Chapter 38 and nine ghosts, I knew

This situation was so strange that Murong Jiu temporarily forgot the injury in her heart, and looked at her eldest brother Murong Hao with goosebumps all over her body, but she didn't want her to read the inexplicability from Murong Hao's eyes.

From each other's eyes, the brother and sister couldn't get an answer, but the shape of the confrontation became a little subtle at this moment.

"Pavilion Master!"

Not only did Murong Jiu and the others not understand the sudden change in the mood of the night death, but even the people behind him also went, and this was not Yan Lao's timely opening to break this subtle atmosphere.

"Let's do it!"

As soon as Yan Lao's words fell, Murong Jiu got rid of that inexplicable affection, and indeed felt that he shouldn't say so much, and quickly punched the golden needle into his body while speaking, and when the words fell, he reached out to stop Murong Hao, and quickly threw out the golden wire to attack the night dead.

A strand of gold was wrapped around the night like a living thing, sharp and swift.

However, the night corpse dodged unhurriedly and dodged lightly.

Night Death's body style is very weird, as if he predicted the whereabouts of the golden thread, and he always dissolved Murong Jiu's attack lightly.

After a few moves, Murong Jiu clearly knew the gap between himself and the Night Death, and couldn't help but speed up his attack, and with a wave of his left hand, he swung the golden silk and struck the Night Death like a whirlwind.

The golden silk stunt, the night death has been read in the allusion of listening to the rain pavilion.

Therefore, when he first saw Murong Jiu using gold wire, he had noticed it.

The golden silk is mostly a long-range attack, but Murong Jiu's attack at this time is fierce but it also retracts into their distance, he only needs to avoid the golden silk to get close to Murong Jiu's body!

Thinking like this, Night Death sped up his body and missed Murong Jiu's golden silk again, and at the same time, at the speed that Murong Jiu didn't have time to defend, he grabbed her arm that emitted the golden silk.

The arm was captured, and the golden silk suddenly fell as if he had lost his soul, Murong Jiu's heart was shocked, but the other hand turned into a palm and quickly attacked the door of the night death, just not wanting the night death to dissolve her palm power with a flick of his fingers.

A few wrong moves were just an instant, when Murong Jiu was grabbed by the arm, Murong Hao jumped towards the night death, but he didn't want to be stopped by Yan Lao halfway, but he was anxious but he could only see that Rong Jiu was restrained and anxious, and he couldn't get rid of Yan Lao's attack for the time being, while the others wanted to help but were also blocked by Seven Kills and his pavilions.

While dealing with Murong Jiu's attack, Ye Di looked at the hand that was caught in his hand, but when his eyes touched Murong Jiu's hand, he couldn't help but be surprised!

With his backhand, he blocked Murong Jiu's attacking palm, and shouted with a solemn face: "Stop!" ”

None of the pavilion members who listened to the rain pavilion had seen the night screaming solemnly, so they immediately stopped attacking and solemnly retreated to the side.

Murong Jiu and the others were puzzled by this, but they also put away their offensive and waited to see what happened.

“……”

Ye Yan no longer smiled indifferently, and folded Murong Jiu's hand in front of her with a condensed face, and asked coldly, "How did this ring come about?" ”

Murong Jiu's hand was broken and tingled slightly, and his already unhappy heart was even colder.

She wanted to break free, but Nightshade made her ingenious and strange, and she couldn't get out of his hand even if she tried her best.

He was not angry at the moment, and said coldly: "The Night Pavilion Lord is really a strange person, and his curiosity is also different. ”

“……”

Nightshade narrowed his eyes, and a cold that he had never felt before burst out of his eyes.

However, it was only for a moment, he ignored Murong Jiu's cold words, and directly started to take off the ring, but the ring seemed to grow on Murong Jiu's fingers, and it didn't move at all.

"What are you doing?"

Murong Jiu frowned and reached out to block it when she saw Ye Di's behavior, but her fingers with the ring were still torn by him.

Seeing this, the two sides once again fought with each other.

"The Star Soul Ring is not something that anyone can wear."

Ye Di didn't dwell on it much, let go of the hand that was pulling the ring, but didn't let go of the hand that was holding Murong Jiu's arm, and still broke her hand in front of her, but the expression on his face relaxed slightly, but his expression was obviously waiting for her to give him an answer.

Seeing this, Murong Jiu squinted his eyes and looked at the night death seriously, and his expression was also very solemn.

From Nightshade's talk about the ring, she knew he was referring to the Star Soul Ring.

Because she has no other ring on her left hand except for the star soul ring on her index finger.

However, what she didn't understand was how Nightfall knew about the Star Soul Ring?

Why was the reaction so excited?

As far as she knew, the Star Soul Ring was an ancient artifact, and even in legends, it rarely appeared, and it could be said that almost no one knew its origin.

Night Moon got it by chance, and she got it...... Maybe it's luck.

For a long time, she only thought that except for her and the old man Tianji, no one knew about the existence of the Star Soul Ring.

After all, she only told her master about getting the Star Soul Ring, and Murong Hao and a few people close to her only found out about it in the past few days, even Dongfang Yi She didn't have time to say it!

However, I know the existence of the Star Soul Ring with the table of the night death, and I know its origin.

"Snort, since the Night Pavilion Lord knows the Star Soul Ring, he also knows that not everyone can bring it. You don't need to ask me why, don't you understand it yourself? ”

Murong Jiu's mind was a mess now, she didn't know what kind of changes the night would bring to today's situation if she knew the existence of the Star Soul Ring and was on her, and now she could only plausibly follow his words.

"You made a pact with the Star Soul Ring?"

Ignoring Murong Jiu's words, Nightshade asked to himself.

"Yes and what, and what is not?"

Murong Jiu asked rhetorically, but the inquiry in his eyes was a little deeper.

"You...... You...... Are you the owner of the Star Soul Ring? ”

Ever since he heard Ye Di say the words 'Star Soul Ring', Yan Lao was so shocked that he was stunned at the moment, and now that he came back to his senses a little, he couldn't wait to step forward, his hands moved unnaturally in front of Murong Jiu as if he didn't know where to place, and the situation almost grabbed Murong Jiu's shoulders and shook it.

“……”

Murong Jiu glanced coldly at Elder Yan who rushed in front of her, and looked back at the night corpse quietly.

The situation at this time is really too delicate, could it be said that the Star Soul Ring has anything to do with Listening to the Rain Pavilion?

"Don't ask me, I don't know!"

Sensing Murong Jiu's question, Mo took the initiative to speak up, listening to Yuge, he really hadn't heard it.

Well?

Haven't heard of it!

It stands to reason that Mo is the instrument spirit of the Star Soul Ring, if you listen to the origin of the Rain Pavilion and the Star Soul Ring, it is impossible for Mo not to know.

"Does Princess Xiaoyao know who the founding ancestor of the Listening Rain Pavilion is?"

Night Death didn't seem to have any intention of asking Murong Jiu to answer, so he asked again.

Listen to the founding patriarch of the Rain Pavilion?

Who is the founding patriarch of Listen to the Rain Pavilion, what does it matter to her?

Does it have anything to do with the Star Soul Ring?

"Don't ask me, how do I know!"

Mo spoke up again consciously.

That's it!

How do I know?

The ghost only knows who the founding ancestor of the Listening Rain Pavilion is!

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