Xia Shuning turned around and saw the death fog, and quickly stepped forward and asked: "Why did you come in if you weren't waiting outside the door!"
Death Mist walked towards Bai Ruoming with his hood on: "The method they said was to use the treasures of Baishuang Palace, but they didn't want to use them to help you. I could hear the conversation in the hall outside the door.
It’s very clear that if I don’t expose her, even if your mother is about to die, they won’t come to help!”
After that, he turned to look at the doctor and said with a smile: "And this doctor, the three-legged cat's kung fu is so eloquent and changeable. Your mother's condition is not what he said at all."
"I once told you that your mother was seriously injured and did not recover. She was not unconscious as he said. If that was the case, the Academy Master would have woken your mother up long ago! I couldn't bear to hear that, so I rashly
How come you, the dignified sect master, deceived the people of the academy like this? Is your famous Baishuang Palace so indifferent to the lives of others?"
Death Wu's words made Bai Ruoming blush, and she even clenched her fists and wanted to take action.
After hearing this, Xia Shuning said angrily: "So that's it. It turns out that you don't want to save my mother. In that case, please return my mother to me and we can leave."
Originally it was normal to return her mother to her, but Bai Ruoming turned her head and looked at the death fog in front of her, and suddenly hesitated.
"Your mother still needs to rest and rest, I think you'd better not torment her any more!"
After Xia Shuning heard this, she didn't think it was abnormal, but what Death Wu said next shocked Xia Shuning.
"Hmph, your generation of sect leader has made a good calculation. As a person from Haotian Pavilion, do you really think that I will be moved by you just because I am the mother of a Qi cultivator? Besides, she is still from the academy.
!If Patriarch Haotian hadn’t wanted to see her, I could have attacked and killed you in one fell swoop!”
Xia Shuning was shocked: "You! You actually used my mother to threaten Death Wu! You are also known as a famous sect in Qi Xiu Continent, please return my mother to me!"
Xia Shuning shouted angrily, and her voice resounded throughout the entire hall, causing the guards outside the door to hear and walk in one after another.
Seeing Death Wu in the middle hall, he immediately took out the long sword from his waist and pointed it directly at Death Wu and Xia Shuning in front of him.
Bai Ruoming looked at the two of them coldly and said disdainfully: "Now everyone knows that Xiyun Palace has been destroyed, and your Xiyun Palace has disappeared. You are still pretending here. I have just advised you not to be a Qi cultivator.
You are a traitor, let alone a traitor from the Academy, but you don’t listen, but now you are still standing on the side of the Death Mist to jointly criticize us, Baishuang Palace?”
"If you want to see your mother, you have to work with us from Baishuang Palace to deal with the Death Mist. Otherwise, don't even think about it!"
Bai Ruoming roared loudly, which made Xia Shuning's heart tighten. So what if this is like this?
At this time, Death Wu lifted up his hood and said sternly: "How can what you so-called Qi cultivators do compare with Haotian Pavilion? Although our Haotian Pavilion has killed countless people, most of them are people who deserve to be killed.
It’s not like you, who refuse to save me until death! Since you don’t want to resolve the matter peacefully, don’t blame me for being rude!”
"Miss Xia, if you step back and they want to start a war, then I will play with them. Let alone her as the acting sect leader, even if their real sect leader is in front of me at this moment, he is no match for me!"
Seeing that Death Wu was about to take action, Xia Shuning took a few steps back. Little did she know that at this time, she was also surrounded by the disciples of Baishuang Palace. Xia Shuning, who was extremely frightened, looked at the people around her, and the palms of her hands were constantly sweating. She
Where have I seen such a scene?
"You guys, you actually have to deal with Qi cultivators!"
Xia Shuning said something in a panic, but these female disciples all sneered.
"Xia Gun Niang, we don't want this. If you are willing to work with us to deal with the death fog, there is still time!" Bai Ruoming's coy look really made Xia Shuning extremely annoying, so she closed her mouth tightly and watched their eyes widen.
Seeing this, Death Mist slowly took out three flying blades in his hand and said in a low voice and disdain: "Reason with these people? Don't waste your words!"
Then he turned around and threw the three flying blades out. The three flying blades surrounded him and Xia Shuning. Then he saw all the female disciples around him fall down one after another and could no longer get up. Only Bai Ruoming was left to hide away.
"Hmph, it's not bad. If you can dodge my flying blade, your cultivation level is pretty good!"
Death Mist retracted the flying blade, stood still and looked at Bai Ruoming in front of him without moving. That head of black mist looked so gloomy and terrifying at this moment.
Bai Ruoming looked at the dead fog, and her hands began to shake inadvertently.
Although the sect master of Baishuang Palace is practicing in seclusion on the Qianzhang Snow Mountain, leaving the position of sect leader to Bai Ruoming temporarily, according to the current Bai Ruoming, ordinary things in the sect are still suitable, but for the people of Haotian Pavilion
, is a bit immature; let alone the death fog of the left and right pavilion envoys, even a few spies from the Haotian Pavilion would probably be wary of this situation.
She slowly took the scimitar in her hand, beads of sweat on her temples kept flowing down, and her heart was in a state of confusion. She had absolutely no confidence in facing the death fog.
At this time, several more female disciples rushed outside the hall. Xia Shuning suddenly turned around and saw that the door was full of people, each holding a long sword in their hands. They looked very scary, so she couldn't help but hide behind the death fog.
Death Wu glanced behind him and said with a smile: "Haha, so many people are here to die again. I didn't expect that although the Baishuang Palace's mansion is not big, there are quite a lot of disciples stationed there."
After saying that, he stamped his feet, and three people who looked exactly like Death Mist suddenly appeared. They turned around in an instant, knocking the female disciples standing at the door to the ground, and then guarded the door of the nave.
"Split, clone technique? I didn't expect Haotian Pavilion's tricks to be so powerful!"
Seeing this, Bai Ruoming took another half step back and retreated to the steps below the main seat.
Without saying a word, Death Wu came to the main seat on the steps and sat down in the blink of an eye. This sitting made Bai Ruoming suddenly furious.
Pointing at the death fog on the main seat, he reprimanded loudly: "Death fog! That is the position of the leader of Baishuang Palace. You are really shameless for acting so openly!"
Death Wu stood up and used a little force to throw the main chair under the steps. He teleported to Bai Ruoming. The two were very close, almost face to face. Bai Ruoming looked at the group of people.
The black mist kept rolling, occasionally accompanied by lightning-like white lines, exuding a turbid and bloody smell, which made the pupils of Bai Ruoming's eyes keep dilating. She felt a sense of fear that she had never experienced before, which made her
People suffocate.
"Sect Master Bai, although you are the acting sect leader and manage the affairs of the sect, do you really want your Baishuang Palace residence to be like this chair, or do you want to be safe and sound? It all depends on your thoughts!"
Bai Ruoming's neck seemed to be held down by something, unable to move. She was stared at by the death fog, falling into infinite fear.
At this time, the female disciples who were lying on the ground in pain all shouted: "Acting Master! You must not be restrained by him..."
Xia Shuning shuddered at this time. Looking at the situation of the death fog, the tense and fearful atmosphere made her huddle up in the corner of the central hall...