On your knees...... Apologize?

Mu Xueyi raised her eyes and glanced at him, a treacherous dark light flashed in her eyes, and she confided two words indifferently.

"Yes."

"Pick your own weapon."

Mu Xueyi didn't answer, but she didn't know where to take out a white feather fan, and the soft snow-white feathers didn't look lethal.

"Are you sure you want to use this?"

Xia Chuli sneered and pulled out his sword, his sword was nothing more than a good famous sword, I am afraid that with a slight wave of his hand, the feathers of this fan will be broken.

Oh, don't do it.

Mu Xue walked up to the competition platform with an expressionless face, while Xia Chuli flew a little under her feet.

"Let you make three moves."

Xia Chuli put his hands around his chest, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and he looked at her like this, and at this glance, he felt that this woman looked ...... Kind of like a man.

The sudden thought made his eyes stain with a little disdain, and he obviously regarded Mu Xueyi as a useless vase.

Mu Xueyi was not polite, the moment his words fell, his fingers pushed, the feather fan opened, and a cold breath came to his face.

Xia Chuli dodged sideways, but he didn't use his sword, and said okay, let her make three moves.

Mu Xueyi's expression was still indifferent, and the fan in his right hand attacked his hand, and as soon as he dodged, the sword in his hand was taken away.

Instantly, her left hand slashed at his neck.

was almost chopped squarely, Xia Chuli pulled out a long sword a few meters out, knowing that he had underestimated the enemy.

Three moves have passed.

Xia Chu's eyes froze, and he stabbed it with his sword, using fifty percent of his internal force.

Mu Xueyi stretched out her hand, and the internal force feather fan she used rotated in the air, blocking his sword, and the friction between the sword and the fan made a subtle sound.

When the internal forces collide, the sand on the ground is lifted, and the sand is scattered.

Xia Chuli narrowed his eyes, withdrew his sword, and flashed behind her like a ghost, and the sword eye was about to press against her neck.

Mu Xueyi closed the feather fan and raised her hand to the right side, and the sword was blocked, and the sword in her left hand was already against his neck.

"It's ...... you"

That Ascending Disciple!

Xia Chuli's eyes widened suddenly, the gesture she made just now was the same as that of the disciple, and she took a closer look......

His gaze moved to her lips again, red as blood.

Her pupils were dark and cold, just like that!

Eyes, exactly the same.

Xia Chuli didn't know what it was like, he just wanted to kill the person in front of him, and his thoughts and actions were the same.

Collect your sword, then dodge her sword.

Mu Xueyi knew that he already knew, her face was still expressionless, did he know that she was not half a threat.

There were already dozens of moves coming and going, and Xia Chuli knew that he couldn't do anything about her, so he didn't fight anymore and threw away the sword in his hand.

"Give me back the sword."

Or use your own saber a little more easily.

Mu Xueyi threw it casually and threw it into his hand.

"You, what's your name?"

Xia Chuli thought about it, until now, he didn't seem to know her name, how could this work?

"Mu Xueyi."

Mu Xueyi replied truthfully.

"Mu Xueyi ......"

Xia Chuli thought about it carefully, why is this name so familiar? Mu Xueyi ...... The surname is Mu.

"You're the Regent!"

Affirmatively, she is a hooligan and a disciple is actually a prince!

Mu Xueyi didn't know that in the eyes of this man, she was not only a disciple, but also a hooligan.

She didn't speak.

Xia Chuli had a lot of thoughts in his eyes, and he seemed to be a little hesitant, but finally calmed down again.

"That's it, the prince is the prince."