I know! I know who she is! Wei Ling'er whispered hoarsely. She's the one I killed! ”

"It's ...... her"

Wei Ling'er glanced back at Mu Mu again.

She actually doesn't hate Mu Mu, really, not at all.

There is no grudge between her and Mu Mu, not at all. If you have to say that there is something involved, it is Ye Jingye.

The person she hates is Ye Jingye. But she is Ye Jingye's favorite person, and she is the person Ye Jingye loves.

Therefore, she can only use her as a sacrifice.

A sacrifice to the blood of the Demon Pool.

"You take your hands off." Wei Ling'er said to Wei Hua again.

This time he spoke in a calm tone.

She looked at the blood flowing from Wei Hua's palm, and as soon as the Xuantie blade came into contact with the blood, it would immediately suck the blood into the blade. A pure demonic blood like Xiao Hua would only fuel the power of the Dark Iron Blade.

But Wei Hua didn't know, he didn't know that he was aiding the abuse. But she didn't plan to tell him, just as a reminder for her own sister. If he doesn't listen and insists on stopping her, let him repent.

Hearing Wei Ling'er's words, Wei Hua let go and slowly let go of the blade.

Wei Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. In the end, she still has blood affection for this brother, and she doesn't want Xiao Hua to turn her back on her.

Wei Ling'er was about to continue stabbing the Xuantie blade, but her wrist was grabbed by Xiao Hua's bloody hand.

"Don't, Ling'er, listen to my brother, don't do it."

Wei Hua looked at her, pleading in a humble tone.

At this moment, Wei Ling'er's eyes flashed with disappointment, anger, unwillingness, and determination......

"I want it."

As if having made up her mind, Wei Ling'er ignored Xiao Hua's hand that grabbed her wrist, but used all her strength to stab the blade into Mu Mu's heart.

However, before she could confirm whether she had pierced or not, a golden light flashed into her eyes.

The light was so bright that she couldn't help but cover her eyes with her hands. But the shield of her hand didn't seem to work, and the light came through her fingers, as if it was going to burn her eyes......

Fortunately, the light didn't last long before it ended.

After the light ended, Xiao Ling'er hurriedly went to see Mu Mu, who was lying on the bed.

Mu Mu had woken up.

Not only did she wake up, but she also sat leisurely on the edge of the bed, holding the black iron blade in her hand, as if she was playing, so careless, so dismissive.

But Mu Mu's face was ugly, his face was pale, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth that he had just vomited. But all of this was covered up by the carelessness on her face.

There was also a faint golden light on Mu Mu's body, a blue mark on her forehead, and several tails behind her.

If you count carefully, you can count nine tails.

The golden light shield broke, and her consciousness returned.

The current Mu Mu is not a mortal, she is a genuine nine-tailed fox Mu Xian'er.

"Darkiron Blade, you want my soul to fly away?"

Mu Mu played with the Xuantie Blade, not caring what kind of evil weapon this was, and not worrying about it hurting himself at all.

"Do you know where I was born? Do you know that I have half of the demon pool blood flowing in my body? Take me to the sky? God dare to collect it? ”

It's still so careless, as if it's not a big deal.

I saw that Mu Mu's fingers were slightly forced, and the dark iron blade in his hand was directly shattered into residues and scattered on the ground.

It seems that there is a wind, and when it blows, there is no slag left.

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