Hu Qingling knew that something was wrong, and he had no intention of fighting, and with a wave of his left hand, thirty-six steel darts stained with green poison accompanied by the sound of breaking the sky shot straight towards the man in the cloak, and then he jumped on the sword one by one, and quickly left with the sword.

The man in the cloak let out a sinister laugh, did not dodge or dodge, pushed his true yuan to the extreme, and thirty-six steel darts were fixed in mid-air, and all the brushes fell to the ground.

The cloaked man's hand holding the stick trembled suddenly, and the cold and fierce turquoise stick stretched dozens of zhang in mid-air, quickly turned a corner, brushed the wind, and hit the sword of Hu Qingling's sword hard, Hu Qingling's priceless sword was suddenly split in two, and the whole person fell straight from the air.

The sound of hunting wind sounded in his ears, Hu Qingling reacted very quickly, and hurriedly flicked his fingers to the ground to hit a strong True Yuan, and with the resistance of the True Yuan rebounding back, he turned over in mid-air, and pushed his right foot to the ground when he landed, and made a beautiful heel, and stood up.

The cloaked man chuckled lowly, and took a step forward, brandishing his stick and striking again.

The sword had been destroyed, and Hu Qingling had no choice but to panic and transfer the true yuan around him into a hurricane-like hood, but he still couldn't resist the cold wave in front of him.

The lightning on the smooth and turquoise stick suddenly skyrocketed, and the protective shield condensed by the true yuan around Hu Qingling cracked inch by inch, and he saw that the stick was about to split his head.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, Xuanyuan Jingfei turned into a white silk, wrapped the corner of the stick, pulled it out, "boom" again, and a strong thunderbolt split the gate of Fan Zhi Palace in two.

The man in the cloak was slightly stunned, and the vicious eyes of the yin owl swept towards Xuanyuan Jingfei's face, as if he disdained to kill her, and he retracted his strength a little, but he could only smash Xuanyuan Jingfei's body protection true element, and then the stick dissipated, and the lightning even dyed the surrounding things with a layer of cold light.

The man in the cloak turned around slightly, and glanced at Xuanyuan Jingfei from a distance, the lightning that lingered on his side jumped like a whirlwind, and after a while, after all, nothing was done, the man in the cloak flashed in place, and disappeared into the night sky without a sound.

Hu Qingling and Xuanyuan Jingfei were both seriously injured, and it was extremely difficult to even move when they lay on the ground, but fortunately, at this time, many high-level blood Shura guards poured in from everywhere, and they carefully lifted them up, preparing to be placed in the practice room for pranayama and healing.

Hu Qingling's sharp eyes swept towards the Blood Shura team, and found that the head of the guard, Haitoro, was late and fell behind the team.

Hu Qingling couldn't move his hands, but he still had the strength to speak: "Damn waste, it's only coming out now, what's the use of you?"

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of Hytoro's mouth, one hand covered the swollen old cheek, half-knelt on the ground, and said in fear: "My subordinates should be damned, I accidentally fell into a certain powerful way, and I haven't been able to break through the prohibition on my body, so the rescue is late, I hope the young master will forgive me!"

Haitoro is one of all the Blood Shura's cultivation that has reached the highest peak, and none of them is one of the ten demons and seven evils of the underworld, and now even he has accidentally touched the Tao, let alone the others.

It turned out that those high-level blood Shura had just been suppressed by the cloaked man's powerful primordial spirit, and one by one they seemed to have been pointed, standing motionless in place, watching their master injured and unable to move a bit, until the cloaked man disappeared and left, and the ban was automatically lifted.

Hu Qingling and Xuanyuan Jingfei were not lightly injured, and were carried into the practice room by a group of blood cultivators, the "dog beating stick" of the man in the cloak was very powerful, although the practice room was far away, but the surrounding walls were also cracked a lot of cracks, and some faint light of the shark bead glass cup leaked in the gaps, reflecting the two of them's pale faces even more pale.

Hu Qingling glanced around as if he didn't care, quickly retracted his gaze, and waved his hand: "Haitoro will leave the Dharma Protector, and the rest will be exempted!"

Hytoro nodded yes, and the other Blood Shura retreated one after another.

When everyone basically dispersed, Hu Qingling's gaze fell firmly on Xuanyuan Jingfei: "Say, mother! You know that person, right?"

Xuanyuan Jingfei didn't speak, his eyes were closed tightly to regulate his luck, and his teeth tightened when he heard the words, and the words he said seemed to burst out from between his teeth: "I don't know, don't ask!"

Xuanyuan Jingfei spoke to Hu Qingling with such a tone and attitude, it was the first time, knowing his mother Mo Ruonu, even if Hu Qingling had another 100,000 whys in his heart, he didn't dare to be reckless at this time, so he had to reluctantly shut up and heal.

Time is like a century, and for Hu Qingling, every minute and every second passes is simply torment.

Full of suspicions, Hu Qingling can't get to the bottom of it, and he can't even spy on the slightest clue, what a cruel torture for a person who has the courage to pursue the truth.

In the past few hundred years, Hu Qingling has faintly found that not only his father has become a stranger, but even his mother has begun to become stranger.

Sensitive and witty like her, she continues to sink in the slightest unusual taste, pain, struggle.

I don't know how long it took, Hu Qingling's heart suddenly jumped heavily, opened his eyes, swept his gaze forward, and finally landed on Xuanyuan Jingfei's snow-white hands.

She couldn't help but sense it with her divine sense, and found that the hands were very cold, hard, and with cold strength, like a divine blade that was about to be born.

Xuanyuan Jingfei's lips were bloodless, moved, and said in a deep voice: "She's here!"

Hu Qingling looked at the little vinegar smell emanating from her mother in surprise, and turned her head to look at the door of the practice room.

A glimmer of light leaked in from inside, and Hightoro stepped forward with an arrow, froze, and then stood aside with his hands down, and shouted respectfully: "I've seen the eldest princess!"

As soon as his small tower-like figure was made, a large area of light rushed to cover the entire practice room, and then there was Tuoba Aoxue's unique beautiful face mixed with a combination of Chinese and Western blood.

Xuanyuan Jingfei paused for a moment and raised his hand to Hytoro: "You go out! None of you can interfere in the personal grudge between us!"

In fact, her words seem redundant, even if Hightoro has the courage of a water tank, he doesn't dare to make a move on the two princesses, even if he doesn't go out, it is estimated that he can only be a vase when he stands, or the kind that is not glazed.

"Personal grudge??!! Tuoba Aoxue raised her head to the roof and let out a sinister smile, "Hmph, hahaha!"

The laughter was mixed with many indescribable feelings, resentment, grief, unwillingness, helplessness, and lifeless disappointment.

The roof of the practice room cracked a palm-sized crack, and blood-red light leaked in from the outside, which was very terrifying.

Hu Qingling looked up at her, his face was a little strange, and a slight guilt welled up in his heart, and he held it for a long time before he said in a flattering tone with a little low eyebrows: "That, your son's matter, it's an accident!"

"Accident!?"

Tuoba Aoxue took a deep breath and spit out a mouthful of grievances that she had endured for most of her life: "In the past hundreds of years, you have been reused by your father and emperor, and you have been desperately suppressing our mother and son, I endure it! Not long ago, you indiscriminately suddenly abducted me, and inexplicably tortured me, forcing you to ask about your mother's whereabouts, I endure! I have endured you again and again, but what have you done to our mother and son, you dare to kill my son, your eldest brother!"

In the last sentence, Tuoba Aoxue almost bit her tongue with hatred and grinded out blood.

Xuanyuan Jingfei's heart trembled: "Ling'er, is this true?"

Hu Qingling smiled, habitually cocked Erlang's legs and leaned back, a dull pain came from her chest, the pain made the corners of her eyes jump slightly, and she tried to endure it, maintaining her arrogant dignity on weekdays: "That's right! Hu Haicang was killed by me, but he dared to hold Ruoping hostage to blackmail Yihui, sow discord from it, and say wild words••••••

Xuanyuan Jingfei's forehead protruded, pinched her eyebrows hard, and interrupted her: "Shut up, I'm really uneasy! Did your father know about this?"

"It shouldn't be yet, I've dealt with it in detail afterwards. ”

"What do you mean by should? Why don't you use your brain first when you do things!"

Xuanyuan Jingfei glared at her face angrily, and when she was excited, she stirred up the inner mansion that had just calmed down for a moment, and a trace of fishy sweetness rushed to her throat, and she choked and coughed again and again.

"Mother, don't be angry! If my father had known, would he have not moved until now? My father has been obsessed with the art of soul refining all these years, and he has rarely asked about the world, and I am basically dealing with all the big and small matters in the court!"

Hu Qingling's meaning when he said this is obvious, that is, this matter is not a big deal, and it will be over after covering it up.

What kind of person is Tuoba Aoxue, how could she not hear her words, squinted her eyes slightly, and opened her mouth with a smile: "I don't count on your father and emperor anymore, it's better to ask for others than for yourself, your life, or I will take it myself!"

Perhaps she had vented her anger before, but she said this with surprising calmness, as if it was not her son who had been killed, but just a judge.

Hu Qingling sneered: "Okay! I have the ability to come and get it, and I can accompany you at any time! I really regret that I shouldn't have let you go in the first place, let the tiger go back to the mountain!"

"Regret? It's too late to regret!"

Tuoba Aoxue finally revealed her hideous face, and let out a long howl at the sky, "Woo woo" A terrible howl like a wolf crying with all ghosts is like a boulder falling on the surface of a calm lake, and the ripples in circles and ripples penetrate out layer after layer.

Her body suddenly swelled and elongated, her eyes burst out with two green bright lights, the bones of her whole body seemed to be twisted open, her palms exploded and black claws stretched out, thick and hard bristles grew all over her body, her back was raised high, and her two sharp fangs were suddenly exposed, and her beautiful face turned into a hideous and terrifying werewolf in an instant.