to look at that annoying guy, just because that guy ran away when he saw that he was outmatched.
"Others also come out, I won't represent Murong, go ahead."
Bai Hu's words made Murong Xiu Ming's eyebrows jump slightly, his throat felt a little dry, and he nodded silently.
The foot of the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley shrouded in mist is like a pond full of spiritual energy. Originally, for Mu Qing, he was the most comfortable fish swimming in this pond.
However, in addition to the big fish, there is also a river dragon entering the pond tonight.
The tall man wearing a mask cut off his sword energy dragon with one sword. That restrained momentum brought an inexplicable psychological discomfort to Mu Qing.
The wind roared in his ears, Mu Qing's face was solemn, and he was mentally exhausted. After the spiritual fetus was completed, Mu Qing had an intuition of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, otherwise he would probably have died in the fisherman's fish before. Under the gut sword.
The man just sheathed his sword, but it gave Mu Qing the feeling that he always had the sword in his hand. Mu Qing even had the feeling that the other party was waiting for him to take action first. As long as he dared to take action, the outcome would probably not be much better. go.
Still weighing rapidly in his mind, Mu Qing walked through dozens of feet of fog and found Ning Chu and Zhang Shaoyao. When he found Ning Chu and Zhang Shaoyao, his body froze, his speed increased sharply, and he quickly stood in front of them.
The house is leaking and it rains all night, so why are these people in trouble?
Huaifenghua was supported by senior sister Huaicaoshi. She was extremely weak in energy and energy, but her eyes were extremely calm and she said: "That person is Chen Qing, the third elder of Hidden Valley, who has a close relationship with Murong Xing."
Mu Qing nodded. Behind him were the people of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, and in front of him were all enemies. It was easy to distinguish.
Mu Qing glanced in the direction he came back, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Senior sister, I'm sorry, I made a mistake."
Ning Chu supported Zhang Shaoyao, looked at the back of the man in front of him, and asked worriedly: "Are you injured again?"
"That's true." Mu Qing said, "However, Murong Xiu Ming was saved by a sword cultivator, and that person was very powerful."
Before the girls could say anything, the eyes of the people on Murong Xing's side and Wanhua Valley's side were all looking towards the direction Mu Qing was coming back from.
Two people came through the fog slowly and evenly.
Murong Xiu Ming took the lead, and the person behind him should be the person Mu Qing mentioned.
Huaifenghua's physical condition was exhausted to the limit at this time. With the help of Huaicao Shi, she stood in a row with Mu Qing, her eyes narrowed, and she finally saw the ferocious white mask on the man's face with all her eyesight.
Huai Fenghua tightened her fingers on Huai Caoshi's arm and looked at her senior sister Huai Caoshi with a questioning look. She knew that her senior sister knew a lot about the Murong family when she was with Murong Xing.
Huai Cao Shi's eyes were complicated and he said in a quiet voice: "It's the White Tiger who was among the five people who were hiding in the murder. The sword in his hand should be the Snow King Sword."
Ning Chu blinked and asked, "Uncle Master, what's his level?"
"Being able to become one of the five hidden killers proves that you are one of the five most powerful people in the Murong family, at least more powerful than everyone present." When Huai Caoshi said this, his voice was dry, but his eyes were extremely determined, and his expression seemed to Already have the heart to die.
She looked at Mu Qing and said with a smile: "Good boy, I heard that girl Jiahe talk about you. You saved her and Xu Zuo back then. Today, my uncle, please do me a favor and seal away the zhenqi in your body for me." Please solve it."
Huai Caoshi's eyes were clear and gentle. After she returned to Wanhua Valley, she learned the true relationship between Mu Qing and her junior sister from her junior sister. What's on his face now is the same appreciative smile he looks at his children and nephews.
Now that there is more strength, everyone in Wanhua Valley has more hope. Mu Qing did not refuse, and directly reached out to hold Huai Cao Shi's wrist. In just a few breaths, he released the restraint that Murong Xing had placed on Huai Cao Shi.
Huai Cao Shi closed her eyes and seriously experienced the refreshing feeling of the unimpeded movement of Qi. She looked deeply at Murong Xing, who opened her eyes and looked at this direction with some understanding. She sighed softly: "Ning Chu I still don’t believe you said you lifted the ban.”
She tilted her head and winked at Mu Qing and said, "You all should have a better future. Next, I will stop them. You can take as many people away as you can."
Huaifenghua smiled, Ning Chu smiled, and Mu Qing also smiled after frowning.
Feeling the strength on her wrist, Huaicao Shi turned to look at the junior sister beside her. Huaifenghua rolled up a strand of black hair in front of her forehead and behind her ears, and laughed softly: "Senior sister, are you holding back your anger and want more?" How many times will you kill them?"
Huaicao Shi's eyelashes fluttered, and Huaifenghua took a deep breath and said: "Although I didn't expect it to end like this, it doesn't matter anymore. I must be running around like a dog. I must have chosen to die here, here. It’s also our home.”
The two waves of people in the distance, led by Murong Xiuming, seemed to be gathering together.
This girl Zhang Shaoyao also wanted to stand with everyone. Ning Chu gently tapped her sleeping point and smiled at Mu Qing who looked over: "Don't worry about us, you can just take her away when the time comes."
Ning Chu placed Zhang Shaoyao next to Bai Jiahe who fainted, unsheathed his sword, inserted the scabbard into the ground, and stood with everyone.
Mu Qing licked his lips. The dried blood tasted fishy and salty.
He stood with them, each holding a sword in his hand and looking forward.
Bai Hu suddenly stopped. Murong Xiuming stopped and turned around to follow Bai Hu's line of sight. When he saw the group of people seeking death, he desperately hoped that the other party would provoke Bai Hu at this time.
Chen Qing was not as cold and unkind as Bai Hu. He nodded and smiled at Murong Xiuming who was approaching, "Mr. Xiuming, we meet again."
Murong Xiuming bowed and bowed. He glanced at Murong Xing from the corner of his eye, nodded and smiled, "The last time I saw the third elder was in Suzaku City. I didn't expect to see you here tonight."
This was an implicit question. Even if Murong Yin was here, he would never speak to Chen Qing in this tone.
But Chen Qing didn't mind Murong Xiuming's behavior at all. For a waste that didn't pose any threat at all, he never minded making him feel better about himself.
Chen Qing stroked his beard and smiled, pointed at Murong Xing and introduced to Murong Xiuming: "I believe Master Xiuming has met this man."
"I've seen it, of course I've seen it." Murong Xiuming grinned and said, "Isn't this my second uncle? If the fisherman hadn't taken action, he would have died at the hands of that guy tonight."
"So, I owe you once." Murong Xing has been sitting cross-legged on the ground. Even if he raises his head and looks up at Murong Xiu Ming, he still gives people the feeling of giving alms from a superior person.
Murong Xiuming squinted his phoenix eyes. Murong Xiuming was actually a little envious of the other party's aura and appearance, but he didn't realize it himself, or he didn't want to admit it.
He sneered and said: "We are all one family, but I don't know if my second uncle thinks so."
Chen Qing did not interrupt and looked at the two people with the same surname Murong with interest.
Sometimes a family matter also becomes a Hidden Valley matter.
Murong Xing said softly: "Is there anything your father wants you to pass on? Can you tell me?"
"Okay." When it came time to get down to business, Murong Xiu Ming's expression calmed down. He looked at Murong Xing and asked word by word: "Father, I want to ask you, do you want to return to Tiannan, is it your intention or the emperor's?" the meaning of?"
Chen Qing knew as soon as he heard that Murong Yin's words got to the crux of the question. Even he, who was naturally willing to stand on Murong Xing's side, was a little curious about Murong Xing's answer.
Murong Xing's eyebrows moved slightly, and he was a little dazed. In the distance in his field of vision was the woman holding a sword and looking at him. He recalled with some loneliness the answer he had given her before. It was indeed his truth.
He instantly restrained his weak demeanor and replied softly: "Tell your father that the surname Murong should conquer Tiannan in my hands."
Chen Qing's face was full of energy, and he sounded like a counselor in Qingyi who was giving guidance to the country.
Murong Xiu Ming's face was a little ugly, and after the words were brought to his attention, he temporarily suppressed himself to think about the unfavorable consequences of this incident, and looked at everyone in the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley coldly.
He wanted the guy to kneel on the ground and watch those women being ridden on his crotch.
