The purple-robed woman lowered her eyes and looked at Mu Ying, her slender eyelashes covered half of her translucent cyan pupils, and there was no emotion in her calm eyes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After a while, her lips opened slightly.

"Give me the Demon Spirit Spectrum."

Mu Ying was stunned for a moment, then nodded, the gold pattern on her arm flashed, and a fox skin ancient book jumped into her palm.

The purple-robed woman stretched out her slender hand and took it.

"If you dare to snatch the book, my fox clan will take you." Ying Sulong hugged Mu Ying in her arms and said word by word.

"Even the Great Patriarch of the Heavenly Fox didn't dare to be so presumptuous when he saw me, relying on your mere side branches?" The purple-robed woman opened the demon spirit spectrum by herself, and her eyes didn't bother to squint.

The pages of the book flipped in her hand, and suddenly stopped, and the jade-white fingers gently picked up a page, and with a shock of the fingertips, the ancient gold page was broken off at the root.

Burst!

As soon as the page fell, Mu Ying, who was connected to her bloodline, was hit hard, and a mouthful of blood arrows spurted out, and the little spiritual power that had just gathered dissipated with it.

"When your strength is up, come to me and get it back, now you are not qualified."

The purple-robed woman didn't even glance at Mu Ying, she picked up the page with her fingers, her blue eyes swept slightly, and then she took it straight in her hand, jumped forward, and swept towards the sky.

The page fluctuated with the wind, sometimes obscured, and Mu Ying couldn't see her race, but she saw four small words at the bottom of the page.

Xuanji has not arrived.

“… Xuanji? Mu Ying's voice was hoarse, and she screamed tentatively and softly.

The delicate body in the sky slammed suddenly.

The purple-robed woman turned around and looked at Mu Ying from a distance, her pretty face cold.

"I'm sorry...... Mu Ying pursed her lips and showed a somewhat bitter smile, "I don't know your background so decisively." ”

"If I had known, I probably wouldn't have done this, I'm sorry......"

Xuanji didn't float in the air, listening to Mu Ying's apology word by word, her cold pretty face became more and more gloomy.

"Did you know... Fang Cai, you've already walked through the ghost gate? Her eyes were indifferent, and her blurt out was like ice drops falling to the ground.

Hearing this, Mu Ying was stunned for a moment, feeling a little puzzled by her inexplicable anger.

"Hmph." Seeing Mu Ying's blank expression, Xuanji just snorted coldly, as if she was too lazy to bother with Mu Ying anymore, her delicate body twisted, stepped into the sky in a few steps, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Mu Ying could see clearly that her way happened to be the deepest part of the Chenjiashan Gate.

Bang!

At the moment when the purple shadow disappeared into the Chen family's complex, a loud noise suddenly sounded, and then Mu Ying saw those jade pavilions, along with a broken tower and countless courtyards, all of which instantly collapsed into the dust like tofu. And the shadow still didn't stop, and it used its body as a cannonball to weave through the few remaining houses, and the rubble and ruins everywhere it passed.

It wasn't until all those houses collapsed that she gave up, and the jade foot stepped in the air, and the monstrous demonic power was released along the toes, and a large area of ruins under her body was instantly pressed out of a huge pit, and countless green bricks turned into dust, and its people had already swept into the sky.

"I don't know... In this way, she still loves to eat sugar gourds. Mu Ying looked at the sky in a daze, and the corners of her mouth showed a self-deprecating wry smile.

"And that's what I'm thinking about!" Ying Sulong said with some distress, "Does the injury on your body still hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Mu Ying smiled and shook her head, "Her subordinates have shown mercy, which shows that the previous memories have not disappeared in her heart." But we need to get out of here, her memories must have just recovered from the great battle, and she must still be in a state of chaos. I was left to wait for my life just now, and if I suddenly regret it halfway through, we will be in trouble......"

"Hmm." Ying Sulong nodded solemnly.

"Master, what about that man." Bai Ji tapped Chen Ming, who was seriously injured by the aftermath of the battle in the distance, with her chin.

"Him?" Mu Ying turned her head, and Sen Han's eyes made the latter tremble.

"I am the young master of the Chen clan, you... How dare you make a mistake..."Chen Ming's body moved back imperceptibly, and said with a fierce expression.

Mu Ying's eyes were indifferent, she slowly stepped forward, grabbed Chen Ming's bun with her left hand, and spit out the spiritual power of her right hand, and a sword with golden glow came out.

"Any last words?" Mu Ying said.

"The villain... The villain knows that he is wrong... As long as you respect the villain and let the villain live... Today's events, the villain promises never to mention it again! The dark golden blade continued to enlarge in Chen Ming's pupils, and Sen Han's killing intent made him not dare to hesitate at all, and simply chose to bow his head.

"Where are Feng Li's bones?" Mu Ying's eyes eased slightly and asked.

Chen Ming lowered his head and swallowed a mouthful of saliva violently, beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down the tip of his nose like rain on the ground.

"Where?" Mu Ying asked with a frown.

"Hey the dogs..."Chen Ming's voice trembled.

A canopy of hot blood, as if splashed, sprinkled on the dark blue brick floor, the winter wind blew, the blood instantly froze, and a gorgeous splash of ink was sprinkled on the ground in this bleak mountain mansion......

"Juqing, I did what you entrusted."

When the remnant sun went west, Mu Ying leaned under an old pine tree on the top of Shuangyue Mountain, and sprinkled a small glass of sake on the simple wooden tablet. Then, he turned his gaze to an equally rudimentary wooden tablet next to it.

"Feng Li, I'm sorry..."Mu Ying smiled awkwardly, "The last thing you want to happen, it's happened." Ju Qing is dead, but the people of Baitong Village are alive, and your mother has not returned to her hometown to live, she is afraid that you will not find her when you come back, so she is still waiting for you here. ”

"I'm afraid the only thing that can be gratifying is this." Mu Ying took out a package from behind her, and the package was full of blood.

"Chen Ming died, but the body was too heavy, so I only brought it to ......"

Mu Ying unwrapped the package and placed Chen Ming's head upright in front of Feng Li's grave. Before he died, Chen Ming's eyes were wide open, and there was only fear left on his bloodshot eyes, like a rat forced into a dead end.

"Look, I got it back for your husband, he looked like this, are you still relieved?"

"Ah, there's more. I'm afraid the tea in your mother's mouth will be sweet all my life, because I have already talked to those villagers, and we will help you continue the lie between you and Juqing......"

"Alas......"

Mu Ying said and spoke, but in her mouth, she sighed unconsciously.

"The king is unkind, and the people are used as dogs..."

Mu Ying stared into the distance, but a white veil suddenly fluttered around her, Mu Ying turned her head, but saw a figure in a white gauze skirt actually staring at the sunset not far away, and there seemed to be a touch of sadness in her eyes.

"I almost forgot about her." Mu Ying slapped her forehead, shook her head and smiled, and then called softly, "Bai Ji." ”

When Bai Ji heard the call, she immediately turned her head, but saw that Mu Ying was also looking at her with a smile.

"Come on." Mu Ying nodded.

Bai Ji walked over obediently and stood in front of Mu Ying.

"With such dedication today, must it be for me?" Mu Ying said with a smile.

"I ......" Bai Ji didn't expect Mu Ying to ask this, and her pretty face turned red.

Mu Ying looked at Bai Ji's shy appearance, she couldn't bear to tease her anymore, and with a flip of her palm, the demon spirit book was suspended in her palm. The pages of the book were turned three times, and Mu Ying put her palm on the three words 'Fog Hidden Ji' that were revealed, and she sighed in her heart.

"Pardon!"

Jin Mang's slab, eight chains of spiritual power condensed floated out of the book, and in the middle, there was a tightly wrapped gray and white bead.

"The hosts... This ......" Bai Jimei's eyes reddened slightly, and she looked at Mu Ying in surprise.

"I didn't want to arrest you, but the evil qi in your body is too heavy, and if you stay, it will cause trouble, so I imprisoned you in this book to wash away your grievances." Mu Ying smiled and said, "If it weren't for the fact that the resentment around you has not been exhausted, I would have let you go to find Jiuhe, but it's not too late now, as long as you swallow this bead, you will be free." ”

"Bai Ji thanks the master." Bai Ji burst into tears and knelt down in front of Mu Ying, Mu Ying sighed slightly in her heart, but she also accepted her worship.

"Three bows and nine knocks, it's just a formality, as long as you miss me in your heart, that's enough." Mu Ying took the gray bead in her hand and handed it to Bai Ji.

"Thank you, master." Bai Ji carefully put the bead in her hand, bowed, and bowed to Mu Ying again.

"Go ahead." Mu Ying didn't accept her worship, she held her arm with both hands and helped her up.

Bai Ji wiped away her tears and nodded heavily.

"Now, it's just the two of us again." Mu Ying looked at Bai Ji's back step by step and sighed heavily.

"There is only one family, and they can still take good care of you." Ying Sulong pursed her lips, feeling very unhappy with Mu Ying's emotional tone that seemed to be at the end of the road.

"Hey, you say, Jiuhe's weak body and bones, I'm afraid he won't live long, right?" Ying Sulong suddenly said a little strangely: "No matter how deep Bai Ji's feelings are for him, when Jiuyi dies, won't she become a lonely ghost again?" ”

Hearing this, Mu Ying looked at Bai Ji's distant back and smiled: "She, she shouldn't let Jiuhe die before her..."

Ying Sulong turned her head and looked at Mu Ying in amazement, "No... Is she going to ......"

"Quite possibly." Mu Ying nodded with a smile.