"What are you doing?"
A loud shout rang in Murong Xiuming's ears, shattering the chaotic emotions in his mind.
Murong Xiu Ming took half a step back in panic before he saw the person in front of him clearly. His eyes suddenly widened: "Why is it you?"
Li Fu stood in front of him with a cold face, and said indifferently: "The person who sneaked up on you was the Nine Swordsman, and he was killed by Heng Yu just now."
Murong Xiu Ming's heart moved slightly. He looked past Li Fu and saw Heng Yu, who was looking a little embarrassed with blood on the corner of his mouth. And at Heng Yu's feet, who was the person lying at the feet of Heng Yu?
He opened his mouth and was confused for a moment.
Hengyu coughed lightly, lowered his gaze, glanced at the four corpses on the ground, then raised his head and looked around. He saw that the soldiers had surrounded the place tightly, as if they were ready to pounce at any time. Without hesitation, he raised his head and gently With a sigh, he threw the long sword in his hand on the corpse of Jiu Dao.
He smiled bitterly at Murong Xiuming and said: "I originally wanted to take you to escape, but it turned out that you were really powerful when I took it just now. I'm afraid we only have one choice left now."
Murong Xiu Ming looked pale, pursed his lips tightly, and glanced at Li Fu lightly. He wanted to ask Li Fu to take him away, but when he saw the indifferent expression on Li Fu's face, he froze in place for a moment.
At this time, the backlash from the sudden consumption of a large amount of his energy finally hit him, and his legs went weak. If Hengyu hadn't suddenly supported him as he walked over, he would have collapsed to the ground with a loss of image.
Murong Xiu Ming was ashamed of what he had just thought and did not dare to look at Heng Yu. However, seeing that Li Fu remained silent, his eyes finally filled with sadness and he let go of the sword in his hand.
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Since the sound of the long street falling on the stone slabs has spread out, the military formation surrounding the three people has quieted down at some point. 1.
There was a continuous sound of armor clashing, and the soldiers separated from the middle, and a dark, strong man covered in iron armor squeezed out.
Li Fu raised his head and glanced at him, then glanced at the military formation behind him. He paused for a moment before saying in a deep voice: "We won't fight!"
As he spoke, he threw his weapon at the general who came out.
Xiong Sanjie didn't have the skills to catch it, so the long sword still hit the armor plate feebly. He nodded and said: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Surrendering is surrendering. At this time, are you still pretending to be pretending?" ?”
Xiong San sneered, turned his neck, and suddenly kicked Murong Xiu Ming, who was closest to him, and kicked him to the ground. He shouted: "You are here, Xiong San, hold your head and squat down!"
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After a continuous autumn rain in the past few days, the people of Suzque City, who had finally waited for a sunny day, thought that it would be a cool autumn. But when the news in Qingyun Street suddenly broke out, the people in the place where the news passed were shocked. Han Chan's courage was gone.
They almost fell silent at a jaw-dropping speed.
In the east of the city, a conflict also broke out this afternoon. So for a time, ordinary people who had no power to resist the general trend hid in their homes with their doors closed.
The clouds had been shrouded for more than a month, and everyone had a premonition on this sunny autumn afternoon - the entire Suzaku City would be plunged into huge turmoil.
As the leader involved in this general trend, Dugu Wei was still standing at the door of the small courtyard with an anxious look on his face. He stepped through the door with one foot many times, but in the end he felt that Murong Jing was becoming more and more powerful and stable. After taking a breath, he stopped.
"I hope there will be a good result..." He leaned at the door of the courtyard, while releasing his breath, limiting the fluctuations that spread to the surrounding world to this small courtyard, while looking steadily at a certain cabin in the courtyard.
In the hut, Murong Jing relied on Mu Qing's help to finally withstand the weapon soul attack from the Taoist soldier "Suzaku".
At this time, the crimson mask engraved with the fire bird pattern no longer had the luster of the past, and was floating quietly directly above Murong Jing's head.
Mu Qing withdrew his gaze and looked at Murong Jing, who had her eyes closed and her face was pale, feeling a little dazed for a moment.
Murong Jing had no chance of evading the weapon soul attack just now, and she relied entirely on her own strength to resist it.
This was also the first time that he truly realized how terrifying it was for an extraordinary master to do his best. Not to mention anything else, in just half a stick of incense, there was not even a fraction of the true energy left in his body.
She was really sucked dry.
Murong Jing's long eyelashes moved slightly, clearly falling into Mu Qing's gaze.
When she opened her eyes, he asked in a low voice: "How is it?"
The trace of confusion in Murong Jing's eyes quickly dissipated, and she looked at Mu Qing, who looked nervous in front of her, and slightly raised the corner of her mouth with a slight hum.
Mu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "I didn't expect the process of breaking the contract to be so dangerous. It's just that Instructor Xie broke through to a new level that time. How do you feel?"
Murong Jing rolled her eyes when she heard this and hummed softly: "You think that my level is still the same as the second level of spiritual life level. Just to offset its last impact, all the energy in my body was exhausted... "
After speaking, Murong Jing paused for a moment, then her eyes fell from the mask to Mu Qing's face, and finally settled on the hands of the two of them intertwined. She frowned with a hint of memories and said, "Just now..."
Mu Qing didn't take it seriously and made a rare joke: "You are really powerful. You sucked away most of my energy in such a short period of time."
When Murong Jing heard this, her brows moved slightly, and she looked at him with full eyes. Just as he was about to speak, she felt a sudden pain in her chest: "Well."
Mu Qing was anxious when he saw her slender eyebrows suddenly knit together. Just as he was about to speak, a huge beating sound suddenly sounded in the sea of consciousness, and he was also stunned.
"What's going on?" Mu Qing thought it was Meng Zhang who was contacting him, and immediately asked in the sea of consciousness.
But this time there was no echo of him in the sea of consciousness, and Meng Zhang did not appear.
Mu Qing looked up at Murong Jing with a surprised look on his face, but saw that the fair face of the woman in front of him was already stained with blushes, and in the short period of time when his eyes fell on it, the blushes became even stronger, as if under the setting sun. The brilliant sunset took away his mind in an instant.
"What's wrong with you?" When Mu Qing came back to his senses, Murong Jing looked at him with a few layers of mist in his eyes, and his vision gradually became blurry.
He was startled, and was about to let go of his hand and move closer, but found that Murong Jing's hand was tightly grasped, and her white and slender index finger even had a few red marks.
Murong Jing's eyes drifted to his face, and when their eyes met again, Mu Qing only heard her squeak, and then felt a huge force rushing to his arm.
He was stunned and lay down directly on the ground with a bang. Just as he was about to turn over with his back, a gust of fragrant wind hit his face, and a hot and delicate body crashed directly into his arms.
"What's wrong with you? Well——"
Mu Qing's eyes suddenly widened.
From birth to now, he has been forcefully kissed by a woman.
He doesn't know when his thinking started to slow down.
At this moment, feeling the soft, moist heat between his lips and teeth, and the "whispering" scent of orchid lingering on the tip of his nose, there was a boom in his consciousness, and he could not remember anything.
He didn't know how long it took, but when only the unfamiliar sweet taste was left in his mouth, he slowly opened his eyes.
Murong Jing was still on his chest, and her two hands were still clasped tightly with his, pressing on the side of his face.
But...what kind of beautiful face is this?
Well, beautiful seems to be too shallow to describe it.
Mu Qing's gaze fell on her face blankly, Murong Jing's eyes were slightly dizzy and half-lidded, her smooth and white cheeks were covered with peach halo, and she was unparalleled in charm. After their eyes met in a short distance, they stuck together. .
"you……"
"I……"
Mu Qing turned his head and looked at the delicate hand of the woman who was holding him tightly. His heart felt absurd to the extreme, and his tone was a little more dazed: "What's wrong with you?"
Murong Jing's eyes followed his movements, and for a moment she became even more confused and sluggish: "I don't know, I just felt heartache and suddenly this happened."
Mu Qing was already trying his best to suppress the emotions in his heart. He wanted to analyze and deal with it rationally, but at this moment he was speechless.
Murong Jing felt extremely shy inside. Her eyes wandered around the room. Seeing that there was no one else, she breathed a sigh of relief. She was about to speak, but she felt a pain in her heart and cried out: "Yeah~"
Mu Qing's heart tightened. He didn't know what was going on. After feeling the weight of the woman's delicate body as light as a bone, he clearly should turn over, but he hesitated and his eyes widened uncontrollably. Glancing at her blushing face.
"You, you..." At this time, Murong Jing tried her best to control the surging emotions in her heart. Yin Ya bit her lip and gasped softly: "I know, it's Karma Fire!"
"Then you can quickly use the Nirvana Technique to suppress it, or you can use the Pu Yuanying Technique."
Her look was so alluring that Mu Qing no longer dared to look at her. While trying his best to look away, he mobilized the remaining energy in his body to get through.
"Ah! Don't!"
Murong Jing's delicate body trembled slightly, her face flushed even more intensely, and the places where the two of them came into contact heated up rapidly, and the burning heat spread to both of their bodies in an instant.
Mu Qing originally wanted to help Murong Jing suppress the Karma Fire in her body, but she didn't expect that she was doing a disservice. The balance that Murong Jing barely maintained was immediately broken. The Karma Fire was like an assassin waiting for an opportunity. Finally, when Murong Jing didn't The moment of weakness with excess strength swept through her body from the sea of consciousness.
She raised her head suddenly, her face twisted in pain, and her teeth bit her red lips to draw blood.
Although Mu Qing could not empathize with her, just feeling the temperature from her body on her palms and stomach made her feel like she was being burned by a fire. It was not clear that at this moment, her condition was even worse than before.
"Is there any other way?" Mu Qing asked in a deep voice.
Murong Jing's slender eyebrows twisted in pain, she glanced at him but said nothing.
Mu Qing's heart suddenly brightened when he thought of her out-of-control behavior just now. After closing his eyes and opening them again, he looked at her sincerely and said, "Come on."
"What did you say!"
Murong Jing closed her eyes and said with shame and anger.
Mu Qing said no more, but pulled her into his arms with force.
"ah."
Mu Qing's body was like a big ice cube to Murong Jing at this time. The more places she came into contact with him, the less burning energy in her body. Her side face touched Mu Qing's chin, her eyes were blurry, and she wanted to He just let it go, but gritted his teeth and tried to sit up.
She couldn't be so selfish. At this time, Mu Qing was really exhausted and also extremely weak.
The burning sensation in his arms went away, Mu Qing suddenly opened his eyes, broke away from her hand almost roughly, held her tightly in his arms, and said in a deep voice: "If you hesitate any longer, you will die! "
Murong Jing endured the pain in her body, looked directly into his eyes briefly and clearly, and said, "You don't understand, some things are more important than death."
Mu Qing's chest felt tight, and he suddenly understood something. He looked at her and said, "I like you."
