A purple flame burned silently above the courtyard wall in front of the tree, and Murong Bing was dressed in the same black night suit. The cold face was like a ghost under the reflection of the purple flame.

Soul Slayer was still staring intently at the torch in her hand, how could there be a real purple flame in this world? How did they do it?

Qin Zixin raised her eyebrows, and she winked at Murong Bing with satisfaction. Now she couldn't feel the murderous aura so strong just now, and it seemed that this deterrent effect was good.

She just used some experiments in chemical reactions, and what she asked Murong Bing to find was a mineral salt containing potassium. The purple flames, aren't you just going to be able to catch them?

Fortunately, she hid in her room every night and studied it carefully, which made the real purple flame. It's just that I didn't expect that the Kong Ming lantern covered with a layer of tissue paper and then lit with a purple flame would be so beautiful.

There was a crisp cracking sound, and the lanterns at the end of the silver chains of the meniscus scythe flew in all directions. A hint of discoloration flashed in Soul Annihilation's eyes, and the lips under the black scarf hooked a cold arc.

He has changed his mind now, if he captures Qin Zixin back to the Purple Yan Palace, and asks her to explain the method of making this purple flame, it will not be too late to kill her.

Qin Zixin and Murong Bing both looked in the direction of the Soul Annihilation, raised their eyebrows, and Qin Zixin despised this Soul Annihilation to the end in his heart. The purple flames reflected in his eyes seemed to come to life.

"Coveting my 'ghost fire'? You can get close to me. Qin Zixin said as she stood in the courtyard lit by the purple firelight, she picked up the remaining fragments of lanterns on the ground, was it abandoned so quickly?

Soul Annihilation had to widen his eyes again, how did Qin Zixin come to the middle of this courtyard, he was unaware! There was no trace of fluctuation and abnormality in the surrounding aura, and she appeared in the middle of the courtyard in an instant!

"Hmph, what a little move." Soul Annihilation snorted coldly, and the crescent moon hook sickle drew a sharp arc in the night sky and came straight towards Qin Zixin!

Murong Bing raised his breath and the torch in his hand fell into the basin bowl in the courtyard, and at the same time, the willow leaf sword conjured up countless cold sword flowers in the air, blocking the crescent moon hook sickle that destroyed the soul.

Soul Annihilation had no intention of taking Qin Zixin's life at the moment, so the killing intent was not heavy, and Murong Bing was able to easily block his attack. A trace of sorrow flashed between Murong Bing's eyebrows at the same time.

The sword shadow of Qin Zixin at the Jianghu Festival that day made Murong Bing unforgettable, she originally thought that Qin Zixin was deliberately hiding her peerless martial arts, but now it seems that Qin Zixin has no strength on her body.

Before Murong Bing could think about this reason, Qin Zixin was gone. When she reappeared, she was holding a meniscus hook sickle in her hand!

Soul Annihilation felt the abnormality in his hand, and when he looked down, he saw that there was still the shadow of the meniscus hook and sickle in his hand? A brown twig lay so quietly in his hand!

"This meniscus hook sickle is really beautiful, but it's a pity that it was used to kill people. Unexpectedly, the strength of the Purple Yan Hall is not very good. ”

Qin Zixin stood on the tile where she first stood, and the crescent moon hook and sickle rippled leisurely in her hand, just like she was now—leisurely.

His mind was all disturbed by the woman in front of him, from her indifferent attitude at the beginning, to the purple flames in the sky, and then to the fact that she easily took the weapon in her hand......

One "accident" after another, all of them are hitting the firmness of soul destruction and interfering with his mind.