At night, Bing Ning returned to his room in Hailou with extreme exhaustion, still complaining and bored in his heart, and the priest saw the master's state of mind, and obediently lay down in the corner, closing his eyes and resting.

She sat at the table, gently pulled back her sleeves, and on the white skin of her left forearm, there were three sword blade marks that were not deep, but very long, and the red blood stains slowly oozed from the wound, and near the wound, there were faint golden points of light.

This is all Xingguang's masterpiece, Bing Ning felt sad in her heart, sighed lightly and pulled down her sleeve, although the wound was still faintly painful, but she knew that it would heal in a few days.

The knock on the door was soft, and Bing Ning opened the door, and it turned out to be a ghost-faced dragon.

Since the return of the Demon God Temple a few days ago, the supervising demon soldiers have not allowed her to live outside, she doesn't know where those eyes are staring at her, but she occasionally runs to the hole twice at night, and will be taken back to the sea tower by a team of little demon soldiers, and Bing Ning will no longer disobey their will, anyway, the burning string has been found, and she doesn't need to wait for him in the hole.

"Xiaolong, how do you know I live here?" Bing Ning asked as he let the ghost-faced beast Masahiro into the room.

Xiaolong didn't answer, "Show me your left arm." ”

Bing Ning was shocked, how could he know that his left arm was injured? At the time of that fierce fight, he was afraid that even the two sides of the fight would not notice the occurrence of such a small injury, not to mention that Xiao Long had obviously left the training ground at that time.

Xiaolong's voice has always had a faint illusory ethereal, but as if there was some kind of demagogic power, Bing Ning subconsciously did so.

Xiaolong looked at the knife wound and reached out to touch it, but suddenly withdrew his hand, then turned his face away and walked away slowly.

"Now you should know that you can't fight with others. ”

Xiaolong's tone was soft and indifferent, and Bing Ning's heart sank again, and what he said sounded as if he was provoking trouble and looking for someone to fight for no reason.

Bing Ning saw the little dragon walking to the side of the Ghost Sacrifice, slowly squatted down, stroked the long hair on the back of the Secret Sacrifice, and muttered, "Ghost Sacrifice, why did you follow such a foolish master...... You can't learn from her, you know?"

When Bing Ning heard this, she was angry and funny in her heart, she also walked to the side of the Ghost Sacrifice and squatted down, side by side with Xiaolong, and smiled sideways: "Mysterious ghost-faced Xiaolong, thank you for not leaving at that time." ”

Xiaolong was slightly stunned and said, "But I didn't help you." ”

"You didn't leave, it must be to help me, or Xingcan, in case the two of us are confused for a while and really kill them, how can you care?"

Xiaolong smiled lightly and stroked the head of the Youxian Sacrifice, "Youyou, your little master is not so confused sometimes. ”

Yu Sai blinked and nodded, his ears swaying slightly, as if he was glad that his master's intellect had been recognized by others.

"Xiaoshi, open the door, hurry up!"

A squeamish girl's voice was calling the door, and I don't know why she couldn't knock politely on the door, but behaved so recklessly, a little girl's family was far less gentle and polite than Xiaolong, Bing Ning complained in her heart, and reluctantly stood up to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, I saw Xingyan Mu Yao pouting, holding a big black bowl in both hands, and there was only a little bit of water in the bowl.

"What are you doing here?" Bing Ning asked as she blocked the doorway, not inviting her into the house.

Bing Ning actually never hated Mu Yao, Mu Yao also accompanied her with Xing Can to fool the demon soldiers in the training ground at the beginning, but at this time, because of the trial with Xing Can, Bing Ning was more or less angry with this girl, plus Mu Yao's impolite call to the door, Bing Ning felt even more unhappy in her heart, and now when she saw her chattering appearance, she didn't have a good feeling.

"Why is it so slow? I don't know if it's me?" Mu Yao muttered as she was about to squeeze through the door.

"I heard it was you, so let's talk about what you're here for?"

"Oh, get out of the way, I can't hold it anymore!" Mu Yao frowned, squeezing harder between Bing Ning's shoulder and the door frame.

"This is my house!"

Bing Ning saw her break through, and the resentment that had accumulated during the fight with Xing Xuan before broke out, and she was about to beat Mu Yao with her hand.

Seeing this, Xiaolong walked quickly, persuaded the second daughter, reached out to take the big black bowl, and exclaimed softly: "It's so heavy." Then he opened the door a little more and let Mu Yao into the house.

The three of them sat around the table, and there was a big black bowl brought by Mu Yao on the table, and the Youxian also paced over, propping his head on the table, and sniffing around the bowl.

"You're a lion, not a dog, go aside!" Bing Ning saw that her demonic beast was so interested in what Mu Yao brought, how could she be happy, she patted the head of the ghost sacrifice and scolded, and the ghost sacrifice left the table and retracted into the corner of the room.

"Why are you murdering him? This is the ink pool water of our Dark City, can't you smell the smell of your hometown?" Mu Yao didn't have a good breath.

"My Warcraft, I can do whatever I want!"

"You ......"

Xiaolong pinched his eyebrows and persuaded him: "Miss, don't quarrel, Mu Yao, although this bowl is big, it just holds such a little water, why is it so heavy?"

Mu Yao explained: "This ink pool water is extremely heavy, specializing in the light attribute damage that our Phantom Clan is afraid of, and it must be filled with this special bowl, I have brought it with me since I first came to the Warcraft Palace in Dark City just in case, and Xing Xuan also knows it, no, he just found me and asked me to send it to Xiao Shi." ”

Bing Ning's heart warmed, and he suddenly felt that his attitude towards Mu Yao was really inappropriate, and said softly: "Mu Yao...... Just now I ......"

"Oh, forget it, Xingguang has said it, pull up the sleeves. ”

Before Bing Ning could make her own moves, the anxious Mu Yao had already pulled her left hand by herself, rolled up her sleeve, and then used her fingertips to stick to the ink pool water in the big bowl, and gently traced on the wound on Bing Ning's left arm.

Bing Ning was very moved in her heart, for Mu Yao, but also for Xing Can, before she could move, Mu Yao grabbed her left arm conveniently, obviously Xing Can had told Mu Yao the specific location of her wound, in that kind of fierce fighting, Xing Can can still notice where he hurt his opponent, it is true that he is already very careful.

Xiaolong silently watched Mu Yao's focused movements, and asked intentionally or unintentionally, "What else did Xing Can tell you?"

"What......" Mu Yao muttered as if she didn't understand the question.

"For example, who won in the end and how did they win......"

Xiaolong's question made Bing Ning's heart start, and she pricked up her ears and waited for Mu Yao's answer.

"Hmm...... He said that Xiao Shi had won, and that he had almost burned his sword in the end......" Mu Yao said in a low voice as he stared intently at the movement of his hand to trace the wound.

The two ghost-faced men made eye contact, but for a moment, they looked away at the same time with strange speed.

The girl said in her heart: Xing Can's eyes don't seem to betray me, but Xiaolong has seen everything, he just reacted, it was very strange, why did he seem to know everything?

The boy thought to himself: Oh no, she seems to see it......

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