"Hmph, you can get the antidote back from him!" Baili Xun smiled coldly, "Murong Zixuan can use thaumaturgy and is unrivaled, but the strange thing is that he listened to Yi Jingxiao's advice
Order, we will definitely die in this painting."
Bai Yao was slightly startled and stared blankly at the man in black outside.
Murong Zixuan... was nothing like the modern man who died together with her. The modern Zixuan had a baby face, and he looked innocent and cute...
As for this one, his facial features were firm and cold, and the endless murderous aura in him was unparalleled and powerful that Bai Yao had seen for the first time.
However, what surprised both Bai Yao and Baili Xun was that Murong Zixuan just stood there, motionless.[
"He didn't take action, he just wanted to wait for us to die automatically!"
Baili Xun said coldly, there was no smile on the monster's pretty face.
His skin also felt itchy and red spots appeared on his face.
Bai Yao resisted the itching feeling on his body. The window was made of wood, but it was like a modern anti-theft net that separated the outside from the room.
Bai Yao split the window open with one palm and jumped out of the room. Baili Xun followed behind. He had no intention of killing Bai Yao, but in order to get the antidote, he could only stand with her and kill Murong Zi together.
Xuan fell down.
Bai Yao jumped in front of Murong Zixuan, looking at those ruthless and cold eyes, those bloodthirsty eyes, he couldn't help but touch his chin.
"Murong Zixuan? Do you remember that you were with me when you died in your last life? I am Bai Yao!"
Murong Zixuan looked expressionlessly at Bai Yao, whose face was slightly red but still cute.
This woman was about sixteen years old, petite in stature, with a clear aura in her watery eyes, and a cunning smile.
Murong Zixuan was secretly surprised, is this the current puppet queen Ouyang Yao'er?
How could the legendary frail, weak and incompetent queen have such a good expression and such courage?
"Are you really not that Murong Zixuan?" Bai Yao was a little disappointed. After all, she never thought that Murong Zixuan would leave modern times with her.
However, this person is indeed not him.
Murong Zixuan still didn't speak, his eyes were cold, but his murderous aura was getting stronger and stronger.