Murong Limeng saw that a mini tablet appeared in the palm of one of them, and gently pressed it on the tablet. The tablet emits a light that reveals a vivid video.

A woman with a tired face and disheveled hair was on full alert, step by step, cautiously walking through a large dark formation. She held a bloodstained ancient sword in her hand, and when a demon attacked, she cut the demon into two parts, and when a demon came to disturb her, she swung her sword and split the demon into pieces......

Suddenly, the woman seemed to realize that the feeling of being watched by someone would not be wrong, she raised her head instantly, and just met Murong Limeng's eyes on the tablet!

It's just that she can't see Murong Limeng, but Murong Limeng can see her clearly!

Deserted!

It's the woman who once fought alongside her in the Moonless Secret Realm!

"What did you do to her?" Murong Limeng became angry in an instant, and slapped his backhand on the face of the Spiritual Silence Stage monk on his right.

"Don't worry, Miss Murong. The beaten monk wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, not only was he not angry, but he said very arrogantly, "If you hand over Su Zichen to us, we will immediately release your friend!"

"It's that simple?" Murong Limeng smiled.

The two men were tingling with her laughter, but two people were better than one, at least to be courageous. The two of them really looked at each other, cheering each other up, and the monk who had been beaten suddenly raised his voice, "This is the condition, do you agree or not?!"

Murong Limeng suddenly felt that in addition to participating in the Ten Academies Competition, there were more interesting things waiting for her on this trip to Qingyun......

This was the first hour after she had just set foot on the land of Qingyun.

She had already found out from the Internet that this year's Ten Courtyard Contest had started in advance, but they didn't receive news in Bagua City at that time.

As for why it was advanced by five days, the Internet did not elaborate on the reason.

And today, it is the fifth day after the start of the 10-academy competition.

Murong Limeng showed a hint of hesitation, this scene and the scene where she hit the monk of the Spiritual Silence Period just now can just prove that Leng Qingluan has an extraordinary status in Murong Limeng's mind.

The two Spiritual Silence Stage monks were both human spirits, and they had already seen this, but they were not in a hurry to force Murong Limeng to comply.

"Miss Murong, to tell you the truth, I, Zhang Ziyun, and my brother Hua Fang have seen countless girls in our lives, and we have never seen such a stunning ...... girl" Zhang Ziyun is the monk of the Spiritual Silence Period who has not been beaten.

At this moment, Zhang Ziyun and Hua Fang already had a bottom in their hearts, knowing that the relationship between Murong Limeng and Leng Qingluan was really as extraordinary as they investigated, and they immediately had dirty thoughts!

Hua Fang also changed his ruthless complexion, and saw that Murong Limeng's eyes were filled with evil light, which made every cell in Murong Limeng's body so disgusted that he wanted to vomit.

Murong Limeng already had murderous intent towards Zhang Ziyun and Hua Fang in his heart, but the two of them didn't realize it, Hua Fang also recklessly stretched out a wolf claw to touch Murong Limeng's shoulder, but was slapped away by Murong Limeng's palm!

"Hehe, it's still a little pepper!I like ......" Hua Fang's eyes were full of viciousness, and he had already imagined a hundred ways to torture Murong Limeng to death in his heart.

Murong Limeng smiled, "Really?"

Hua Fang and Zhang Ziyun suddenly found that their bodies couldn't move!

The eyes of the two showed fear at the same time, and they threatened: "Murong Limeng, your friend Leng Qingluan is still in our hands!

"Hahaha......" Murong Limeng seemed to hear a big joke, "Kill you, won't anyone else come to me?!"

Hua Fang and Zhang Ziyun were extremely frightened, and they wanted to struggle, but Murong Limeng's "Proud World" Ice Sword had already cut their necks......

Murong Limeng turned her back to them, and after the "Proud World" Ice Sword turned in a circle, it flew back into her hand, and the surrounding area was filled with a murderous and cold aura, and the birds and insects were extinct.

Quietly, Hua Fang and Zhang Ziyun's bodies gradually faded away, and Murong Limeng knew that it was the other party's people who collected the bodies of the two of them.

Such a corpse, left in the secular world, if it is seen, will cause a lot of trouble.

"Go back and tell the people who sent you to take care of the cold mountains, otherwise, don't think about getting Su Ziji. ”

There were three members of the Chinese party hiding in the shadows, and they all felt a chill down their spines at this time, as if they were being scrutinized without concealment.

"Girl, three days later, Qingyunxi, Wind and Rain Pavilion ......" Seeing Murong Limeng going away against the wind, one of them finally mustered up the courage to shout.

Murong Limeng didn't hear it or not, and he wasn't quite sure.

After this episode, Murong Limeng's mood was destroyed to the extreme.

After the three of them made sure that they were far away, Murong Limeng turned back again.

Quietly following the three of them all the way, turning countless street corners, passing through several crowded squares, the three finally disappeared in a quiet Zen courtyard in the downtown area.

Murong Limeng stood in the clouds, wrote down where they had disappeared, and transformed into a high school girl with a schoolbag on her back, and this girl also had smart, straightforward black hair, which was tied into a high ponytail and hung down behind her head.

Murong Limeng pretended to be an ordinary tourist and slowly walked into the Zen temple.

The temple is called Gu Ci, located in the middle of the city, but it is very quiet. Everyone who entered the temple tried not to speak loudly, and on both sides of the only avenue in the temple was the long corridor of the ancient painting boat, where there were many people who were leisurely drinking tea.

Turning past an ancient wall screen depicting a Zen pattern, a few mandala flowers burst into view. Pink mandala flowers bloom all over the emerald green branches, like strings of gently fluttering lanterns.

A faint floral fragrance broke into his nose, and Murong Limeng's eyes lit up with a strange look: This mandala flower is not simple at all!

The position of each flower is corresponding, and the direction of metaphysical gossip corresponds to one by one, and the degree of opening of each flower is just right.

Even the fragrance of this flower is not static, with the passage of time, the fragrance of the mandala flower is sometimes elegant, sometimes light and tasteless, and sometimes it becomes a little stronger. In general, this fragrance belongs to the light category.

Murong Limeng was watching it with relish, but he felt that the shadow of the flower was changing, and the position of some mandala flowers was quietly changing!

As soon as Murong Limeng turned around, he found that the way he came was gone, replaced by an empty, tall transparent flower house!