The sect master resisted her attack with a sword, urging the true qi in his body, and there was a faint flash of blue light sword qi on the long sword, and his body was also very clever and aggressive.

I saw that the girl in red sneered, urging the phantom flower bell in her hand, the sound of the bell was crisp and pleasant, and some small red flowers slowly floated out with the bell, exuding a faint fluorescence, and it was also like the sword qi of the sect master, flying and entwining on the several long swords she controlled, with a vapor shape!

However, this flower dances with the sword, and the wind and moon are boundless, which makes it very pleasing to the eyes of others.

Both sides released their true qi on their swords, and the sect master was faintly at a disadvantage.

This girl is just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, but her internal strength is so strong and domineering, has she already practiced the Phantom Flower Divine Skill?

Out of the desire and fear of the Phantom Flower Divine Skill, on the high platform next to the school field, seven or eight more family sect masters who couldn't hold their breath flew off the stage.

There was an older middle-aged man, he touched his beard as if he was habitual, and he recognized that it was the head of the Baichuan Meng family, he led several other family heads, pulled out his sword and pointed at Weaving Dream, and shouted excitedly: "Let's join forces to catch this girl, she must know the secret of the Phantom Flower Divine Skill!"

After speaking, they all joined the battle, the red-clothed girl's face remained unchanged, and she mobilized the flying sword to resist the joining sect masters with her true qi, her expression was a little more serious but she still said with a smile: "You decent people in the rivers and lakes, it seems that you all like to fight more and less?"

Although this sentence is really red to say so directly, they are all very eager to get the Phantom Flower Divine Skill, and they can't care so much, so they directly choose to ignore her words, and shout as a matter of course: "Hand over the secret book of the Phantom Flower Divine Skill!"

"What if I don't?"

Even the sect master who had just gone first, the nine sect masters joined forces to attack, and the attacks of their subordinates were fierce and violent, and they all urged their true qi one after another, and all kinds of sword qi burst out one after another, faintly shining in the air.

The True Qi confrontation produced a powerful aura, and outsiders couldn't enter the body at all, and some juniors with low cultivation had been forced to stagger back, and hurriedly inserted their weapons into the ground to barely support them.

Shuhua and Mu Feibai both quickly used their true qi to urge their weapons to protect their protégés.

The ruby brilliance between the forehead of the weaving dream flowed, and the red petals flew around the body, exuding a faint fluorescence, the beauty was thrilling, and the black hair and red clothes flew up and down in the airflow, as if they were going to ride the wind in the next second.

Zhu'an protected Fuyue behind him, but couldn't help frowning, this is really ...... It's shameless.

Several sect masters who ended up were all famous and promising in the rivers and lakes, but now they joined forces to deal with a little girl! Weaving Meng just commented with a smile, in terms of her strength, those people were indeed vulnerable, and even Fang Cai felt that it was a little boring to see it herself, far inferior to last year's grand event. Of course, this assessment is more straightforward, but it is not to the point where it is necessary to attack so viciously and deadly? Or is it ...... Their purpose is to snatch the Phantom Flower Divine Skill?

Although the cultivation of Weaving Dream is unfathomable, but the nine masters join forces, they can be the head of the family is not an idle generation, and as soon as they come up, they urge the true qi, and frequently make killing moves, which also makes her a little difficult, she has to concentrate on dealing with it carefully, the red petals are flying more violently beside her, and the fluttering fluorescence is even more vigorous.

At this stalemate, Liu Changyuan, who had been sitting on the high platform, suddenly flew over and slapped a palm on Zhimeng's shoulder, she was caught off guard, staggered back a few steps, and was so angry that she almost couldn't stand, but she still vomited a mouthful of blood while holding on.

The audience was stunned, this is a naked sneak attack!

Even Shuhua, who had been watching quietly with an expressionless face, frowned, as if there was an illusion in his heart that the palm was on him.

Fu Yue was already dumbfounded, shocked by his father's move, is this still his majestic and righteous father? He thought that his father would stop it, but it should never be this way.

Liu Changyuan flicked his sleeves, and looked at Weaving Dream who was holding his shoulders and shaking a little with arrogance and disdain.

He stood up one by one, and before he could take the stage, in the blink of an eye, Liu Changyuan slashed down with another vicious palm.

Suddenly, a petal hit his shoulder, knocking his palm into the air, Liu Changyuan looked at his hand in surprise, it was really just a fluttering petal.

Suddenly a woman's laughter was heard in the air, "You're going to kill her?"

A woman in black appeared out of thin air again, and Liu Changyuan's gaze suddenly became dull.

The woman in black stepped lightly in the air, her figure shook, and she had already reached Liu Changyuan's side.

Weaving Dream held his qi and blood surging, and shouted in a low voice: "Master." ”

The woman is no longer in her prime, but she is still as graceful as a girl, with a small flower tattooed at the end of her left eye, lifelike, lining her eyebrows and eyes are very gorgeous, and there is a smile on her lips, but there is no temperature at all, her eyes are empty and desolate, and there is not even a little light.

She didn't look at Weaving Dreams, but her eyes fell on Liu Changyuan, with hatred, hard hatred.

Liu Changyuan had a moment of surprise and panic on his face, his body trembled, and a name came out ......of his mouth, "Wanqing, are you Wanqing?"

The woman in black moved her eyes slightly, the smile on her face disappeared, and she said in a cold and piercing tone: "Wanqing, hasn't Qin Wanqing already been killed by you?"

Qin Wanqing's name made the expressions of many sect masters present change, that name used to belong to a martial arts woman, but she was unfortunately killed many years ago, and now it is

He was suddenly mentioned, and he actually said that he was killed by Liu Changyuan, the sect leader of Liu?

Her gaze aside, and it became desolate and empty again, "I am the Palace Master of the Phantom Flower Palace, Hua Nai. ”

It was like a stone thrown into the calm lake, and the eyes of many people in the audience became fierce, and a thought inevitably rose in their hearts: This is the palace master of the Phantom Flower Palace, and the Phantom Flower Divine Skill must be on this person! As long as it ...... As long as you catch her, you can get the secret book of the Phantom Flower Divine Skill, and you can master the peerless magic skill that makes the world overwhelmed!

The frenzied atmosphere on the sidelines did not affect Liu Changyuan, but his face turned pale and he staggered back a step.

"You ......"

"Hahaha, Liu Changyuan, now he is so majestic!" Hua Nai suddenly laughed again, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, nor did he bring warmth, which made people feel chills in their hearts.

Everyone watched them curiously and talked about what must have happened to the two of them.

"I ...... I ...... this" Liu Changyuan didn't know what was wrong, he was unusual, his expression was flustered, and he vomited.

At this time, the head of the Mu family flew from the high platform, it was Mu Feibai's father, Mu Hanfeng, he looked at Hua Nai with an excited face, "Wanqing, Wanqing, you are not dead! My God, Wanqing! Great, you are not dead! I am Mu Hanfeng, you senior brother Hanfeng!"

Mu Feibai looked at his father with a stunned face, today's game is really exciting enough, different from last year, last year was a wonderful competition, and this year is a chaotic wonderful......

Hua Nai turned her head to look at him, as if she remembered something, and a little dazed but gentle look appeared on her face, "Senior Brother Hanfeng......" Then she took two steps back in horror and muttered to herself, "No...... My family is dead...... He killed them all...... Qin Wanqing is also dead, Qin Wanqing is dead!hahaha, by you!" Hua Nai pointed at Liu Changyuan viciously, "I was killed by you!hahaha, you won't forget, right? Sect Master Liu! What a glorious Liu Changyuan......"

Even others could hear the undisguised hatred in her words.

Mu Hanfeng looked at her worriedly, and stepped forward to pull her, "Wanqing......"

Hua Nai's fingertips quickly condensed a flower and shot it at his feet, obviously it was a small flower, but it was like a sharp hidden weapon that shot a hole in the ground at Mu Hanfeng's feet, she shouted: "Stop, don't come!"

Mu Hanfeng had to stop and look at her worriedly, the distress and worry in his eyes were very sincere. It is impossible for him to mistake the figure of his junior sister Qin Wanqing, although there is a small flower in the corner of her left eye, and her demeanor and temperament have undergone earth-shaking changes, but that face is clearly his junior sister Qin Wanqing!

Suddenly, Hua Nai thought of something, looked at Liu Changyuan again, pointed to Weaving Dream on the ground and asked, "You were going to kill her just now?"

Hua Nai grabbed Weaving Dream on the ground and pushed it hard in front of Liu Changyuan, Weaving Dream fell to the ground with a blank face, looking at his master in confusion.

Hua Nai pointed at her and said sharply to Liu Changyuan: "Take a good look at who she is! She is your daughter! You actually want to kill her? You actually want to kill your own daughter! Hahaha, but also, you devil with a human face and a beast heart can do everything! It's just killing your own daughter...... Kill her!"

Weaving Dream propped herself up from the ground, her eyes widened, her expression very dazed and fragile.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was very stunned, Liu Changyuan still has a daughter, but if it is his daughter, why is it in the Phantom Flower Palace?

Liu Changyuan's gaze fell on her face, and his face changed violently, "How, how is it possible...... How is that possible?!"

Zhimeng looked at his master with a pale face, and his voice trembled: "Master...... Master, what are you talking about? What are you talking about? I, didn't I have no father or mother since I was a child, and I was picked up by you?"

Zhu'an's fingers rubbed against the piccolo that did not leave her waist, and she looked at Weaving Dream worriedly, and she couldn't bear to look at the expression on her face. If she was really Liu Changyuan's daughter, then she had just been almost killed by her father, and if she was really Liu Changyuan's daughter, she had been deceived by her most trusted master for sixteen years......

The world she knew, in an instant, fell apart.

Liu Changyuan shook his head, as if trying to convince himself, he stubbornly denied: "Impossible, she is not my daughter...... She's not!"

Hua Nai sneered, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Shuhua, who was sitting next to Zhu'an, was caught by the volley, she pinched Shuhua's neck, threw it at Liu Changyuan's feet, and sneered: "Don't believe it? You take a good look at the faces of the two of them! Don't you remember? Hahaha, your good lady gave birth to a pair of twins back then!"

Shuhua and Zhimeng were thrown together, the two of them raised their heads and looked at each other, although they were dressed differently and had different temperaments, but their eyebrows and eyes were very similar, the same beauty, the same eyes. They saw their faces in each other's eyes, as if they were looking in a mirror, and the two of them raised their hands in a trance to touch each other's faces......

Therefore, when Zhu'an first saw Shuhua, he would have a moment to see Shuhua as a dream, and it turned out to be ...... It turned out that the two of them were twin sisters.

Mu Feibai stood up in surprise, looking at the two of them suddenly remembered something, he began to see Weaving Dream and felt familiar, he didn't really see Weaving Dream, he had been thinking about it in his heart, the person who had a relationship with each other was Liu Shuhua!

Hana laughed bitterly and resentfully, and said sharply, "In order to get revenge on you, I will take one of them away, so that you can also taste the pain of separation! Hahaha, now that she is here, it is so funny that you actually wanted to kill her just now."

Yes, I'm so confused, I should have let you kill her and tell you that she was your daughter! Just like you killed my child back then, you didn't hesitate to kill her! That's fun! She won't know until she dies that the person who killed her is her father! Hahaha......"

Hearing Hana's crazy and resentful laughter, Weaving Dream stretched out his hand to touch Shuhua and stopped in the air, his eyes were extremely painful, and he trembled violently, why?

Maybe it's the special telepathy between the twins, Shuhua felt a pain in her heart, she wanted to reach out and hug Weaving Dreams, just like they had snuggled together in their mother's womb since they were born, blood was connected, breathing together, it was the most intimate distance in the world.

Liu Changyuan fell into madness, suddenly drew his sword viciously and pointed at Hua Nai, and roared angrily: "You are not Wanqing, you are not!"

When Hua Nai heard this, she sneered again, her tone was full of viciousness and resentment: "Hahaha, Liu Changyuan, yes, Qin Wanqing has been killed by you, hahaha, are you satisfied? Now you are going to kill your daughter again, it's really interesting!"

Liu Changyuan swung his sword at Hua Nai like crazy, and scolded viciously: "Crazy! You crazy woman! If you die, you will die, why will you not let me go if you die! Why can't you fall to death when you have already pushed you off the cliff! You will die if you die......

Hana took a step back to avoid his sword, and suddenly covered her face, laughing and crying, making the tip of her nose sour, "Dead is dead? Dead is dead...... Hahaha, I hate it...... Hahaha, I hate it...... You kill my family, kill my wife and children, and tell you all kinds of lies, and I want to peel you off, cramp, crush your bones, and scatter your ashes! You say I'm crazy? That's you, too! You forced me to be like this!"

The sound of crying blood was unbearable for others to hear.

Liu Changyuan's sword in his hand was still slashing randomly, and he roared hysterically: "Shut up! Shut up! Don't say it! You should die! I will kill you!"

Suddenly the killing intent was pervasive, and Hana didn't say more, and drew her sword resentfully to meet his attack.

The two of them made a fierce and vicious move, and they were willing to give up until they killed each other, the two were entangled, and they hit the sky from the ground, Liu Changyuan flew away, and Hua Nai chased after him.

Seeing them leave, Mu Hanfeng immediately chased after them worriedly, "Wanqing, don't go!"

Seeing this, the sect masters who were about to catch Hua Nai excitedly and fanatically incited each other: "Hurry up and catch up! Catch the palace master of the Phantom Flower Palace, you must grab the Phantom Flower Divine Skill!"

Someone driven, and someone immediately echoed, and they all quickly gathered their protégés to chase after them.

Looking at Weaving Dreams, Shuhua got up from the ground with a complicated mood, and her hand that wanted to hug her stopped in mid-air, she suddenly felt a little timid in her heart, how did she face Weaving Dreams?

She didn't know the existence of Dream Weaving since she was a child, even if they used to snuggle up so closely, she never knew that her twin sister was taken away by someone else, and no one in the Liu family told her about it! I didn't know that the person my father was about to kill just now was her twin sister, and I didn't know why the master of Dream Weaving was so cruel to her...... If she was the one who was taken away at that time, and the person who is suffering today is replaced by her, can she withstand such a devastating blow? How can she tell Weaving Dream that she can feel her pain......

is a twin, why can she grow up in the stars and the moon since she was a child, but Weaving Dreams is in deep pain and helpless, how should she face Weaving Dreams?

She turned around and left the school field in a distraction, and Fuyue glanced at Weaving Dreams on the stage, as if she wanted to say something, but she still chased Shuhua away.

Zhu'an hurriedly rushed to Weaving Dream's side to help her up, the expression on Weaving Dream's face was very ugly, like a broken doll, so people couldn't bear to look at her, Zhu'an gently took her into his arms.

Mu Feibai looked at Weaving Dream and Zhu'an, he was also at a loss, his father chased Hua Naliu Changyuan, but it was obvious that he was different from the group of crazy sect masters, and he didn't want to grab any magic skills, only his protégé and another protégé were still standing on the whole field, he glanced at it from a distance, it seemed to be someone from Qingcheng Villa.

He couldn't help but ask, "What's going on?"

Of course, no one could answer him.

After calming down for a moment, he waved his hand and asked Mu Jiu to take his protégés back to the resting camp, watching Shuhua leave, and chased after him in a daze.

The school grounds were empty for a moment.

Zhu'an looked at the weaving dream in his arms, her face was pale, and there were still blood stains on the corners of her mouth, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Hana didn't even say a word to Dream Weaving, and in a few words, she destroyed the world of Dream Weaving, and didn't even explain a word, she just left her and left, like every time she was dropped before, but this time she was completely left behind.

Weaving Dream curled up in Zhu'an's arms, suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground like a broken flower.

Zhu'an panicked and wanted to help her wipe it, but Weaving Dream grabbed his hand and looked at him stunned, his voice was light, as if he was going to disperse in the suffocating air.

"Chase ......"

"Well, I'm here. ”

A miserable white smile suddenly appeared on Weaving Dream's face, which was more ugly than crying.

"Zhu'an, my master...... Master, she doesn't want me again......"

Zhu'an gently stretched out her hand to help her wipe the blood from the corners of her mouth, endured the distress and sourness in her heart, like when she met for the first time, she smiled warmly, and her eyes were like a pool of slightly drunk wine, prompting the buds of the tree to bloom.

He looked at her earnestly and intently.

"It's okay, I can take you in. ”