In the dazzling blue light, the fox ghost screamed and the pain was so ripped that it was hard to bear.

She had always known the power of the Chixiao Sword, and knew that she would soon be lost.

Many unwilling and resentment tortured her face so much that her face was distorted. Her eyes were scary red, full of resentment, staring at Xue Muyan tightly.

Xue Muyan used to say ruthlessly, but she was a knife-like mouth and a slander. Seeing that the fox ghost was really scattered, her compassion arose. She said: "You spare her, and I will be careful in the future and I will not be like her."

Mu Changfeng didn't hear it, and the Chixiao Sword made a "buzzing" sound again, obviously extremely excited.

The fox ghost's eyes became confused and he lay on the ground motionless.

At the critical moment, a woman in white suddenly appeared in the dark, her five fingers flexed like a hook and flew over.

It is light and silent, like an arrow leaving the string, and it is too fast to be taken.

Xue Muyan shouted, "Be careful." He jumped forward, trying to block a fatal blow for Mu Changfeng.

Although he was dizzy and weak all over, Xue Muyan suddenly felt a little more powerful than when he was in normal times when his body was not in trouble.

Unfortunately, the woman in white was faster than her. In the blink of an eye, she arrived beside Mu Changfeng, and her nails became pointed and long, aiming at Mu Changfeng's heart.

Mu Changfeng was waiting for the moment when he was at a loss for his heart. When the woman in white had already penetrated her clothes, three soul-eroding needles were shot out immediately.

The Soul-Eating Needle is also a powerful exorcist weapon passed down from generation to generation by the Mu family, used to deal with powerful evil spirits. If you have a slightly worse cultivation level, you will lose your soul if you win one. A ghost with a high level of cultivation level will cause severe pain and stiffness in your body if you get hit by the Soul-Eating Needle, your limbs will be stiff and you will lose your cultivation level.

Yulong Pavilion has always been compassionate. Mu Tieshan, the great-grandfather of the Mu family, was even more charitable in his later years. He left his last words before his death. Do not use the Soul-Erosion Needle until he absolutely cannot.

Mu Changfeng always remembered his great-grandfather's last words, but the cultivation of the woman in white was really unfathomable, and she had to fight against the enemy with three soul-eroding needles.

However, deep in his heart, his inexplicable affection for the woman in white still exists. He does not want her to lose her soul, but only hopes to disperse her cultivation, so as not to become an unpredictable disaster in the future.

The woman in white groaned, and all three soul-eroding needles were nailed to her lower abdomen. The pain in her heart quickly spread from her lower abdomen to her whole body, and she could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

The attack worked, and Mu Changfeng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, left the fox ghost, pressed the Chixiao Sword to the heart of the woman in white, and said, "It is indeed difficult to get rid of the thousand-year-old resentment spirit, but my soul-eroding needle and Chixiao Sword are not ordinary things. Just nail nine needles on you and stab your heart with another sword, and you will never be in the world from now on. I don't want to make things too difficult for you, I hope you won't have trouble in the future."

"Is that so? You also admit that it is difficult to get rid of the thousand-year-old resentment. How could this girl be removed as long as you want?" A hoarse and unpleasant sentence came coldly from outside the door of the room.

Mu Changfeng was shocked and looked in the sound and saw a woman in white standing outside, wearing white clothes flying in the evening breeze, like a big white butterfly, unparalleled elegantly.

Mu Changfeng was slightly stunned and looked down. The woman in white was pointing at Chi Xiao’s sword, but a black crow with a red and white thing on his head, but it had frozen brains.

The corpse energy is strong and spread everywhere, and it is clearly a corpse ghost.

Mu Changfeng secretly blamed himself, the corpse energy and the ghost energy were completely different, only he was full of thought that the task was completed and he was too excited, so he didn't notice it.

A thousand-mile dike often collapses from insignificant ant holes. A meticulous plan often falls from a small negligence.

Xue Muyan exclaimed and said, "Isn't this the crow that I just beaten to death?"

When Mu Changfeng heard this, his face suddenly became cold and he said in a deep voice: "You killed me?"

Xue Muyan suddenly saw Mu Changfeng's expression and was immediately startled and said, "I didn't mean it, but I was beaten to death by mistake."

Mu Changfeng quickly realized that the crow was beaten to death by Xue Muyan, and was extremely wronged. It could be said that she died with hatred. It was precisely because the woman in white used this to turn the crow into a corpse ghost with her own hostility, and then attacked him with her illusion.

Xue Muyan's unintentional mistakes have become a weapon for a woman in white to turn the situation around.

This "god"-like teammate is simply harmful and cheating.

The woman in white gently posed the black jade flute in her hand and said with a smile: "Mu Changfeng, you are really smart. You first use Xue Muyan as bait to lead her to appear, and then use her as bait to lead me to appear. You are also very brave. You are fighting for the danger that may be heartbroken and wait for my substitute to be close to you and cannot dodge before you can shoot out the soul-eroding needle. Unfortunately, you never thought that there was a living creature who died in vain here, and I turned into a corpse ghost. I said I would like to thank Miss Xue very well."

Mu Changfeng stared at Xue Muyan fiercely. Xue Muyan looked at him apologetically, and suddenly burst into tears with a "wow".

Mu Changfeng wanted to criticize Xue Muyan as a fool who was a fool who was not good enough to make trouble. When he saw her crying, he could no longer say any vicious words.

Then I thought about it and couldn't blame her for this. Since the woman in white has left a hand and without the zombie turned into a crow, his sneak attack plan would be difficult to succeed.

The failure of the plan made Mu Changfeng feel frustrated and angry, but this frustration and anger quickly disappeared, replaced by the pleasure of meeting the opponent.

He has extremely rich experience in the world. He has grown from a young man who has been deceived and ignorant for many years to grow up from a young man who is scheming and plays with evil people. He has not encountered a rival who is equal in many years.

He knew in his heart that the more difficult the enemy was, the more he could temper his mind to perfection. If he knocked down one of them with one move, his mind might not advance but retreat.

"What is the purpose of the girl here? Will you avenge your good blood demon sister?" Mu Changfeng asked as if nothing had happened.

The woman in white smiled softly, floated into the wing room, held the fox ghost's hand, and inputted a stream of spiritual power to help her recover her vitality.

The fox ghost opened his eyes, and the hideous Shura mask came into his eyes, and he said timidly: "Are you here to save me? I thought you were annoyed that I would kill ninety-nine people and would never recognize me as a friend again."

The woman in white said silently, helped the fox ghost up and took away the dust on her body.

Mu Changfeng said: "It turns out that the two are old acquaintances."

The woman in white said, "I and you are both old acquaintances."

Xue Muyan said: "No, I don't know you."

The woman in white waved her hand and a sandalwood table appeared in the middle of the wing room, two sandalwood chairs, the faint fragrance of sandalwood was refreshing, and she said, "Late night chat, you should have good tea to accompany you."

Before Mu Changfeng could answer, Xue Muyan covered her mouth and smiled, saying, "What tea do you drink by a dead person? Who is in the mood to talk to you?"

Mu Changfeng shot two sharp gazes, and Xue Muyan quickly closed her mouth.

"Miss is so elegant and refined, I will ask you to taste a cup of jasmine tea." While saying that, he took out the jasmine flowers and tea sets from the bag. When he was about to use his spiritual power to heat the water in the water bag, the woman in white stretched out her fingers and gently tapped on the sandalwood table twice. Two cups of fragrant jasmine tea appeared on the sandalwood table in response.

The woman in white made a gesture of invitation, picked up a cup and put it close to her nose and smelled it, saying, "It smells so good, but unfortunately I am a ghost and can't drink it at all. I used to like drinking flower tea. The small yard of my home is full of flowers. All kinds of flower tea are also made by myself."

Mu Changfeng felt very sore in his heart. He thought that she had been wandering in the world for thousands of years and must have missed living very much. However, she was deeply resentful and deeply resentful. It was difficult to enter the cycle of reincarnation and reincarnate into a human being.

If she was imprisoned in the Xuanbing Tower, hundreds of years of time might not be able to dissolve her anger.
Chapter completed!