"Sister Liuli......" Fang Ling looked at Liuli as if asking for help, and under concern, she didn't notice everyone's astonishment.

Ruri stepped forward, grinned, and gave her a playful look.

Fang Ling realized that something was wrong, and in front of everyone's eyes, her face turned red and she lowered her head.

When the emperor saw it, he secretly praised Murong Xihua's means, and said in his heart: "Murong Xihua is graceful, this Fang Ling is only about thirteen years old, it is ignorant and ignorant, and it is normal for people to have feelings and feelings secretly." ”

Thinking about it, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he playfully glanced at Murong Xihua who was in a coma, and guessed the future relationship between the two of them with evil taste.

"You're not hurt, are you?" Liuli said worriedly when she saw that Huangfu's clothes were torn in several places.

"Don't worry, thanks to Hestia!" Huang Fu Yan smiled and glanced at Hestia, intending to say more good things to her, hoping that Liuli would be able to accept the two of them easily in the future.

"Thank you for taking care of my father-in-law!" said Liuli with a sudden smile.

"Uh-huh!" Hestia said coldly, with an unhappy expression.

The imaginary sisters did not appear.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little delicate, Huangfu hurriedly said, "Let's see what's wrong with this little white face!"

Speaking of seeing a doctor and saving people, Liuli's expression became serious. He held Murong Xihua's veins with his hand and carefully probed them.

Soon, she looked up with a strange expression.

"Fang Ling, you come and help him!"

Liuli glanced at Huangfu's death, and when she saw that he looked calm, she was suspicious in her heart for a while, and turned her head to Fang Ling and said.

Huangfu was also interested, knowing that Liuli had discovered Murong Xihua's daughter, he pretended to look at her in surprise, and handed Murong Xihua to Fang Ling, who was blushing.

Seeing his performance, Liuli was satisfied, and a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of her mouth.

Huangfu said secretly: "Why is this girl black?".

Touching the cold sweat on his forehead, he secretly glanced at Hestia who was stiff and didn't speak, and said in his heart: "It's dangerous!

He originally planned to have time to confess the matter of the two to Liuli, but now it seems that this matter can only be seen slowly.

Liuli found that Murong Xihua's body was fine, and checked the direction of the true qi in her body.

After a long time, Liuli let out a long breath and said slowly: "I can't imagine that there are such bold people in the world!"

"How?" asked Huangfu Yan, Hestia, and Fang Ling, who were watching from the sidelines, at the same time.

"Her Twelve Righteous Meridians are running pure yang power, but the eight veins of the Qi Meridian are cold yin power, and she obviously cultivates two kinds of internal power at the same time. Although she didn't know how she managed to make these two exercises work at the same time, at this time, her internal breath was disordered, but there were signs of mutual reaction!" Liuli said in a deep voice.

"Then is there any salvation for Murong Gongzi?" asked Fang Ling worriedly.

Liuli glanced at Fang Ling, and stopped talking.

At this moment, Murong Xihua woke up and found that she was being held in her arms, she was startled at first, but after seeing that it was Fang Ling, she suddenly smiled.

Fang Ling immediately bowed her head in shame and said nothing, but there were autumn waves in her eyes.

Huangfu Yan's gaze fell on the two of them, and he raised his hand to hold his chin, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Murong Xihua seemed to have a sense and raised her head.

The two looked at each other, and at the same time a strange feeling that could not be told rose in their hearts. Murong Xihua often teased others in the palm of her hand, and she was not restrained in every way like today. At this moment, his internal breath was confused, his muscles were sore, and when he thought of the humiliating sword move just now, he immediately said angrily to Huangfu: "You thief and bird, if you want to kill it, you will kill it, why do you want to save me again." ”

Huangfu Yan shrugged his shoulders innocently, snorted, and ignored her.

After Murong Xihua vented the depression in her heart, she glared at Huangfu again, and seeing Fang Ling's concern, she said lightly: "Life and death are fate, I know it in my heart." ”

Huangfu Yan felt sorry in his heart, and couldn't help but think a little higher about her.

"It's okay, it's going to be fine, Sister Liuli is a great doctor...... Fang Ling's eyes were red, and she said with a crying voice.

Murong Xihua sighed, held Fang Ling's shoulder, looked into the distance, and said faintly: "After being hit by the Ice Spirit Divine Palm of the Lord of the White Camel Mountain, it is already a miracle that I can survive until now!"

"White Camel Mountain Lord!" Huangfu Yan's eyes shrank.

"Yes, White Camel Mountain is located in the depths of the Western Desert, and very few people in the Central Plains have heard of it. Ouyang Bo, the owner of the mountain, is as his name suggests, and he has the wonder of Tianzhu and Chinese martial arts, and his means are eclectic and his skills are unfathomable. A few years ago, the White Camel Mountain robbed the tribute of the court, and the people of Lingyan Pavilion were ordered to track it down, and fought a fierce battle with this person in Mobei, and more than ten masters were almost killed by him alone......"

"But you survived?" said the Emperor.

"Yes, if it weren't for my master's desperate rescue, I would ......" Murong Xihua choked up.

Seeing what she said tragically, Huangfu nodded and replied, "If what you said is right, then Ouyang Bo's martial arts have reached the point of transcendent sainthood......

Before he could say anything, he suddenly saw Murong Xihua take off the bone fan on his waist, hand it to Huangfu Yan, and said coldly: "Huangfu Yan, you are also a rare master, and look at what tricks have been added to the surface of this bone fan?"

Huang Fu Yan took a look at it and couldn't help but be dumbfounded!

I saw that on the back of her bone fan, there was actually a leaf deeply inlaid with it!

As soon as Huang Fu Yan saw this leaf, he knew that it was temporarily plucked and embedded into the bone fan as a hidden weapon.

Seeing his frightened expression, Murong Xihua couldn't help but sigh, shook his head and said: "Flying flowers are enemies, picking leaves and hurting people, this is already a rare skill of the master of the inner family, but to embed the leaves into the bone fan and make it intact, it takes a lot of profound cultivation to do it!"

"Shhh

Huangfu thought secretly in his heart: "This white camel mountain master has superb martial arts, she has no hope of revenge, and she knows that she will not live long, so she is so pretending to be merry and playing in the world! She is so strong, I knew this, I would not be so aggressive, a small punishment is enough......"

Murong Xihua seemed to see his self-blame, and his face eased slightly.

"Have you tried to remove the Ice Spirit Palm Power in the Eight Veins of your Qi Sutra?" Huang Fu Yan suddenly asked.

"There is only one way to get rid of the cold energy, and that is to re-cultivate a supreme yin internal skill after dispersing the gong, but in that case, the martial arts that have been cultivated all his life will turn into flowing water. I have been practicing Mingyu Gong since I was a child, and I have been practicing it for 20 years, and I am full of true energy. Although Ouyang Old Thief's cold yin palm power is exquisite, as long as Ming Yu's strength fills the sea of qi, he can fight against it, but he will lose more and win less, and his future is uncertain. Murong Xihua said this, with a hint of pathos on her face.

When the girls heard this, they couldn't help but let out a sigh of regret.

Huangfu Yan smiled and muttered: "It's better to waste your work than to plant a time ......bomb at any time."

"The master's revenge has not been avenged, how dare he waste his work!" Murong Xihua was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled what kind of powerful martial arts the time bomb was, and said bitterly.

"Well, Brother Murong's Day mourns. The Emperor sneered.

Murong Xihua looked at the emperor in front of him in a daze, and thought about it for a long time.

After the master returned, the Momiji Zhai that she had created fell into her hands. She was self-aware, knowing that even if she didn't fall into the Ice Spirit Divine Palm, she would not be able to defeat that old thief Ouyang until she died! Therefore, over the years, she had been looking for all kinds of young heroes, hoping to find a person who could take on the heavy responsibility of revenge.

She has secretly tried all the famous young masters in the martial arts, but none of them can satisfy her. Therefore, as soon as she heard the news of the death of the emperor from the Tianji monks, she rushed to Jiangnan non-stop.

Huangfu Yan is indeed the most satisfying martial arts Tianjiao she has seen over the years, but how to persuade him to agree to avenge her family teacher is stumped for her at this time.