"I'm here to teach you a lesson." Song Qingyan paused every word, with strong hatred bursting out of her eyes.
Murong Xue turned a blind eye and said casually: "It's that simple?"
"It's that simple!" Song Qingyan raised her chin slightly, her eyes full of pride.
"Unfortunately, the ferocious dog you tried so hard to lure ran to bite you." Murong Xue smiled, her cold eyes swept across the horrible bites and scratches on Song Qingyan's body. Covered sarcasm.
Song Qingyan's eyes ignited with raging anger: "Murongxue, don't be complacent, I have other weapons besides vicious dogs." With a flip of her wrist, white beads the size of beans flew out, viciously Shoot at Murong Xue.
That's... popping beads!
Murong Xue's eyes froze, and the silver needle in her hand flew out, hitting the white ball hard, only to hear 'bang bang bang! ' With a sound, the explosive beads exploded, shaking the ground and sending dust flying.
Song Qingyan was also shocked and staggered back a few steps before standing still. She felt a burning pain in her chest. She raised her head little by little, and glared fiercely at Murongxue: Murongxue actually blocked her explosive beads. With ability, she will see how many explosive beads Murong Xue can stop her!
With a flip of her wrist, the explosive beads in Song Qingyan's hands were like arrows flying off the string, smashing one after another fiercely at Murongxue.
Murong Xue did not show any weakness, she shot dozens of silver needles in her hand, the explosive beads and the silver needles frequently collided in mid-air, making a violent sound, and thick gunpowder smoke filled the air...
Song Qingyan was just practicing martial arts at the beginning, and she didn't have much strength, so the movement of throwing the explosive beads gradually slowed down, but the speed of Murong Xue's shooting of the silver needles was consistent, faintly, and there was a tendency to speed up, the place where the explosive beads exploded was getting closer and closer to Song Qingyan , getting closer and closer, and it seemed to be so close that it would explode into her range.
Song Qingyan gritted her teeth in hatred, she didn't expect Murong Xue to be so powerful, it's really hateful!
She won't be able to teach Murong Xue a lesson today, so she can only leave here first, and wait for her to practice martial arts before coming to kill Murong Xue!
Song Qingyan glared at Murong Xue viciously, turned around, and her slender body instantly fell into the soil...
This is... the earth escaping technique!
Murong Xue's eyes froze, her feet lightened, she soared into the air, and in an instant she was in front of Song Qingyan, and swung her sword into the ground where she had disappeared: "Ah!" A dull, miserable cry of pain came from the ground, and the sword The ground below bulged, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to calm again!
Song Qingyan is gone!
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows, and slowly pulled out her long sword, only to see that the sword was stained with blood, obviously stabbing Song Qingyan, but, I don't know where Song Qingyan was stabbed, was she seriously injured or lightly injured
"Song Qingyan just used Fusang's Earth Escape Technique!" Ouyang Shaochen walked over slowly.
"En!" Murong Xue nodded: Song Qingyan, a daughter of the Qingyanhou Mansion, has learned Fusang's unique escaping technique. It seems that she has a close relationship with Fusang people: "When did Song Qingyan get out of prison? "
"A month ago!" Wuhen who came after him said in a deep voice.
Murong Xue's eyes narrowed slightly: "How did she get out?" Intentionally murdering a royal princess is a capital crime, and the people of Shuntian Mansion would never dare to let her go without permission.
"Song Tianwen, Marquis of Wu'an, took care of Shuntian Mansion..." Wuhen said softly.
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows slightly: "Princess Qiqi didn't object?"
Wuhen coughed lightly: "Since Song Qingyan entered the prison, Princess Qiqi never mentioned her again, probably she has long been forgotten..."
Murong Xue: "..."
Well, Princess Qiqi has a childlike heart, and she forgets her grievances and hatreds when she turns around. The people in Shuntian Mansion saw that she hadn't pursued her for a long time, and thought she didn't care about this matter, so they accepted the benefits and let Song Qingyan go...
"Song Qingyan lives in the Marquis of Wu'an now?"
"Yes." Wuhen nodded.
"What's the relationship between her and Song Tianwen?" Murong Xue asked softly.
Wuhen said in a deep voice: "After Song Tianwen took her back to Marquis Wu'an's mansion, he never asked her again. Song Qingyan lived in her small courtyard honestly and rarely came out. Her relationship with Song Tianwen was relatively weak..."
Murong Xue nodded understandingly: Song Qingyan was imprisoned for several months, and she came out for a month, where exactly did she learn the technique of escaping from the ground
There are also Fusang ninjas. A few months ago, they came here to kill Dongfangli. Now, Dongfangli has returned to Xiliang and ascended the throne as emperor. Why are the Fusang ninjas still here
What is the relationship between Song Qingyan and them...
At this moment, Song Qingyan limped back to a dark secret room with her bruised body, and what greeted her was a loud slap on the face: "Slap!"
Song Qingyan was knocked down to the ground, her ears were buzzing, a bright red Wuzhi Mountain appeared on her cheeks, and it was swollen high, her mouth was full of a strong smell of iron embroidery, and an angry question rang out in the dark room: "Who told you to go?" The one who provoked Murong Xue? Forgot what I told you?"
What he taught her was Fusang Kung Fu, so he couldn't expose it to Qing Yanren for the time being, especially not let Murong Xue and Ouyang Shaochen see it, but this idiot in front of him went to plot against Murong Xue...
Enduring the severe pain, Song Qingyan hurriedly knelt down on the ground: "Master calm down, this disciple and Murong Xue have many conflicts, seeing her so complacent, I couldn't hold back for a while..."
"Really? It's not because you are jealous of Murong Xue?" The man hid in the darkness, looking down at Song Qingyan, his dark eyes flashed an undisguised mockery: Song Qingyan and Murong Xue's grievances, he knew everything about it Chu…
"Of course not. Murong Xue has harmed my disciple's relatives. I wish I could eat her alive, how can I be jealous of her!" Song Qingyan paused every word, her voice full of gnashing of teeth.
The man glanced at her, and snorted disdainfully: "Are you jealous of Murong Xue? I'm not interested in being a teacher. But, remember clearly, don't expose your martial arts in front of others. Otherwise, I don't mind killing and leaking the sect." Secret villain!"
In the last sentence, the man raised his voice, causing Song Qingyan's slender body to tremble violently, and said in a low voice: "The disciple wrote it down."
"That's good!" The man's face softened a little, and most of the gloom around him dissipated.
Song Qingyan let out a long sigh of relief. The man's aura is too strong and gloomy. Every time she sees him, she will be overwhelmed. Such a person is definitely stronger than Murong Xue...
Thinking of Murong Xue, Song Qingyan's eyes flashed a hint of viciousness, she raised her head to look at the man: "Master, are you afraid of Murong Xue?"
The man shook his head: "It doesn't count to be afraid, but she is very smart and powerful. As a teacher, I don't plan to make an enemy of her for the time being. When you see her in the future, try to avoid her..."
The current Murong Xue must know that Song Qingyan has practiced Fusang Kungfu, and when he sees her, he will arrest her and force her to question her. He doesn't want his business to be ruined by Song Qingyan's hands.