"Sister Murong, I'm in a catastrophe this time, right?" Qin Zi said in his heart, so many masters of Nan Batian have hung up, so it would be good for his little body to die slowly.

Murong Bing replied heavily: "Well, since there is no possibility of missing, the Purple Yan Hall has never been two people performing the same task at the same time, and no one knows how big their organization really is. ”

Qin Zixin only felt that her blood was boiling in an instant, and she looked at Murong Bing with bright eyes. It turns out that his existence is so influential that he even acts in such a powerful organization.

"Sister Murong, who do you say would want to take my life so much? He is willing to spend such a large amount of money, and he really looks down on me Qin Zixin. ”

Qin Zixin walked to the table, she picked up the purple silk silk and shook it in her hand.

"I'm just hearsay, I don't know the specifics. However, I have also heard from the Pavilion Master that this Purple Yama Hall has always been careful. When it comes to a task, the person who will look at the trust in addition to money is not credible. Murong Bing's already cold face was even more gloomy at this time.

Qin Zixin simply sat on the steps of the door, who was so bothering to ask for her life. Is it a Yuesheng song? Or is it the owner of Forgotten Dust Villa? Or is it the one behind the manipulation of the entire martial arts event?

There are also many people who regard themselves as demons, and Yuesheng Ge is still waiting to catch himself as a sacrifice, so he is excluded. Dugu Ao killed himself, not only could he retrieve three feet of snow, but also ensure that his daughter Dugu Ling ascended the throne of Empress Xue.

And the black hand behind the scenes, if you kill yourself, you can use the name of evil to splash the sewage of the Jianghu Festival to the ground......

"Sister Purple Heart, don't worry about it anymore. Tomorrow I will set out to find the Pavilion Master, he is strong in martial arts and will be able to protect you. ”

Murong Bing also sat on the stone steps beside Qin Zixin, her brows furrowed and she gently held Qin Zixin's hand. Qin Zi's heart warmed, her eyes were a little moist, Murong Bing had helped her enough.

A bright smile bloomed on Qin Zixin's face, she shook Murong Bing's hand vigorously, and said with a smile: "Sister Murong, you don't have to go." Since they haven't returned to the Valley of Escape, they're still looking around, where are you going to find someone? ”

Murong Bing was anxious when she heard this, and she hurriedly said, "Sister Zixin, I am alone." Even if you add your second brother, it will be impossible to resist the killer of the Purple Yama Palace, if I don't go, you will only have ......"

Qin Zixin was not flustered, she smiled slightly: "Sister Murong, when you go to find Zhuge Yan over, I'm afraid I won't even have a bone." It's better to stay and help me, I really want to meet this killer of the Purple Yan Palace. ”

To be honest, she Qin Zixin hadn't seen what a genuine killer looked like. Cold-blooded beauties, bloodthirsty handsome guys? Or is it a strange one?

Could the so-called "Ghost Fire" be purple like the name of the organization?

As the old saying goes, "When soldiers come, they will block the water and cover the earth", although this organization is powerful, it is not necessarily that they can do whatever they want.

A hint of calculation flashed on Qin Zixin's brighter and brighter smile, and she leaned over and whispered her thoughts in Murong Bing's ear.

Murong Bing listened intently with bated breath, his tightly knit brows gradually stretched, and his anxious expression gradually disappeared. His eyes were puzzled at first, but Zuihou was smiling.