On the path in the mountains, four people were riding horses together. Xiao Xiaohan, who was riding at the front, had a distant look in his eyes, full of worry.
"Sister, are you okay like this?" Lei Wujie said softly to Xiao Se.
"Don't ask me, I don't know," Xiao Se said.
"What you said, I can't go ahead and ask my sister, right?" Lei Wujie scratched his head.
Xiao Se asked: "Did I say anything to you when the two of us left Xueyue City?"
Lei Wujie thought for a while, blinked and said, "Yes, you said that Zhao Yuzhen only has one chance to go down the mountain in this life. But so what?"
Xiao Se patted Lei Wujie's shoulder, shook his head, and ignored Lei Wujie.
At this moment, Xiao Se really felt that Lei Wujie was hopeless. He had made it so clear when he left Xueyue City, but why couldn't he turn his head around?
At this time, Sikong Qianluo, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "Sister, I have rarely spoken since the day the Imperial Master appeared."
Xiao Se sighed secretly, looked at Xiao Xiaohan in front of him, looked up at the sky, and murmured to himself: "Lei's house may be the last stop, which also means that I will go back soon."
"Return to Tianqi?" Sikong Qianluo asked.
"Yeah" Xiao Se nodded.
Xiao Xiaohan, who was walking at the front, suddenly pinched his legs lightly and turned around.
"drive"
Then Xiao Xiaohan's horse began to run lightly. Now she just wanted to go to Lei's house as fast as possible, even if she was afraid of exhausting the horse under her.
The three people behind them saw Xiao Xiaohan walking away and followed him immediately.
Xiao Xiaohan, who was at the front, suddenly grabbed the reins, looked at the man covered in blood in front of him, frowned and said, "This is not the way to Tianqi, Luo Mingxuan, why are you covered in blood?"
"I encountered an ambush in the underground river, and I ran out with all my might." Luo Mingxuan stretched out his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with difficulty, feeling weak and weak.
"Ambush in the dark river? Who are they?" Xiao Xiaohan got off his horse and came to Luo Mingxuan.
"It seems to be from the Mu family..." When Luo Mingxuan saw Xiao Xiaohan reaching out to him, he also reached out to him, his eyes filled with coldness.
"Mu Ying, right?" Xiao Xiaohan said, holding Luo Mingxuan's hand tightly.
"Yes." At this moment, Luo Mingxuan stood up and felt an extremely cold chill running through his body, like a world of ice and snow.
"My Shuanghan is not as good as Master, but I can still deal with you," Xiao Xiaohan said while looking at Luo Mingxuan.
At this time, Luo Mingxuan's face became ferocious, and he raised his other hand to hit Xiao Xiaohan.
"Shua"
Then there was a flash of cold light, and the palm was placed in front of Xiao Xiaohan's face. His hair was flying, and "Luo Mingxuan" in front of him was also stunned. His eyes were full of resentment, and he looked at the Luohan sword pointed away from his neck.
"You forgot one thing, Mu Ying, I made the scar on your face for you," Xiao Xiaohan said.
Suddenly, Luo Mingxuan's face began to melt little by little, revealing that strange face of half man and half woman.
"Yes, I forgot about this." Mu Ying looked at Xiao Xiaohan and said, "You must not feel well either."
"I know whether it feels good or not, but you are going to die today. I don't like being lied to." Xiao Xiaohan suddenly let go of Mu Ying's hand.
Mu Ying in front of him immediately narrowed his eyes and stepped back suddenly. Xiao Xiaohan waved Luo Han and slashed at him at an extremely fast speed. His palms danced wildly, the swords intertwined, and the four swords came down.
Mu Ying was already forced to retreat more than twenty steps. Three people behind Xiao Xiaohan rushed up and saw the scene of the two fighting.
Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianluo were stunned for a moment, then jumped up from their horses. They pulled out the Heart Sword and Silver Moon Spear in the air and stabbed at Mu Ying.
While Mu Ying was fighting with Xiao Xiaohan, when he saw Lei Wujie and the two coming towards him, his expression suddenly turned gloomy.
It was already very difficult to deal with Xiao Xiaohan in front of her. Although she had lowered her level, her swordsmanship was taught by the King of Jiangling and Zhang Xiangjian.
"You're such a pervert. If you dare to hit my sister, you're dead," Lei Wujie said angrily.
As he said that the sword in his hand was stabbing him, Sikong Qianluo on the side also had an angry look on his face, and the silver moon gun in his hand kept stabbing him.
"You bully the few with your numbers," Mu Ying said angrily, but she continuously changed her body shape and used the puppet killing technique, but was chopped down one by one by the three of them.
"You are disgusting," Sikong Qianluo said.
"You seem to have a lot of face, but I prefer you to die with a normal face," Xiao Xiaohan said coldly.
Behind a few people, Xiao Se looked at Mu Ying indifferently and secretly felt sorry for Mu Ying. Of course... it wasn't that kind of pity.
"At first glance, it's obvious that he lied to Xiaohan, otherwise Xiaohan wouldn't have such an angry face." Xiao Se said calmly: "I'm dead."
Mu Ying in front can be said to have recreated the scene in "Luo Mingxuan" just now. He was covered in blood and had several more scars on his face, and two of them were slightly cold.
"You..." Mu Ying touched a few scars on her face, raised her hands suddenly, and a robe flew up, and then another, and another robe flew up, and again, and the last robe flew up. Three
The robe stood upright after falling, and together with Mu Ying herself, formed a square formation, surrounding Xiao Xiaohan and the three of them. Thick mist instantly sprayed out from between the robes.
At this moment, Xiao Se jumped up and slowly stood on the ground. He looked at the poison formation in front of him. His face showed no signs of hurry and he said as calmly as water: "Don't you know the relationship between the head of the Mu family and Xiao Xiaohan?"
Mu Ying was shocked, yes, the daughter of King Jiangling still called the head of the family, Aunt Mu! But her expression quickly recovered. As she stretched out her hand, a thick mist was sprayed towards Xiao Se.
"Haha" Xiao Se faced the oncoming poisonous mist without fear and said with a smile: "It's a pity. I was fortunate enough to have King Jiangling teach me a few tricks, including poison."
"You..." Before Mu Ying could finish speaking, a cold light flashed through the poisonous fog. Lei Wujie had already broken through the dense fog with his sword. He used his sword energy to forcefully draw a barrier around himself, and finally
He was able to break out of the poison and blocked Mu Ying. Xiao Xiaohan and Sikong Qianluo stood in front of him.
"Is it the Red King or the White King?" Xiao Xiaohan said. He raised his other hand with two fingers together, and there was a flash of cold light between the fingers. If you look closely, it is an extremely thin, extremely small, almost transparent needle.
"Say it and you can die."
"Hahaha" Mu Ying suddenly laughed and his face changed into a smiling child, but his voice was still that of an adult. "Princess Princess should know the strength of Anhe, don't underestimate us..."
Before she could finish speaking, Xiao Xiaohan flicked her finger, and the extremely thin, almost transparent needle penetrated Mu Ying's head in an instant.
The Thousand-faced Ghost, whose reputation in the world was more terrifying than Su Changli, the Great Sword Ghost, died under a thin needle.
"I will know everything when I wait for the Lei family," Xiao Xiaohan said.
"Is he dead?" Lei Wu asked doubtfully, reaching out to check Mu Ying's breath before he was sure.
"Let's go, continue on our way." Xiao Xiaohan turned around, mounted the horse, and walked forward.
When the three of them saw Xiao Xiaohan leaving, they also mounted their horses and chased after him.
About a quarter of an hour after the four people left, where Mu Ying died, his body suddenly exploded with a "boom".