At this moment, a gloomy and ethereal voice suddenly appeared in Xiang Shengfa's mind.
"Trash, if you can't even do this little thing well, what use is this palace asking you for!"
That voice was so deep that it made people panic.
Xiang Shengfa heard this voice for a moment.
The whole person is stiff.
Even the pain in the body was left behind.
"Palace, palace lord..."
In his heart, he responded tremblingly.
The gloomy voice continued: "That woman named Mo Yueying is not an ordinary person, and ordinary methods cannot deal with her."
Xiang Shengfa shivered: "Then, in the opinion of the Palace Master, what should the subordinate do?"
"waste!"
The gloomy voice let out a cold snort. Although it was ethereal, it could be felt like a holy law. A chill spread from the scalp.
"There is something strange about Mo Yueying's soul, I will lend you this thing!"
Only a "ding" was heard.
Something hit Xiang Shengfa in the face.
"If the task still fails, I will refine all of you dark forces into dead puppets!"
"Palace, palace lord..."
Xiang Shengfa twitched his lips and hands, grabbed something on his face, and said in his heart: "This subordinate, this subordinate will definitely obey the palace lord's order..."
The only response to him was the sound of the wind blowing.
The chill also gradually disappeared.
Xiang Shengfa suddenly sat up from the ground.
He looks around.
Did not find any traces of the palace lord appearing.
That voice just now...
Where did it come from
Palace Master... is he here too
Xiang Shengfa grasped the things left by the Palace Mistress, and raised his hand against the severe pain of being injured by Mo Yueying.
I saw the palm of my hand.
What he was holding was a dagger.
A dagger with a pitch black body and no other color.
It looks extremely weird.
This dagger...
What is it for
Could it be... Palace Master meant to use this dagger... to deal with Mo Yueying
Also, the palace lord said... Mo Yueying's soul is strange, what does it mean
Xiang Shengfa was holding the dagger in his mind, recalling the words of the Palace Master.
Mo Yueying once again launched an attack.
The gloomy and cold wind floated, making the hairs all over Xiang Shengfa stand on end.
His pupils widened suddenly.
The moment Mo Yueying attacked.
The arm is manipulated by an invisible force.
Lifting it up abruptly, ignoring Mo Yueying's two powder balls, he stabbed the dagger into Mo Yueying's shoulder forcefully.
"ah!"
Xiang Shengfa only felt that his internal organs were all broken as if they were smashed by those two powder balls.
A burst of colic pain made him unable to stand upright at all.
It hurts badly.
Didn't see either...
In front of him, the girl who had been stabbed by a dagger suddenly froze in place.
Mo Yueying lowered her head slowly, looking expressionlessly at her shoulder, the dagger with only the handle exposed.
Her empty eyes fluctuated for a moment.
Subtle, not noticeable, fleeting.
The next moment.
Her petite body seemed to have lost all her strength, and she fell limply to the ground.
"Miss Mo!"
The general noticed Mo Yueying's situation, immediately beheaded the Anyou Palace disciple in front of him, and rushed over.
"General, general, don't, don't go there, Miss Mo... look at her..."
A soldier stopped the general with panic in his voice.
The general approached, and then he noticed...
Mo Yueying fell to the ground, her petite body was enveloped by a cloud of black aura.
Her delicate body is looming in the black air...
It's like, it will merge into the black air at any time!