1127. The mysterious lady who appeared in the dungeon 3
Leng Xuan smiled: "Hello, it's nice to meet you, it's also a kind of fate that we can meet in this cell." I don't know why you were arrested?I heard the guard call you 'Miss' just now, so your status in the Five-Color Sect should not be low, right?" As he spoke, Leng Xuan habitually touched his nose.
A trace of bitterness appeared on Mu Qingqing's delicate face, and he groaned for a while before hearing her sigh: "You are right, my master used to be the master of the five-color sect, but unfortunately he was killed by his fellow sects, not only lost his position as the master of the door, but also was locked in the dungeon and became a prisoner. ”
Hearing her words, Leng Xuan was stunned, from Mu Qingqing's words, it was obvious that the five-color faction had undergone a change, and Mu Qingqing and they were the losers. He had told Uncle Zhang a lot about this kind of thing before, and it was nothing more than people who were blinded by the desire for power, fighting wantonly in order to seize power regardless of their comrades. It's just that he didn't expect that he would encounter this kind of thing in person. After hesitating for a moment, Leng Xuan couldn't help but ask, "Is there a woman named Xiuxiu in your five-color faction, do you know her?" he asked because he was curious about why the two of them had some similarities in appearance.
When Mu Qingqing heard Xiuxiu's name, his face changed, and then he frowned and asked, "Why are you asking this? How did you know Xiuxiu? What is your relationship with her?" Hearing her several questions in a row, Leng Xuan smiled bitterly, and then told him about his experience of meeting the pair of men and women when he went up the mountain, as well as his curiosity about their appearance.
Mu Qingqing immediately gritted his teeth when he heard this, his face was a little hateful, and he looked at the hay on the ground in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, I heard her say slowly: "It's okay to tell you, in fact, Xiuxiu and I are two sisters, and we are also sisters of the same father and mother, and I am one year younger than her." Our two sisters had their parents die young, and we were fortunate enough to be accepted into the Five-Color Sect, and we both worshipped a different master. At that time, my master was the master of the sect, and her master was the elder of the sect and the younger sister of the sect master. ”
Mu Qingqing also seemed to want to find someone to talk to, so he gradually opened the conversation, only to hear her continue: "Although Xiuxiu and I are sisters, our personalities are very different, she likes to do things unrestrained, and her behavior is reckless, in order to achieve the goal, she will not consider the legitimacy of the means. At first, when she was with me, she was fine and a little restrained in all aspects, but since she followed her master, she has gradually become presumptuous. ”
"This may also have something to do with the character of her master, her master used to be a sister to my master, and I worshipped under the door of the previous master, but because Xiuxiu's master acted evilly, unscrupulously, and narrow-minded, flaws must be retributed. Therefore, the previous master passed the position of master to my master before he died, so Xiuxiu's master has always been obsessed with this. Even when my master became the head of the sect, he always looked for opportunities to oppose her. Xiuxiu may have been influenced by her and hated my master, and later developed this hatred into me. Speaking of this, Mu Qingqing couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice.