At the beginning, the witch asked me to push the saint flatly

dark place!

Xiaoyu looked at Mu Qing who was exploding with all her strength in front of her, her eyes full of surprise. She didn't understand why Mu Qing, who was only at the fourth level of Nascent Soul stage, could be so strong?

With the power of Mu Qing's attack just now, it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was distracted!

He turned around and glanced at the companion in charge of the Tianmen Formation Eyes. His face was pale, his whole body was shaking, his eyes were bloodshot, he had reached his limit!

In the formation!

Mu Qing, who used her strongest martial arts to blast upwards, immediately rushed forward. At this moment, she didn't care whether the energy generated by her Luoshuang Sword Technique and the barrier blocking this space would cause any harm. To herself, she knew in her heart that if she could not escape this blow, she would no longer be able to resist, and then...

Mu Qing didn't want to experience the same experience a second time!

Puff~~~

In the dark room, the middle-aged woman in charge of Tianmen spurted out a mouthful of dark red blood, and then fell down softly!

"Damn it!"

Xiaoyu cursed secretly!

Although someone immediately stepped in to fill Tianmen's position, for Mu Qing, the opportunity had already appeared!

Mu Qing, who struck with all her strength, immediately ran upwards, and the heavy feeling that stretched like a tide hit her again, just when she thought she had failed again;

The sticky resistance surrounding her suddenly disappeared, and it seemed that the only thing stopping her was a thin wall of energy;

Seeing hope, Mu Qing rallied and the sword in her hand became sharper again;

boo~

A sound like water bubbles bursting sounded in Mu Qing's ears. She knew that this was her hope of successfully breaking out of the formation;

The next moment, Mu Qing took advantage of the trend and used all his strength to chop with it. The sword went down extremely smoothly; the small hole that was originally broken has now become the biggest variable!

The moment Mu Qing escaped, her spiritual thoughts immediately spread out, and Nangong's mansion was instantly enveloped in her spiritual thoughts, which was extremely clear!

At this moment, a red Pi Lian swept towards Mu Qing with great power; behind Pi Lian, a figure stood steadily in the air;

The move was old, and Mu Qing, who was exhausted, had no time to mobilize the spiritual energy in his body, and he had no time to accumulate strength to block the blow. With a little despair, he instinctively swung his sword to block it!

It's just a pity that Mu Qing, who has run out of breath and is looking for an old user, looks so fragile in the face of a sudden attack;

The Qiu Shui Sword, which had never been separated from Mu Qing, was thrown high by her, and Mu Qing was knocked back into the formation again; Mu Qing fell downwards, and Mu Ran, in the spread of her spiritual thoughts, what did you see;

That was a person, a person who appeared in Mu Qing's nightmares countless times...

·With a thought from Mu Qing, the Qiu Shui Sword that was knocked out of his hand and was supposed to be in free fall suddenly became spiritual at this moment. Mu Qing, who fell into despair, grabbed the sword-controlling technique at the last moment;

The Qiushui sword that had been in my hand since childhood turned into a rainbow light at the last moment!

Nangong Meier, who was always on guard, noticed something was wrong at the first moment. She raised her hand and saw a purple light!

In the main hall, Chu Tian looked outside anxiously, but unfortunately, she couldn't see anything;

I just felt a blur of flowers in front of my eyes, and there was a clang in the warehouse, like an iron tool falling;

Chu Tian's body was mortal and he couldn't see clearly. When he looked outside, he only saw a long sword that looked like gold and jade falling to the ground;

Looking at the light yellow sword hilt and the white sword spike hanging behind it, Chu Tian looked inexplicably familiar;

"Isn't this her weapon?"

The stupid Chu Tian's first thought was not that this sword was meant to kill him, but that the battle ahead was about Mu Qing's fight, which must have been very brutal, as the weapon was blown away here;

......

In the air, looking at Mu Qing who was once again locked by the six-door golden lock array, Nangong Meier looked down at Mu Qing with a regretful tone, looking at Mu Qing with a lonely face, and sighed: "Mu Qing, Mu Qing, you woman , the attack was really ruthless; tonight he knew you were coming, and he was still worried about you. Unexpectedly, in the situation just now, you didn't forget to kill him;

How sad would he be if he knew? You know, the relationship between you two is closer than mine! "

"Hmph! He is just like you, despicable, disgusting and disgusting. I can't wait to skin you and tear you apart."

Mu Qing said viciously, raised her head and stared into Nangong Meier's eyes, and said fiercely: "Nangong Meier, you'd better kill me, otherwise, one day, I will definitely kill you, kill you all! "

Listening to the provocation and threats in Mu Qing's words, Nangong Meier not only did not get angry, but instead smiled, landed gracefully, stood firm in front of Mu Qing, and said nonchalantly:

"Well, why are these words so familiar? I have heard it before, and you have said it before. Let me think about it, it was in that unforgettable canyon. But it's okay, I'll wait for you to say it for the third time. talk!"

"you..."

Mu Qing gritted her teeth; but there was nothing she could do!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a delicate and beautiful woman. Sometimes, as a woman, I am a little jealous of you. You are just beautiful, your talent is so good, and you have a huge family behind you to support you. It's just a pity that you are so beautiful. A perfect woman, but she has a pig’s brain!”

After saying that, Nangong Meier raised and lowered her hands to completely seal the acupuncture points all over Mu Qing's body, leaving Mu Qing without any possibility of mobilizing the spiritual energy in her body;

After doing this, Nangong Mei'er signaled everyone to remove the formation. Nangong Mei'er reached out and grabbed Mu Qing's collar, turned around and returned to the room and ordered at the same time: "Xiaoyu, no one in the house is allowed to come near our courtyard; if you feel it, Anyone who spies with spiritual thoughts will be killed immediately!"

After saying that, Nangong Meier added with some worry: "If necessary, you can ask the elders of the City Lord's Mansion to take action!"

"Yes, miss!"

......

In the hall, Chu Tian was sitting on a chair, holding the Qiu Shui Sword that fell at the door, looking at it carefully; the long sword was so cold that even a mortal like him could feel the killing power contained in this long sword. meaning;

Looking at the slender and smooth sword body in front of him, Chu Tian accidentally reached out and touched it; feeling the coldness coming from the sword body, Chu Tian slowly moved his fingers to brush the sword body;

After barely holding it for three inches, I felt a cold feeling on my fingertips. When I looked up, I saw a few drops of blood flowing from the blade of the sword, gathering behind the tip of the sword, and dripping on the ground;

Chu Tian ignored the bleeding fingers and just stared blankly at the sword in his hand, in a daze!

Naturally, he didn't notice that at the door, Nangong Mei'er in purple clothes and Mu Qing in night clothes were standing at the door, looking at Chu Tian in a daze with a long sword;

As for Mu Qing, the acupuncture points all over her body were sealed and she could not speak. However, Chu Tian gently held his Qiu Shui Sword and looked at his long sword in a daze, which made Mu Qing feel a wave of pain that he had never experienced before. Living strangely;

At this moment, Chu Tian's eyes were clean and clear with a trace of pity;

"Is he pitying himself?"

This idea came from the bottom of Mu Qing's heart. The next moment, even greater resentment immediately overshadowed this thought: "Why should he pity himself? He is the bastard who defiled himself, Nangong Meier's accomplice; why should he pity himself? ?”

Perhaps, this kind of heartbreaking curse and resentment in the bottom of my heart can cover up the sudden thoughts! The thoughts that made her tremble, scared, and overwhelmed!