079 - Past Life Sisters

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Murong Yingxue furrowed her eyebrows, and the hilt of the sword in her palm was slightly hot.

They had already left with Yuesheng, and it would not be long before a guard would come.

But at this moment, dozens of the same black-clothed people suddenly appeared around, and compared to the previous ones, these people seemed to be the masters of the masters.

After exchanging hands with those people a few times, the palace maid instantly retreated, and took several steps backwards.

"It's not an ordinary master, it seems that it is difficult to deal with. Murong Yingxue said.

Zizhi and the others have been sitting on the roof not far away and watching expressionlessly the whole time, they are not good at interfering in this kind of thing, after all, they are all mortals, no matter who they help, they can't do it, not to mention that they can't reveal their identities yet.

"These people can't be found by the wind. Azusa suddenly joked.

After all, she said before that she borrowed a knife to kill people, and Feng Fushang still agrees.

"The Demon Lord probably wouldn't do such a low-level thing. Xiao Luo didn't believe it.

But as she was talking, Zizhi only felt that there seemed to be a gust of wind blowing around her, and when she turned around, she was startled when she saw that the wind appeared beside her at some point.

"Lord Demon. Xiao Luo was also surprised.

Feng Fushang lifted his robe, stretched his eyes and stared downward, those men in black were obviously here to take her life, not to mention the rush up, they simply wanted her life.

Murong Yingxue's martial arts are indeed not weak, but it may not be easy to defeat ten with one, not to mention, there is also a person who wants to stop her.

The corners of Feng Fusheng's mouth slightly hooked up an indifferent smile, and with a movement of his fingertips, he saw a white glimmer fly out in an instant and land on Murong Yingxue's body.

Zizhi didn't understand what he wanted, and glanced at him in surprise, but saw that below, Shun, who was obviously flying in mid-air just now, fell down as if his hands and feet were tied.

"Lord Moju, what did you do?" Xiao Luo was also a little confused.

Feng Fushang said lightly: "If you want her to die, those people will help us, as long as she doesn't resist." ā€

Yes, as long as her hands and feet are restrained, or if she loses her martial arts in an instant, the people in black below will not be able to kill her?

But wouldn't this approach be less bright?

Zizhi tilted her head and glanced at Feng Fusheng, and immediately dissipated her thoughts after meeting his somewhat unruly gaze.

People are demon lords of the demon world, and they are originally on the dark side, so what is the light or not the light!

Sure enough, those black-clothed people also noticed that Murong Yingxue was wrong, and they rushed up in an instant, and Xueliang's sword blade stabbed at her suddenly.

The palace maid didn't seem to have discovered what was going on, and when she turned around, she realized that it was too late.

"Princess!"

Murong Yingxue's temperament was already a little arrogant, with only a hint of indifferent smile on the corner of her mouth, the hand holding the sword in her hand tightened slightly, and then closed her eyes.

"Xue'er!" suddenly heard Liu Guifei's voice in her ears, and when she opened her eyes, a figure suddenly rushed in front of her, and suddenly pressed her down, and then she heard the sound of the blade piercing her body, as if the sound of the best brocade silk being torn apart in an instant.

"Someone! Hurry!" There were many footsteps behind him in an instant, presumably Yuesheng called for help.

Seeing this, the man in black instantly withdrew his hand and suddenly dispersed.

Murong Yingxue lay on the ground in a daze, the person on her body moved slightly, and hot blood dripped down her body, staining her skirt red.

"Mother. She cried out in disbelief with her lips quivering.

"Cher. Liu Guifei wanted to raise her head, but the strength on her body seemed to be completely drained, and she didn't even have the strength to stretch out her hand.

"Mother!" Murong Yingxue's eyes turned red instantly, and she suddenly picked up Liu Guifei, the blade of the sword almost penetrated her entire body, and the red blood also dyed her clothes red, and it only took an inch to stab her body.

"Beloved concubine!" The emperor hurriedly ran over, and then held Liu Guifei in his arms.

Murong Yingxue was a little at a loss, but as if she suddenly remembered something, she suddenly turned her head and looked at them with sharp eyes, and her black pupils reflected an indescribable resentment.

"She's not going to know we're here. Azusa looked at her with a little seeping gaze.

Feng Fushang smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, "It seems that you should know." ā€

"No, it won't. Xiao Luo couldn't believe it.

Hua Zhu had a gloomy face, "That thing on her wrist." ā€

Wrist?

Hearing this, Zizhi instantly looked towards her wrist, and the emerald green bracelet on her wrist looked extremely eye-catching.

Yes, it's the bracelet!

Murong Yingxue got up from the ground in an instant, there were large pieces of blood on her plain white dress, like a red peony in full bloom, her eyes hated, and she suddenly threw the sword in her hand and walked towards them.

The Emperor looked at her in some surprise, as if he did not understand her actions, but did not say anything to stop her.

Murong Yingxue walked all the way, but Feng Fushang seemed to know something, and instantly flew down from the roof, and then walked to the other side of the roof.

Zizhi and the others also hurriedly followed.

"But just to get an answer, is it necessary to resort to such despicable means?" Murong Yingxue's shallow clothes looked a little lonely in the wind, but the expression on her face was not like this.

Feng Fushang showed a noncommittal expression, and his handsome face revealed a hint of demonic energy.

"Looks like you're remembering. He said very conclusively.

"Feng Fusheng, you are still a dignified demon lord in vain, and you have resorted to such despicable means! It's a pity, you miscalculated, you thought I would die today, but I want to tell you, I won't die!" she sneered and shook her sleeves suddenly.

Hua Zhu was a little stunned, and the expression on his face froze. What did she mean by this? She had clearly calculated her horoscope, not to mention that her father had also said that every time she was reincarnated, she would not live to be 20 years old! Or did she not yet have the time?

"Why? It seems that Princess Huazhu doesn't quite believe what I say. She looked at Hua Zhu with a mockery in her eyes.

That look made Hua Zhu's breath tighten, "Do you remember me?"

"Of course, after all, we were sisters in a previous life. ā€

"Sister?!" Azusa's eyes widened instantly.

Hua Zhu was also at a loss, and when she heard this, the surprised expression on her face was the same as Zizhi's, "What do you mean by this? What sister?"

The corners of Murong Yingxue's mouth slightly hooked up a mocking smile, slowly walked in front of Feng Fusheng, raised her eyes and stared at his face, and said word by word: "Lord Demon Lord, don't you just want to know, who was Yingshu back then? Then let me tell you, without this person, no one would ever be called Yingshu!"

The corners of Feng Fushang's eyes moved when he heard this, but the expression on his face did not change at all.