The man in black raised his eyes to look at Murong Xue, and saw that her eyes were tightly closed, and a little bit of pain appeared on her bright face, as if she saw a very tragic memory: "Her dreams don't seem to be very good..."
"Dreams are born from the heart. Murong Xue is investigating the truth about her father's death. The two people who knew the inside story both died in front of her. Of course her dream will not be good." The saint said casually, with a look of disapproval. appearance.
"That's true." The man in black nodded, and saw the silver key in the saint's hand: "Is this what the master is looking for?"
"En!" The saint nodded and stood up slowly.
"Then let's take it to see its owner immediately." The man in black said in a low voice, turning around to leave.
The saint hurriedly stopped him: "Wait, we can't just leave like this!" The ethereal voice was filled with unspeakable coldness, and the man in black frowned slightly: "What else do you want to do?"
"Murong Xue is very smart, her martial arts are also very good, and she has controlled the shadow guard left behind by Murong Yue. She is a difficult character to deal with. It is better to get rid of it as soon as possible."
The man in black shook his head disapprovingly: "Fantasy grass can make people fall into a dream. Murong Xue has inhaled so much fantasy grass breath, she will definitely be trapped in a dream in this life, and she will never be able to wake up again. In time, she will be silent The death of her was in a dream, so why do you bother to kill her..."
"Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case. If Murong Xue wakes up, he will be our formidable enemy. Such a dangerous opponent, we should rather kill the wrong one than let him go." The cold light flashed.
The man in black frowned slightly: "Ouyang Shaochen is nearby, if you kill Murong Xue, you may alarm him..."
The saint didn't take it seriously, and lowered her voice mysteriously: "Don't worry, I will move lightly. If I kill Murong Xue with one sword, I won't alarm anyone." With a flip of her wrist, a dagger inlaid with sapphires appeared vividly. The sharp dagger blade drew a gloomy and cold light in the air, and stabbed viciously towards Murong Xue...
Seeing that the dagger was about to stab Murong Xue, Murong Xue suddenly opened his eyes, with icy glints shining in his pitch-black pupils, he mercilessly swung his palm at the Holy Maiden, knocking her three or four meters away , hit the wall heavily, her back was hot, she raised her eyes to look at Murong Xue, with shock and disbelief shining in her eyes: "How is this possible?"
Murong Xue sucked so much fantasy grass, she should have died in a nightmare, how did she wake up
"When I walked into the room, I already smelled the scent of dream grass mixed with sandalwood, and quietly took the antidote pill. The dream grass has no effect on me. The reason why I followed your wishes and pretended to be a dream is because In order to draw out your master behind the scenes..." Murong Xue said casually, the corners of her eyes and brows were full of indifference.
The beautiful face of the saintess was instantly gloomy, and she looked at Murong Xue coldly: "Despicable and shameless."
"It's not as good as you, pretending to be the holy maiden of the shrine to be deceived." Murong Xue snorted disdainfully, with an undisguised mockery flashing in her eyes.
The saint's eyes froze: "When did you realize that I'm a fake?" She thought she was pretending well, and she didn't show any flaws.
"The first time I saw you, I knew it." Murong Xue's eyes were cold: "The saintesses of the shrine have always been pampered, even if they practice magic, they must have slender fingers, as tender and white as green onions, never Will be like you, with thin calluses on her hands!" Although the calluses on her hands are very light, they are also calluses, which are produced by practicing swords.
"You're smart, but you don't want to take this silver key back after it's in our hands." The woman paused every word, with a bit of arrogance in her ethereal voice.
Murong Xue sneered disdainfully: "Do you think that I will give you the silver key after I find out that you are a fake saint? What you have in your hand is just a fake key. Keep it if you like it. It is made of pure silver, you melt it at high temperature, but it can be cast into a small silver ingot.”
The woman's complexion instantly sank, she looked at Murong Xue coldly, there was a chill in her eyes...
Murong Xue turned a blind eye, and said leisurely: "Who is your master behind the scenes?"
"No comment!" There was gnashing of teeth in the woman's voice.
Murong Xue didn't take it seriously, and said in a low voice: "But I really want to know."
"Then you can ask Hades!" The woman shouted coldly, and the dagger in her hand swung a sharp and cold light in the air, stabbing at Murong Xue mercilessly.
Murong Xue did not show any weakness, she drew out the soft sword at her waist, and met the woman, in an instant, she saw two figures, one red and one blue, wrestling tightly up and down, left and right, it was hard to tell who was who. Who is it? The fierce and changeable sword light and moves are dazzling...
The man in black frowned slightly. The master repeatedly told him to keep a low profile and bring the silver key quietly. But now, she and Murong Xue were fighting so fiercely that it could be heard from more than ten meters away. No matter how good the sound insulation of the walls, doors and windows is, they can't block their fighting sounds. It's not good if people who shouldn't be disturbed are disturbed. Their fight must be resolved quickly...
The man's eyes turned cold, and the long sword in his hand came out with all his might, stabbing at Murong Xue mercilessly...
The corner of Murong Xue's mouth curled up into a cold smile, she waved her palm to open the woman in front of her, flipped her wrist, and the long sword in her hand slammed into the man's long sword heavily, only to hear a "dang dang dang", the man was beaten back steadily, His body was also scratched with countless scars horizontally and vertically by the long sword. Blood seeped out of the wound and stained his clothes red. He looked very embarrassed...
Murong Xue! The woman's eyes turned cold, and she swung her sword to stab Murong Xue.
The corner of Murong Xue's mouth curved into a icy smile, she raised her foot and kicked the man in black away, and swung her sword to meet the woman's long sword, the two fought again, the sharp cold light flickered back and forth in mid-air, and the sharp sword aura Shot, Murong Xue, the woman fought fiercely, broke through the gate, and jumped out of the Sifang Pavilion together...
The people outside Sifang Pavilion retreated quickly, standing in a safe place, watching Murong Xue who was fighting fiercely, the two women looked at each other, what's going on
Murong Xue and the woman's swordsmanship were on par, and after nearly a hundred moves, the winner was still not decided. Suddenly, Murong Xue saw a weakness in the woman's swordsmanship, so she kicked her hard, kicking the woman hard. The woman kicked three or four meters away and fell heavily to the ground...
Murong Xue jumped up, and stabbed the woman's chest mercilessly with the long sword in her hand. Seeing that she was about to stab the woman, a long sword swung out of nowhere and hit Murong Xue's soft sword hard. knocked her out...