Murongxue's chattering heard Master Tai's anger burning out and blurted out: "What if there is a real injury? That doesn't prove that the injury was yours?" Looking at Qingyan Capital, the back was injured, not yet. The recovered person, who knows nothing about it, sees a person with a back injury, is it said that the five poisoned people were injured by Murong Xue?

Teacher Huatai argued reasonably and heard Murong Xue blinked: "It's just that there is a wound on the back. I really can't say that I was the five poisonous people I was injured. However, I cut the five poisonous people last night. That sword was used in that sword ... "Murongxue turned over and took out his sword. The sword was silver-white, with a thin blade and a sharp blade, reflecting the cold cold awn in the sun: "This sword was created by a famous teacher. There is only one in the world. While wielding the sword, I still attached internal force to the sword ..."

"What about that?" Master Huatai glanced casually at the sword.

"People cut by this sword will have wounds corresponding to the blade ..." Murong Xue explained slowly: just let her see if the wound on the back of the man is the same as the shape of the blade in her hand , I knew whether the man saved Xu Zong's people last night, was it the five poisonous people ...

A flash of something quickly flashed in the eyes of Huatai Teacher. He glanced at the man quietly. I saw that the man also quietly looked at him. The two exchanged a look that only they knew.

Master Huatai opened his mouth: "No ... his back is slightly injured, so it is not appropriate to take it apart ..."

Murong Xue's cold eyes narrowed slightly: "Hua Tai pushes three and pushes four, but refuses to let me see his back injury. Is there a ghost in his heart ..."

"Of course not ..." Master Huatai denied sharply.

"Since it's not, why did Mrs. Hua prevent me from seeing the injury on your friend's back again and again?" Murong Xue asked unkindly: "If Mr. Hua's friend is not the one that was cut by me last night, then he The wound on the back is different from the shape of my blade. Willn’t you be able to return your friend's innocence then? "Murong Xue's chattering heard Master Taihua angering and blurting out:" Even if there is really What about the injury? That does n’t prove that the injury was the one you injured? ”Looking at Qingyan Capital, the person with a back injury who has n’t recovered, I do n’t know what happened. If I see a person with a back injury, it is said to have been injured. Are the five poisoned people hurt by Murong Xue?

Teacher Huatai argued reasonably and heard Murong Xue blinked: "It's just that there is a wound on the back. I really can't say that I was the five poisonous people I was injured. However, I cut the five poisonous people last night. That sword was used in that sword ... "Murongxue turned over and took out his sword. The sword was silver-white, with a thin blade and a sharp blade, reflecting the cold cold awn in the sun: "This sword was created by a famous teacher. There is only one in the world. While wielding the sword, I still attached internal force to the sword ..."

"What about that?" Master Huatai glanced casually at the sword.

"People cut by this sword will have wounds corresponding to the blade ..." Murong Xue explained slowly: just let her see if the wound on the back of the man is the same as the shape of the blade in her hand , I knew whether the man saved Xu Zong's people last night, was it the five poisonous people ...

A flash of something quickly flashed in the eyes of Huatai Teacher. He glanced at the man quietly. I saw that the man also quietly looked at him. The two exchanged a look that only they knew.

Master Huatai opened his mouth: "No ... his back is slightly injured, so it is not appropriate to take it apart ..."

Murong Xue's cold eyes narrowed slightly: "Hua Tai pushes three and pushes four, but refuses to let me see his back injury. Is there a ghost in his heart ..."