Chapter 1133

At the same time, Xiao Xi and Ouyang Shaochen followed the golden silk thread to the front of a luxurious mansion. Looking at the three gilded characters "prime minister's residence" written above the gate of the mansion, Ouyang Shaochen's deep eyes narrowed fiercely: the person who captured xue'er's soul was actually in the Mu Xiangfu

"No, that man's speed of soul capture has been accelerated." Xiao Xi's low warning sound sounded. Ouyang Shaochen lowered her head and saw that the golden silk thread on Murong Xue's head was twice as thick as it was just now, and the flowing speed was also twice as fast as before

Ouyang Shaochen's face changed very ugly in an instant. His toes were light, and his slender body was like a cloud. He flew straight into the Mu Xiangfu.

Xiao Xi also quickly followed in.

In the distance, Xiao Xi saw a offering table in the red plum grove of the prime minister Mu's residence. A man in a black cloak was standing in front of the table, playing a complicated hand formula. With the traction of his formula, the golden silk thread overflowed from Murong Xue's head and floated to the front of the altar

Xiao Xi's eyes were awe inspiring. A golden light flew out of his fingertips and hit the tray on the table. He only heard "bang!" At the sound of the sound, the tray was broken, and the black hair and yellow paperboard in the tray were also broken into dozens of pieces, dozens of pieces, fluttering and falling to the ground

The cloaked man in front of the table was shaken back two or three steps. "Poof," a mouthful of blood, chest burning pain!

Who broke his big deal!

The cloaked man raised his head viciously and saw a young man in a blue robe fluttering down from the air! Man's beautiful face, elegant posture, see Cape man fierce squint eyes: Xiao Xi, how can it be him!

With a strong sense of vigilance and fear in his heart, the man's right hand, which he held slightly, suddenly opened, and the strong black technique quickly condensed in his palm, and mercilessly attacked Xiao Xi

Xiao Xi raised his hand carelessly. Gold rays flew out of his fingertips and hit the black technique. He only heard the sound of "bang". The black and gold skills collided, and they all turned into flying ash and disappeared in the transparent air

The cloaked man has more hatred at the bottom of his eyes, and his left and right hands are all open to prepare for the technique of condensation. Unexpectedly, Xiao Xi's body moves, and in an instant he comes to him with a backhand and knocks him to the ground. Before he has time to react, he kicks him hard and rolls him forward

Suddenly, Mu Tianqi was stunned. Then he reacted. He glanced at the cloaked man who was kicked by Xiao Xi and rolled back and forth on the ground. His face was black and was about to drip ink: "sacrifice Xiao, what are you doing?"

Before Xiao Xi said anything, a cold voice came out in the Qingyue: "Mu Tianqi, what are you doing? Well done, why take xue'er's soul? "

Mu Tianqi raised his head and saw Ouyang Shaochen floating down in front of him, looking at his eyes, cold as ice.

Capture Murong Xue's soul? When did he capture Murong Xue's soul?

Mu Tianqi is full of doubts.

"Have you never photographed Snow's soul? So what's going on? " Ouyang Shaochen is not polite to ask.

Mu Tianqi followed his eyes and saw Murong Xue in his arms. Murong Xue was pale and his eyes were closed. There was a layer of golden Sanskrit around her. The Sanskrit moved back and forth around her. The strands of golden soul beside the offering table floated in front of Murong snow, attached to the golden Sanskrit orderly, and slowly melted into Murong Xue's body ……

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