Jing Ye looked at her back and was slightly distracted, she didn't expect her to leave like this, she was still the first person to brush his face like this.

How to say that he is also an immortal emperor of the immortal clan, with extraordinary dignity and high status.

After Jing Ye watched Murong Feng's figure disappear, he smiled faintly and walked towards his bedroom.

When Murong Feng returned to the palace where she lived, she didn't have any strange Jingye in her heart, but in fact, she didn't blame him much.

After all, he didn't kill her in the first place, did he?

Chunhe quickly called hot water, and after a comfortable bath, Murong Feng got dressed and prepared to sleep, she had to take care of her spirits for tomorrow.

Tomorrow there is a big battle waiting for her.

From Chunhe, she also learned the rules of tomorrow's hunt, and each clan will have five people to participate, and they will go to the Longteng Mountain Range, which is very close to the Immortal Palace, to compete.

The mountain range has long been inspected by the Immortal Clan, and there are a lot of beasts in it.

Within the allotted time, whichever tribe hunts the most beasts wins.

Murong Feng listened to Chunhe's words, but she knew that there must be many dangers hidden in the Longteng Mountain Range.

These seven clans have always dominated the High Interface, and there must definitely be that kind of ambitious person who wants to rule the entire High Interface and become the supreme overlord here.

Just as she was about to turn off the lights and go to bed, she felt a strange smell outside her room.

"Since you're here, why don't you just come in!" Murong Feng's voice was very cold, and he almost guessed who the person was.

Yu Zhihua didn't expect Murong Feng to discover his existence so quickly, he had already restrained his aura very well and not exposed, it seemed that the other party's cultivation had made great progress in just a few months.

She, sure enough, is not to be underestimated!

"Why are you here?" Yu Zhihua pushed the door directly in, staring at Murong Feng who was sitting at the table with a faint gaze.

"I don't need to tell you this!"

Yu Zhihua was choked by her words, she really didn't need to tell him.

Murong Feng only felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and Yu Zhihua came to her side, stretched out his hand and pinched her wrist, "Your martial artist realm has not reached the peak of the god level, and you are not qualified to stay in the high-level interface." ”

"I didn't expect you to know a lot about the inferior interface." Murong Feng smiled disappreciatively.

She didn't come to the high-level interface until she was promoted to the low-level interface, so it didn't matter if she reached the god level or not, it was enough to rely on her identity as a Shura clan.

"Why are you here, don't you know that the higher interface is dangerous?" Yu Zhihua let go of her wrist and said lightly.

"Hey, you're concerned about me, shouldn't you grab the Black Sword from me?"

Yu Zhihua choked on her words again, what she said was not wrong, he should have snatched the Black Sword from her now, he didn't expect that he would want her to leave the high interface quickly.

Although the demons didn't make a move on her for the time being, it didn't mean that they had given up.

"The Black Sword isn't yours, why do you keep holding it." Yu Zhihua's voice was a little colder.

"But the Black Sword is not your Ancient Demon Clan's!" Murong Feng said not to be outdone, but he was humming in his heart, the black sword is this girl's.

“……”

"Lord Demon Lord, if you are all right, you should get out of here quickly, lest the people of your clan suspect you." Murong Feng sneered slightly.

Yu Zhihua listened to her words, his face turned a little colder, he knew that she must hate him.

"Since you don't want to leave the High Interface, then be careful yourself." As the words fell, he quickly left.

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