My mind was a little distracted, and Mu Ruyun's sharp sword energy had arrived at the door. Qiqi was startled and quickly retreated, but he could only avoid the fatal blow. With a hiss, she had cut a hole in her chest.

Fortunately, I was wearing a Tianyanzi clothes, but the clothes were scratched, so I was not injured. However, Mu Ruyun's sword energy was enough to make people feel bad.

"When you are still thinking about it, don't you guys teach you what concentration means?" Mu Ruyun curled her thin lips and suddenly jumped up. With a whirlwind, a burst of sword energy pressed down from above her head, like a big net, quickly covering her.

Qiqi's face changed. He wanted to lift the Hanyue Sword to greet him, but it was too late.

She bit her lip, with Han Yue's knife closed, and the pistol fell between her fingers. She pressed her index finger and did not avoid her sword energy at all, intending to die with her.

What is Mu Ruyun’s identity? She is the future lord of Sangcheng. Her identity is so noble, how can she connect her life with a princess in a small country?

She was startled because she wanted to avoid the shot, and the sword energy was quickly withdrawn and the person hurriedly retreated.

But that shot still hurt her, and attacked her shoulder blades, and with a puff, she directly penetrated her shoulder blades.

She retreated with injuries and before the person could fall, her cold eyes had already fallen on Qiqi. She injured herself, but she could not avoid her sword energy.

Seeing the sword energy covering her like a rainbow, it quickly fell down, and was about to hurt her under her sword, but she didn't expect a silver light to flash. With a clang, the sword energy coming from all directions was quickly cut open by the sword.

Qiqi was already mentally prepared, at most he was injured by sword energy, but it was very likely that his limbs would be severely damaged. However, he did not expect that someone would save him when he was in a hurry.

"Achu..." She felt nervous. When she looked up, she saw a man in black standing in front of her.

The black shirt was blown up by the wind, and the black hairs like a waterfall were swaying lightly in the wind, with indescribable exquisiteness and a cold air seemed to be innate. As long as he stood there, the whole world suddenly cooled down because of him.

The same beauty and the same charming, but it is not her Achu.

"Wu Ming." She took a deep breath, and when she saw him, she suddenly felt a sense of success after a disaster. Her nose felt sore, and she swung her fist and punched it down on his back: "You bastard, you're just here now, can't you get early?"

She was really scared just now, afraid that she would die under Mu Ruyun's sword.

But she survived, and the bastard finally saved her life at the most urgent moment.

Wuming's lips twitched slightly. When he looked back at her, her face was pale. It was obvious that he had really been surprised just now. His cold eyes softened slightly. He said indifferently: "I came from Wangyue City and I have never stopped all the way. It is already the fastest speed. What else do you want?"

Qiqi's throat was blocked and his lips were slit, and he stopped talking.

The journey from Wangyue City is indeed far away, not as close as she has gone out of the imperial city. Thank you very much for being able to come at this time.

His eyes passed over him and fell on Mu Ruyun. This time she curled her lips and suddenly became arrogant: "This woman harmed Achu and almost killed me again. You can kill her for me."

"I have a high reward for killing. You have to make sure you can afford it first." Wuming said lightly.

Qiqi was stunned and wanted to kick her.

But then again, her relationship with Wuming seems not to be so good. It seems unreasonable to ask him to kill someone and not pay him any compensation.

She snorted coldly, muttered her red lips, and said resentfully: "The reward I give you will definitely satisfy you. Kill her for me, and I will watch her die in front of me."

Mu Ruyun had already taken two steps back slightly. Even though he had not yet officially fought with the man in black in front of him, he could still feel his forced coldness and cautious internal strength from his move just now.

His martial arts are above him, and now her shoulder blades are injured again. Even if it is the left shoulder, it does not affect her using the sword, but she still asks that she cannot defeat him.

The uneasiness flashed in her eyes could not escape Qiqi's sharp eyes. She snorted coldly: "Wuming, I want to help Achu."

"Okay." Wuming replied faintly, as if he agreed.

Mu Ruyun's pupils closed and she said angrily: "Murong Qiqi, if you kill me, A Chu will die with me."

Qiqi, who wanted to walk to the deck, suddenly stopped her pace, looked back at her, and said coldly: "Do you think I will trust you?"

"Have you ever heard that once a person who was a guru died, those who were a guru would die with him? If you don't know anything about the witchcraft, you can also ask your friends." Her eyes fell on Wuming. She didn't know the man in black, but she had a little impression, as if...

She opened her eyebrows and said in surprise: "You are the owner of Zhaixing Tower."

Why does the owner of Zhaixing Tower know Murong Qiqi? What is the relationship between them? There are so many helping forces behind this little Seventh Princess. Why is she?

Wuming ignored her completely. The one who was sucked by a sucking poison had nothing to do with him. He raised his sword and pointed directly at her face. He seemed to have not taken a step, but he had already arrived in front of her in an instant.

Mu Ruyun was shocked and raised her hand. The sword energy immediately rose. With a clang, Wuming's sword had not moved, but had blocked her sword energy. The tip of the sword quickly came to her throat.

It was just a simple move, without any change, and there was not even a move, just holding the sword and pointing it straight at her throat.

However, Mu Ruyun seemed to feel an invisible force, completely covering all the acupoints on her body. The force forced her to tense her whole body, and even such a simple action as raising her hand could not be done.

With one move, one sword to seal the throat, this man...

Her pupils became wider and wider. There was only the long sword in her sight, and only the light at the tip of the sword. Even if it condensed all the true energy in her body, she could only take two steps back from this powerful internal force.

After two steps, she had no power to resist at all, and could only watch the sword tip coming to her.

"Save her life." Murong Qiqi's voice rang anxiously.

Wuming's eyes sank, and the tip of the sword that had already reached Mu Ruyun's throat suddenly turned, and a sword flashed, and with a hiss, the sword fell on the shoulder blade of her right hand.

Mu Ruyun screamed in a low voice, loosened her right hand, and the sword fell from her hand, and fell to the ground with a clang.

The golden bell on his lower back was frightened by this incident. He put away his sword and walked quickly. With a sound of brushing, he stabbed Wuming at the sword.

The nameless long sword just shook slightly, and the tip of the sword had been retracted from Mu Ruyun's shoulder blade. The sword light flashed and with a clang, the golden bell was quickly repelled by the sword energy. The person was knocked out and fell into the river with a pounce. I don't know how long it took to float out and swam back quickly.

Mu Ruyun escaped from death, and her legs suddenly became weak. She fell to the ground. She looked up at Wuming standing in front of her. The tip of the sword still pointed at Wuming in front of her and said in a deep voice: "Who are you? I am the third lady of the Mu family in Sangcheng. Killing me will not do you any good."

Wuming didn't say anything, and didn't even look at her. His eyes fell on Qiqi, his eyes were deep, and his voice became cold: "If you go back on your word, do you believe it or not, I will fall on you with the next sword?"

He wanted him to kill someone, but he actually asked him to stop at an emergency. This girl was becoming more and more presumptuous.

"Didn't you listen to her? If she dies, A Chu won't be alive." Feeling that the boat under her feet sinking again, Qiqi was anxious and hurriedly said, "Help me save A Chu."

"I never save anyone." Wuming snorted coldly, withdrew his sword, took two steps back, and stood in the corner, really put his hands on his shoulders and ignored her.

Qiqi couldn't figure out the temperament of these masters, so he could only bit his lip and leap down. Han Yue's knife swung, quickly forced a few people to retreat, held Mu Chu's big palm, and leaped with him, and landed on the top of the boat.

The people below wanted to chase after him, Qiqi's Hanyue Sword had already hit Mu Ruyun's throat, lifted her up to face everyone, and said sternly: "Who dares to come up, I will kill her immediately."

The guards were startled by the situation, all stopped, and even took two steps back, fearing that the knife in her hand would cut their master's throat.

Qiqi looked at Mu Ruyun and said in a deep voice: "How to transform the poison on his body? Tell me quickly!"

"Do you think I will help you?" Mu Ruyun looked at her squintly. Even though her breath was already in chaos, her eyes were still cold and her smile calmly: "How could my dignified third lady of the Mu family be threatened? If you have the ability, you kill me. If you kill me, he will not be able to survive."

His eyes passed over her and landed on Mu Chu, not far behind her.

Although he still stood straight, under the faint moonlight, his face was no longer as beautiful as the blood on the corners of his lips was still overflowing. Although there were not many, it looked so shocking.

Mu Ruyun shook her head apart, and the pity in her eyes could not be hidden: "If you follow me wholeheartedly, how could I let you suffer such a hardship? Ah Chu, go back with me and go back to Sangcheng with me, and I will give you the most noble and happiest life."

Mu Chu's eyes kept falling on Qiqi. Since the two of them came up, there was only Murong Qiqi in his eyes. Except for her, there was no one else's figure in his eyes.

It’s not that Mu Ruyun couldn’t see his love for Murong Qiqi, but he was just unwilling to give up. What exactly was she not as good as Murong Qiqi? Why did he only recognize this woman?

She took a step forward, but Qiqi's cold blade suddenly pressed down, pressing a scarlet blood mark on her neck: "If you really pity him, you shouldn't have watched him suffer! Remove the poison from the poison for him, and I promise not to kill you."
Chapter completed!