Murong Xuexue narrowed her eyes slightly, quickly dodged, dodged the female ghost's long sword, and hit the female ghost with a backhand palm, knocking her three or four meters away, and fell heavily to the ground, dizzy and tinnitus. take gold star...
Seeing this scene, the male ghost's gaze froze, and he swung his palm at Murong Xue's calf. Murong Xue raised her leg to avoid it, and kicked the male ghost on the back of the head. 'With a sound, the male ghost's fangs broke, and his mouth was clean without a trace of blood...
The female ghost roared angrily, holding the long sword in her hand, and stabbed Murong Xue viciously.
Murong Xue stood still, Wuhen appeared out of thin air, and slapped the female ghost with a wave of her palm, only heard a few "bang bang bang", the female ghost's fangs and long nails were all broken, with a "poof", Spit out a mouthful of blood...
The maids and the mothers were all startled: a ghost is just a mass of souls without a body, how could she be beaten and vomit blood
The male ghost roared angrily, jumped up, wiped his eyes indiscriminately, and slapped Murong Xue with his palm.
Murong Xue snorted softly, kicked the male ghost on the chest, and kicked him to the ground. He coughed violently, his lips were pale and bloodless, and a small piece of fair skin was exposed on the blue face...
Maid girl, the mothers suddenly realized that this couple ghost is not a ghost at all, but a person in disguise...
The male ghost... uh, it's a man, and the woman was arrested. The old monk narrowed his eyes slightly, flicked his fingers, and two Buddhist beads flew out, hitting the man and the woman's vitals heavily.
Murong Xue smiled coldly, and shot the silver needle in her hand towards the Buddhist bead, only heard a 'pop', the Buddhist bead and the silver needle collided, and they all fell to the ground...
The old monk flipped his wrist, and the sharp long sword came out with all its strength, bringing out a burst of icy light, stabbing men and women mercilessly!
It's not that easy to kill someone!
Murong Xue curled her lips, raised her foot and kicked the man in front of Wuhen, and greeted the old monk with a sword, the sound of "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping-pong" sounded, and two figures, one yellow and one blue, staggered in mid-air, and the sharp silver sword light Blinking back and forth around the two...
Maid, the mothers were stunned: Didn't the master come to the Hou's mansion to catch ghosts? Even if the couple ghost is a fake ghost, he should still face their Hou Fu, why did he join forces with the couple ghost and attack their young lady...
"Bang!" Murong Xue flew up and kicked the old monk hard on the chest, kicking him to the ground, the blood in his chest was churning, and with a 'poof', he spat out a mouthful of blood.
With a 'swipe' of Wuhen, he swung his long sword across the old monk's neck.
Murong Xue put her sword back into its sheath, and looked down at the old monks, men and women: "Tell me, who sent you to plot against me?"
Maid, the nuns widened their eyes in surprise, the master and this couple are in the same group!
The old monk's eyes were cold: "How did you find out that we are together?" The three of them have completed many tasks together, and they cooperated seamlessly every time, and no one found any flaws.
"Just when you were hunting ghosts, you took too long to catch ghosts, so I became suspicious." Murong Xue gave a random reason: when the old monk flew in here and said that Luoxue Pavilion was haunted by ghosts, she was suspicious old monk...
The old monk frowned slightly. He beat ghosts again and again, just to let the people in Zhen Guohou's mansion feel that the ghosts attracted by Murong Xue were fierce ghosts and it was difficult to deal with them, so as to arouse the fear in their hearts and make them talk They unanimously forced Murong Xue out of Zhen Guohou's mansion, but unexpectedly, this would become the opening for their identities to be exposed...
"You haven't answered my question yet, who sent you here?" Murong Xue looked at the old monk coldly.
The old monk raised his chin and said coldly, "No comment."
"It doesn't matter if you don't say it. Let me guess. In the capital, there are not many people who hate me. Su Nanxiang from the Su family has been sent thousands of miles away by the Su family. If someone plots against me, there will only be another person who hates me..." Murong Xue looked down at the old monk, and said in a low voice, "You are Qin Yuyan's subordinates!"
A trace of horror flashed in the eyes of the old monk, and then disappeared without a trace in an instant. He pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.
Murong Xue curled her lips into a sneer, the mastermind behind the scenes was really Qin Yuyan, plotting against her, bringing her together with Su Dishi who was about to die, Qin Yuyan was really ruthless and ruthless enough.
"You are Mobei's bodyguards!" Murong Xue raised her eyebrows and looked at the old monk: he, men, and women's martial arts can only be considered average, and they can't hide themselves, so they are definitely not secret guards.
"How is it, so what if it's not?" The old monk looked at Murong Xue coldly, his eyes were cold.
"It's nothing, it's just that Qin Yuyan plotted against me shamelessly, and I will never make it easy for her..." Murong Xue smiled mysteriously and strangely.
The old monk stared coldly: "Are you going to use us to deal with Princess Qin?"
"That's right." Murong Xue nodded slightly.
"We will never let you get what you want. The old monk's eyes turned cold, and he wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself.
Murong Xue flipped her wrist, and the silver needle in her hand ruthlessly plunged into the old monk's acupuncture point: "It's not that easy to want to die!"
The old monk kept biting his tongue and remained motionless, his eyes blazing with anger, wishing to swallow Murong Xue alive.
Murong Xue turned a blind eye and said coldly: "Drag them down!"
"Yes!" Wuhen replied in a deep voice, pulling up the legs and feet of old monks, men, and women, like dragging a dead dog, and walked out quickly...
Something flashed quickly in Murong Rou's eyes, she turned around lightly, and was about to leave quietly, but a cold voice sounded: "Where are you going, aunt?"
Murong Rou's raised footsteps suddenly stopped, her brows frowned, and she said coldly, "Go back to the room and rest."
Murong Xue's eyes were cold: "It's still early, why is my aunt leaving in such a hurry? Could it be that my aunt and the old monk are involved, afraid of being seen, so they hurried to leave..."
"Shut up, how can I, the dignified daughter of the Marquis's Mansion, have anything to do with those vile people..." Murong Rou cut off Murong Xue's words sharply, her beautiful eyes burning with rage.
Murong Xue didn't take it seriously, and said coldly: "Really not?"
"Of course not." Murong Rou said firmly.
"But when my aunt and that old monk discussed the matter of ghosts, they cooperated very tacitly, as if they had practiced many times..." Murong Xue squinted at Murong Rou, the corners of her eyes and brows were full of ridicule.
Murong Rou's eyes flickered unnaturally, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid of ghosts, and the old monk speaks clearly and clearly, so I naturally chatted with him a little bit deeper. Believe in his words..."