Upon hearing this, Mu Jiuke was completely dumbfounded.
This shouldn't be possible...
He was sure that he had only left doubts and no so-called evidence. How could Feng Qingwu be so sure that he must be the man who just appeared? Isn't this right? !
But Mu Jiuke's reaction was faster. He glanced at Feng Qingwu's waist without leaving any trace, where her Liufeng Sword was slung across her body.
And this time...
Feng Qingwu did not put his hand on the hilt of the sword.
Not only that, Mu Jiuke could also clearly feel that when he was lying in the girl's arms, Feng Qingwu's figure was not in a tense state, and the sword intent in his body was not touched at all.
This state is more like a hidden front.
Perhaps Feng Qingwu herself didn't realize that as a sword cultivator, her dedication to the art of swords and swords far exceeded anyone else's, so no matter what happened, her first reaction was always to move with the sword.
Therefore, if there is any change or when you are preparing to attack——
Feng Qingwu instinctively put his hand on the hilt of the sword.
This is an action that allows you to attack at any time and draw your sword to deal with it at any time. And for a stubborn swordsman like her, when a crisis comes, holding her sword tightly is the greatest sense of security.
Including just now, when the two of them met, Feng Qingwu kept his sword in his hand just because of his vigilance, and did not choose to let go until the end.
But now, she didn't do this...
If Feng Qingwu could confirm or even be sure that he was "him", he would never face himself with such an attitude...
It seemed like the thoughts were complicated, but in reality it only took a short moment.
No matter how Feng Qingwu tried, Mu Jiuke just yawned, lay in her arms, and even urged her restlessly with his paws.
"Roar……"
The ferocious beast roared, as if it was still a little impatient.
The emotion conveyed through the contract was an eagerness to leave, without any expression of what I just said...
Seeing this, Feng Qingwu smiled: "I'm really stunned."
Like that man, his own Xiaobai is indeed very mysterious. What is his bloodline is, and it is unimaginably powerful. Not only that, just like these two running around, Feng Qingwu still doesn't understand the reason.
It's not that she doesn't want to delve into it.
But nothing can be found out at all. Xiaobai has many secrets, just like that man, and like her... too.
Thinking of this, Feng Qingwu shook her head, as if to shake out those chaotic thoughts, and stood up with Xiaobai in her arms. Just with a movement of her mind, the Liufeng Sword flew out like light and stopped in front of her. .
Feng Qingwu jumped up lightly, landed on it, and then returned to the clan leisurely.
While she was flying with her sword, she was stroking her little white furry fur and said softly: "It was my fault..."
"The difference between such a big man and a spiritual pet is huge."
"It's just that what happened tonight was a bit too bizarre. Han Jin died inexplicably. Yue Mingshi seems to have a big secret hidden in her body. That gentleman actually said that he couldn't kill her."
Feng Qingwu paused: "If we exclude the reason that Yue Mingshi hooked up with a big boss, it can only mean that what that person said is true, but I didn't see that she had this ability before. …”
As for whether it was given by Sword Master Qingheng?
Feng Qingwu never thought about it.
Because compared to the predictable power of Sword Master Qingheng, the pressure that the man just put on him was truly unfathomable, and the most terrifying thing was that he probably had not yet reached the stage of spiritual transformation.
Just like this, it is already more terrifying than the Qingheng Sword Lord.
Therefore, Feng Qingwu also didn't understand what Yue Mingshi relied on to escape. Such an outrageous thing, even in her previous life, she never found anything wrong with Yue Mingshi.
But at this moment, Feng Qingwu seemed to suddenly remember something.
Her hand stroking her hair suddenly paused.
Mu Jiuke, who felt quite comfortable being smoothed:? ? ?
He subconsciously raised his head and looked at Feng Qing's beautiful side face. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes, and the next moment he heard the girl sigh: "Oh, I am still too weak, ridiculously weak..." "
Just like his previous life, he died without discovering anything.
Hearing this, Mu Jiuke fell silent.
What do the disciples of Tianxuan Sect think about your words?
…
At the same time, Yue Mingshi, who had finally escaped and ran all the way back to Tianxuan Sect, stumbled away from the sight of other disciples and secretly entered the main peak with the help of the breath left by Qingheng Sword Master on his waist. .
Originally, Yue Mingshi could still seek help from Sword Lord Qingheng from time to time, but since Feng Qingwu returned to Tianxuanmen, he has tricked Sword Lord Qingheng into such a trap that he has not been able to get down from the main peak until now, and the entire main peak is in a semi-enclosed state.
The great elders headed by Shi Cheng were like greedy hyenas. They finally caught his mistake and tried their best to take a bite of the meat.
As a result, during this period, even Yue Mingshi had trouble finding a backer.
When Yue Mingshi came to the main peak, Sword Master Qingheng was sitting cross-legged in front of the cave, silently reciting the Qingxin Mantra over and over again. But when he noticed the movement, his voice suddenly dropped: "Who is it? Get out of here. go out!"
The tone of his voice was one of uncontrollable anger.
Even if he kept reciting the Purifying Mantra silently, he could not suppress Sword Lord Qingheng's anger during this period. He wanted to take off the heads of these elders.
Especially Feng Qingwu, it's best to be able to cut his body into thousands of pieces!
Until I heard Yue Mingshi say softly: "Zong, sect master..."
"Shi'er?"
At this time, Qingheng Sword Master suddenly opened his eyes and found that the person who came to him was actually Yue Mingshi. His figure flashed in an instant and came to her: "I'm sorry, I didn't scare you, Shi." Son?"
"It's okay, Master."
Yue Mingshi shook his head: "Shi'er knows that the sect master has been working hard on trivial matters for the sect in recent days, so how can he be willing to blame you, the sect master?"
Hearing these gentle words, Sword Master Qingheng also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Shi'er, it's so late, why are you here?"
"I...the sect leader..."
Unexpectedly, as if he had said something sad, Yue Mingshi's eye circles suddenly turned red, and with a 'plop', she knelt down on the ground.
