The man in black raised his eyes and looked at Murong Xue. Her eyes were closed, and a little pain appeared on her bright face. It seemed that she saw a very sad memory: "her dream seems not so good..."

"The dream comes from the heart. Murong Xue is pursuing the truth of her father's death. Two people who know the inside story die in front of her. Of course, her dream will not be good." The saint said carelessly, with a look of disapproval.

"So it is." The man in black nodded and saw the silver key in the hands of the saint: "is this what the master is looking for?"

"Well!" The saint nodded and stood up slowly.

"Let's take it to the master at once." The man in Black said low, turning to go.

The saint quickly stopped him: "wait, we can't just leave like this!" In the ethereal voice, there was indescribable coldness in his voice. He heard the man in black frown slightly: "what else do you want to do?"

"Murong Xue is very smart, and his martial arts are very good. He also controls the shadow guards left by Murong Yue. He is a very difficult role to deal with. It is better to eradicate them as soon as possible." The saint was a word for word, and her eyes were cold.

The man in black shook his head in disapproval: "dreamgrass can make people fall into a dream. Murong Xue has inhaled so many dreamlike grass breath. He will surely fall into a dream and never wake up again. In time, he will die quietly in his dream. Why do you have to kill her again..."

"I'm not afraid of ten thousand. I'm afraid that if Mu Rongxue wakes up, he will be our strong enemy. We should rather kill the wrong one than let it go." The saint looked at Murong snow, and the cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

The man in black frowns slightly: "Ouyang Shaochen is nearby. If you kill murongxue, you will probably disturb him..."

The saint didn't think so. The God secretly lowered her voice: "don't worry. I'll light up my movements. If a sword turns out to be Murong Xue, it won't disturb anyone." When the wrist turned, a dagger inlaid with sapphire suddenly appeared. The sharp blade of the dagger drew a cold and cold light in the air, and stabbed Murong Xue fiercely

Seeing that the dagger was about to stab Murong Xue, Murong Xue suddenly opened his eyes, and his dark pupils twinkled with cold cold and cold light. Mercilessly, he hit the saint daughter with a merciless palm, and hit her heavily on the wall. Her back was hot. She raised her eyes to Murong Xue, and her eyes flashed with deep shock and disbelief: "how can this be possible?"

Murong snow sucked so much dream grass, should die in the nightmare is, how can wake up?

"When I walked into the room, I already smelled the smell of dreamgrass mixed with sandalwood. I took the antidote pill quietly. Dreamgrass had no effect on me. The reason why I pretended to fall in a dream according to your meaning is to lead your master behind the scenes..." Murong Xueman said without heart, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were cold.

"The beautiful and despicable face of the little snow," she said

"I can't compare with you. I'm pretending to be the goddess of the palace." Murong snow disdained to hum, the bottom of the eyes flashing naked light mockery.

"When did you see that I was a fake?" said the saint She pretended to be very good and did not show any flaw.

"When I saw you, I saw it." Murong Xue's eyes were cold: "the goddess of the palace has always raised her dignity and worries. Even if she practices the skills, she must have ten fingers, which are as white as green onion. She will never be like you with a thin cocoon on her hand!" Although the cocoon on her hand is very light and light, it is also a cocoon, which is produced by practicing sword.

"You are clever, but you can't take the silver key back when it's in our hands." The woman's every word, ethereal voice with a little bit of cold pride.

Murong Xue disdained to sneer: "do you think that I will give you the silver key after I find out that you are a fake saint? What you have in your hand is just a fake key. Keep it if you like. It is also made of pure silver. If you melt it with high temperature, it can be cast into a small silver ingot. "

The woman's face sank in an instant. Looking at Murong Xue coldly, there was a chill at the bottom of her eyes

Murong snow turned a blind eye, leisurely way: "who is your master behind the scenes?"

"No comment!" There was a gnashing of teeth in the woman's voice.

Murong snow did not care, low way: "but I want to know."

"Then go and ask the king of hell." The woman drank coldly, the dagger in the hand waved out a sharp cold awn in the air, and stabbed Murong snow mercilessly.

Murong Xue did not show weakness. He pulled out his soft sword at his waist and met the woman. In an instant, he saw two figures, red and blue, up and down, left and right, fighting tightly. He could not tell who was who. The sharp and changeable sword light and moves dazzled people

The man in black frowned slightly, and the master repeatedly told him to keep a low profile and bring the silver key quietly. But now, she and murongxue are fighting so fiercely that you can hear them more than ten meters away. No matter how good the sound insulation of the walls and doors and windows of Sifang Pavilion is, it can't block their fighting sound. It's not good to disturb those who should not be disturbed. They must let them fight Quick fight, quick decision

The man's eyes are cold, the sword in his hand pours out and stabs at murongxue mercilesslyMurong Xue opened the woman in front of her with a cold smile. Her wrist turned over. The sword in her hand hit the man's sword. She heard the sound of "dangdangdang". The man was beaten back and left countless scars on his body. Blood oozed from the wound and dyed his clothes red

Murong Xue! The woman's eyes are cold and she stabs Murong Xue with her sword.

Murong Xue curled up a cold smile, raised his foot and kicked the man in black. He waved his sword to meet the woman's long sword. They fought again. The sharp cold light flashed back and forth in the air, and the fierce sword spirit burst forth. Murong Xue, the woman fought fiercely, smashed the gate and jumped out of the Square Pavilion

The crowd outside the Square Pavilion quickly retreated, standing in a safe place, looking at the fierce fight between Murong Xue and the two women, looking at each other. What's going on?

Murong Xue and the woman's sword skills are similar. After nearly a hundred moves, they still can't win or lose. Suddenly, Murong Xue sees a weakness of the woman's sword technique. He kicks her hard and kicks her to the ground three or four meters away

Murong Xue jumped up and stabbed the woman's chest mercilessly with the long sword in his hand. He saw that he was about to stab the woman's body. A long sword swung out of thin air and hit Murong Xue's soft sword hard, which shocked her out of the sky

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