Chapter Seventy-Six: Innate Coldness

Seeing that he didn't care about life and death, Fang Ling was bent on revenge, smiled sadly, and said faintly: "Is revenge really more important than life?"

Murong Xihua was awakened by her words, and her sword eyebrows furrowed: "The master is going because of me, if the disciple doesn't fight for his old man's justice, how can he be embarrassed!"

Fang Ling wanted to speak and stopped, seeing that he didn't realize his resentment at all, thinking of all these feelings, I am afraid that it was wishful thinking again, and couldn't help but say infinitely sadly: "Haven't you thought about how those who care about you should worry about you......

Murong Xihua was silent for a while, vaguely guessing that she had fallen into the love net she had weaved.

If it was the past, she would naturally be happy to do it. The "Ecstasy Dafa" she cultivates is the power of desire, and she attracts bees and butterflies everywhere, in addition to playing life, it is more to get a wisp of love from these women who are just beginning to fall in love, and practice evil skills.

Red leaves are all over Kyushu, and a lot of gossip is obtained from the land of fireworks, and those singers rely on this "ecstasy Dafa". Murong Xihua was able to catch up from behind, and he was able to practice this evil practice in just a few years, and the journey of cherishing flowers may be indispensable.

But at this time, she was big for a while and regretted it. Seeing Fang Ling's two lines of tears, she had already hung up her pink cheeks, and said helplessly: "I am very moved by the girl's kind nature, and I am willing to do my best to do one thing for the girl!"

Fang Ling pouted and said sadly: "The little sister has seen through the red dust, and then I will find an ancient temple that is inaccessible, the green lantern ancient scroll, and repair an afterlife, so that I can live and fly with my son." ”

"Poof!" Huang Fu Yan couldn't help but laugh with a strange expression.

"Huangfu is dead!" Liuli and Murong Xihua glared at him at the same time, and couldn't help but shout.

Fang Ling felt sorry for herself at this time, but she didn't care about his words and deeds.

"Hey, hey!" the emperor smiled awkwardly.

Hestia's face was pale, and she was in cahoots with the emperor's death.

"Murong Xiao...... Childe is careful of morning dew and autumn cold, a little accidentally caught a cold, it is not good for your weak body. ”

Murong Xihua saw that Liuli had seen through her daughter's body, her eyes were unnatural for a while, and she pretended to be indifferent: "The girl has a heart, every sigh and peck, there is a predetermination, and the matter is just man-made." ”

As she spoke, she glanced at the emperor's death with deep meaning, and said freely: "Meeting is fate, and the front is Qiantang Market Town, why don't you open a few jars of good wine with me and have a good time." ”

"Slow, Brother Murong must not give up on himself. Huang Fu Yan stopped his figure from trying to sit up, and said in a deep voice, "I may have a way to dissolve the Ice Spirit True Qi in your body. ”

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but say, grabbed Murong Xihua's right palm, countered his left palm, and sank into the dantian, differentiating a stream of pure yang true qi into Murong Xihua's body.

"Stop, why do you take such a risk, if the true power of the ice spirit breaks your internal strength, you and I will die together. Murong Xihua exclaimed.

"So we can only hope that this kind of thing won't happen!" Huang Fu Yan let out a breath, and the true qi in his left palm increased by another tenth.

Soon, the two of them were shrouded in a light red halo, and it was obvious that the true qi of the flame had been urged to the extreme by the emperor at this moment.

"Don't worry, with me here to protect the Dharma, no one will disturb you. Hestia raised her hand and drew her long sword, stood beside the emperor, and said in a deep voice.

Huang Fu Yan urged the flame true qi with all his strength, and his whole body was steaming like fire, and soon, beads of sweat the size of broad beans on his head were gushing out and rolling down his forehead.

Liuli saw it in his eyes, took out a handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead for him.

Hestia snorted when she saw this.

Fang Ling stopped feeling sorry for herself when she heard that Huangfu was sure to treat Murong Xihua, and at this time, seeing that the two of them were quite-for-tat, she didn't feel it clear for a while. Xin said: "Brother Huangfu is really true, with a woman like Sister Liuli, I am not satisfied!"

Soon, Huang Fu's innate flame collided with Ouyang Bo's ice spirit palm power.

"Regardless of victory or defeat, this is bad!" Huang Fu realized that something was wrong. He is conceited of the mysteries of innate true qi, but he underestimates the hidden dragon and crouching tiger in the world, and the master is hidden in the city, and there are so many geometrics.

Although the Ice Spirit True Qi is only a wisp, it is also an innate True Qi, and over the years, it has secretly grown and become the climate. If it had just been hit by this palm power, the Emperor's fiery true qi would have been able to easily defeat it. But at this time, there is no such possibility.

"What should I do!" Huangfu Yan's mind turned sharply, and he gritted his teeth: "Since it can't be defeated, let it completely become dominant!"

Thinking about it, he suddenly turned the flame true qi into Xuan Bing true qi and injected it into Murong Xihua's body.

Murong Xihua was inexplicably overjoyed to see that the power of pure yang in her body was once again on par with the cold qi of the ice spirit. Suddenly found that the internal force of Huangfu Yan had changed from yang to yin, and then it had eaten away at his own Mingyu Gonglai, and he was shocked. Although he didn't know how he did this yin and yang transformation, at this moment, she had fallen into the abyss and was terrified.

Huang Fu Yan sensed that her mind did not belong, and shouted: "Concentrate and calm down!

Murong Xihua was stunned, and actually obediently settled down according to his instructions.

Ming Yugong may be wonderful, but Murong Xi's skill of less than twenty years, how can he be the opponent of Huangfu Xuanbing Qi, and he was quickly assimilated.

In an instant, Murong Xihua's internal strength had been replaced by a cold attribute. The Ice Spirit Cold Power and the Xuan Ice True Power both belonged to the Yin Cold Vitality, and they quickly merged together. It's just that Murong Xihua has never cultivated the internal strength of the Yin attribute, so she can't make it work. But at this time, she can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, and she has obtained an extremely cold innate skill out of thin air.

"Whew!" the Emperor Fu let out a long breath, let go of his palm, and stood up.

"It's okay!" Ruri and Hestia said at the same time.

"It's okay, just rest for a while!"

"Why hasn't Murong Gongzi woken up yet?" Fang Ling said worriedly.

As soon as the words fell, I saw Murong Xihua open her eyes, a hint of color flashed in her eyes, and she got up and smiled: "You bold boy!"

Seeing her approaching, Huangfu smelled a faint fishy smell in his nose, hurriedly retreated a few steps, and said: "Repay virtue with grievances, no conscience, no conscience!"

"Phew, let me ask you, why did you dissolve the power of my penance without my consent?" Murong Xihua exhaled.

Huangfu was speechless, his eyes rolled, he deliberately covered his nose, and frowned: "You...... You stink, do you know?"

Murong Xihua was stunned for a moment, only to find that there was a layer of greasy oil attached to his skin, and for a while, his face turned red, and he scolded: "It's not you yet!"

It turned out that although the innate true qi in her body did not take the initiative to guide, she also spontaneously combed her physical body, washed her meridian bones, and gave birth to a lot of dirt.

Everyone laughed, Murong Xi couldn't resist the tricks, hurriedly pulled himself up, and fell into the river in the distance, and the voice came from afar: "I'll come when I go!"