"Mr. Dongfang, so I don't think it's the best time to enter the Dark Demon Capital."

After taking Xue Buregret's sword, Su Muhan directly asked Dongfang Shuo for instructions.

And Su Muhan's word 'so' is clear enough about what it means: so many people can't beat me, and now I go to the magic capital rashly, and there is basically only a dead end.

However, Dongfang Shuo didn't pay attention to Su Muhan, his face turned around, and he left directly.

"The sword will return you!"

Su Muhan threw the sword back to Xue Buregret, and then caught up with Dongfang Shuo's footsteps:

"Sir! Don't you understand? Su Lingfeng is dead when she dies, she can't be fully responsible for Wolong Valley just because her body fell on the realm of Wolong Valley, right? ”

Dongfang Shuo's face was deep, and he didn't say a word, how could he not know what Su Muhan said, but the interests involved in this are not something that Su Lingfeng's corpse can say.

In other words, the attack on the Demon Capital was not just because of the persecution of the Wind and Snow Hall......

"Don't worry, they can't beat you, they may not be able to beat those demons."

Dongfang Shuo has made up his mind, he will not change it, Su Muhan saw Dongfang Shuo's eyes, and he also knew that he was powerless to change, so he could do it.

Don't fight with words.

So for the next seven days, the entire Wolong Valley was fighting hard.

The scar on Song Sizhe's back was almost healed, and on this day, Song Sizhe personally came to the door to thank him.

It's a pity that after knocking on the door for a long time, no one responded to Su Muhan's room.

Song Sizhe was thinking, could it be that Su Muhan was not there?

So Song Sizhe turned around and wanted to leave, planning to come back another day, but he didn't want to be at this time, and the door behind him opened.

But it was not Su Muhan who came out, but the unkempt Xia Lan......

I guess I haven't showered and changed clothes for a few days......

"Ah...... It's you, Su Muhan's room is next door. ”

Xia Lan had just finished cultivating, and just now her spiritual energy exploded, and her hair was blown up to look like an old witch, and she ran out to open the door before she had time to tidy it up.

Because Xia Lan always thought that only Su Muhan would knock on her door, who knows, it was Song Sizhe......

However, I have to say that the combination of the Shenmu wrench finger given by Su Muhan and the "Plain Hand Heart Sutra" is really wonderful, and the bottleneck of the original cultivation was easily broken!

Xia Lan believed that if she practiced diligently for a few more days, by the day she entered the Demon Capital, she should be able to stand on the Tengyun Realm!

"Oh...... ...... like this"

Song Sizhe was obviously taken aback by Xia Lan's crazy image, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Xia Lan was a little embarrassed when she saw Song Sizhe's strange expression, so she silently closed the door.

"Old Song?"

Su Muhan has nothing to do these days, and he has also practiced in the room and digested the essence and blood of the red phoenix before, and now, Su Muhan's realm is already the eighth stage of Tengyun......

Song Sizhe didn't expect that before he knocked on the door, Su Muhan came out by himself, and he was not mentally prepared for a while, so he was a little embarrassed.

"You're blushing?"

Su Muhan couldn't believe his eyes, this guy, this reincarnated divine dragon, would blush.

"Don't talk nonsense! What is blushing?! ”

Song Sizhe don't turn around, he is a little arrogant?

Seeing this, Su Muhan put his hand on Song Sizhe's shoulder, making a good gesture for the two brothers: "By the way, let me ask you a question?" ”

"Questions? What's the problem? ”

Su Muhan's expression pretended to laugh, and Song Sizhe felt something different, so he asked.

"You...... Is it a dragon? ”