Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Incredibly horrified, in the eyes of those guards.

In the gaze of cloud dance, a guard was like a machine, hurrying and rolling inside the lookout gate.

The passers-by watching around, at this time also a stunned, unconscious retreat, what is the role of this young girl? That's amazing.

The art of locking the soul didn't even lock her up, so...

“You, look at Lady Murong...”

“Why can't you move? ”

“ …… ”

Hearing the surrounding passers-by whispering wind management, the guard helped him up and looked at Rossan in haste.

Horror!

A tremendous shock flashed through his trembling heart, locked in?

How is it possible that the young lady was the one who applied the technique of locking the soul?

Right now.

“Who's making a scene outside my Murong residence?” A rather chilling male voice came through the doors of the paint.

Not long ago, I saw a tall figure, slowly walking out, dressed in gown, sharp eyes, all covered in a noble cold arrogance.

In the early 30s, he didn't look very handsome, but he was a little handsome.

The man walked out, there were some wolf guards climbing around, and the wind management, all respectfully bowed and called out; “Young Master! ”

Murong swept past, the guard had just told him the situation outside in panic, but when he saw the crack scene in front of the mansion, he rubbed against the wind pipe and other people, sharp eyes brushed cold.

“What's all this about?” Some shady voices sound.

Murong Qian then swept his gaze towards the cloud dance in the linen cloth, his eyes slightly stunned, his eyes brushed with amazement, but soon, he passed away.

Those careless, desolate purple eyes seemed pale and harmless, but there was an infinite crisis.

Especially if there was no killing breath on her body.

She's the weird girl who knows how to lock her soul?

And I wondered, when I saw Rossan, who was stuck in Muna's eyes, and it was confirmed.

“I don't know, little girl, what do you mean you killed my brother-in-law today and made a scene with us in Murong Mansion?” Murong's voice is a little cold, but quite stylish.

Instead, they turned to the guard behind them and asked them to bring Rossan.

The cloud dance didn't stop his behavior.

White fingertips, slowly touching the whip handles, his voice slightly opening; “Hand over the man, or I'll do it all the time if I just let him out. ”

What do you mean?

Just as Murong frowned, the guard helped him back to the wind management in front of the door, and he spoke in silence in Murong's ear.

At that time, Murong looked heavily.

“Little girl, would you like to wash our Murong Mansion with blood? ”

“Really?” The corner of the cloud-dancing mouth coldly snapped up, but at this point, the empty hand, palms flipped, a flame jumped out of the palm of the hand.

Look at the crowd, and it's called staring at the crowd.

Flames?

Substantial flames? How is that possible?

Though a samurai can use elemental properties, it is also impossible to manipulate a true flame unless, for centuries, it is the summoner that disappears that can manipulate the elements in substance.

Is this girl a summoner...

This idea flashed through Murong's mind, but it was soon dismissed.

If this young girl is really a summoner, there's no way she's not hearing a word. You know what this summoner means.

“Little girl, I don't know how you learned how to manipulate the flames, but if that's all, is it too irrational to say that you want to wash our Murong Mansion in blood? ”

After listening to the audience, the suspicions subsided.

The cloud dance lifted its eyes indifferently, the other hand flipped, a flame jumped, and at the same time, both hands clasped together.

With a wave of hands, the dragon shape of the flame, and a half-air release, that powerful breath is the power of the monster at the height of Sister Four.

“Ho...”

The dragon barks, dyeing an incredibly hot heat, and the deafening burst into the air in this space.

In a moment, no one was given a chance to react. The dragon had circled over Murong Mansion, spraying its mouth open, and the high temperature flame was like a raging wave, directly attacking it.

In the blink of an eye, the fire struck the house and spread quickly.

“It's on fire...”

In the mansion, the drums of the drums were pounding and the noise sounded in an instant.

When many firefighters arrived to guard the servants, they saw the half-assed fire dragon and shook their legs.

What the hell is that?

Outside the house!

The wind pipe and the others, the face that's called a change.

Murong glanced at the cloud dance in the shadow of his eyes, "It's a toast not to eat punitive wine. ”

Suddenly, the strength of the seventh peak, the tentacles lifted, a chilly killer almost instantly lifted from his bones, his figure flashed strangely, the Great Sword Ling air strike the past.

At his first stroke, that strange and speedy attack, the cloud danced at the peak of the eyebrows.

Assassin skills?

Dark hair was windless and automatic, and the killing gas from her bones burst out of her body, this time, she greeted her face.

The long whip attacks the wind blade where the wind elements agglomerate, and the long sword is attacked with a strange spiral.

“Boom!”

With a crisp breaking sound, Murong glanced at an incredible scratch, looking at the broken sword body in his hand, and the wound cut open by a knife on his arm.

Blood seeps out of that arm, and I'm afraid I can't even hold the broken sword if I don't hold it.

Wind blade? Wind element.

She's a double attribute?

“As I said, if you don't hand me over today, I will wash the Murong Mansion with blood..." Extremely cold words, dyeing a bloody audible sound, someone rings in the ears of the venue with a blatant hegemony.

Murong shuddered and immediately watched the cloud dance with utter horror.

“You're a double attribute? ”

Double attribute?

As soon as the words came out, the audience arose again.

The wind pipe also suddenly opened its eyes and watched the cloud dance.

There is no need to say how rare this dual attribute is. Even those with dual attribute identities have advantages and disadvantages, and cultivation is far more difficult than that of ordinary people.

But this young girl, not only a dual-attributed homosexual, but also reached the strength of the early seventh order?

Not to mention the beginning of the seventh grade at the age of fifteen or six, even at the age of thirty or forty, most people do not have that talent to reach the seventh grade.

Is this girl human or not?

Right here outside the house is still deadlocked, the fire in Murong house can be said to be wanton, turning his eyes and burning most of it...

……

The largest luxury mansion in Luoyang is the residence of the owner of Murong, which is the residence of the owner of Luoyang.

However, in the past few months, the former owner of the city has received strange news of serious illness, which is well known.

The Murong family, the big guys in the hospital and the main hospital, went out to look for medicines, to look for doctors.

Today, Master Murong's large living room, just returned a few people, is seriously sitting in the living room, the atmosphere is heavy.

“Did you find it? Father's illness is getting worse again, Mother let's hurry up and figure it out.” Open up, is a middle-aged man in his early forties, three heads of the Murong family, Murong.

“This time we already found the 'Habitats’, but they were all stirred up by the man and the woman, which is disgusting.” Murong Xue's eyes were angry, his hands patted on the table, the coffee table shocked, and the cup almost got knocked over.

Sitting on the other side, Murong Tian, that face doesn't look good either.

The other day, after the grass was taken away by the man and the woman, they searched for days in the forest of warcraft, but all searched for fruitless fruit.

Finally, you can only come back empty-handed.

Although, the Ouyang family is like them, but when I think about that day, I think of the strange power of a man and a woman, and they feel embarrassed in their face, it's only if they feel good.

“What's going on? According to the information received, the 'habitat grass' should have grown in the middle of the mountains of the Beast Forest. Did Ouyang's family give it to him first?” Murong frowned.

“If it's Ouyang's, it's okay, but the problem isn't.” Murong Tian shook his fist.

“No?” Murong wondered: “Brother Er, with your strength, who is not Ouyang family, who can compete with you. ”

This makes Murong Tian's face even darker and humiliating.

“Uncle, let me tell you about this...”

However, just after Murong Xue had spoken, a guard hurried in outside the lobby.

“Second head, no good, you... your branch, there's a fire...”

At that time, another guard fell and ran in. From his panting, it was a long way to go.

It is the guard of the Murong Prefecture Branch, the residence of Murong Tian.

The guard who rushed in rushed to report intermittently: “The owner, no, no, no, no. A young girl killed the young lady's brother and also injured the wind control and guard. She is setting fire to the house. She and she also said that the Murong family should be washed in blood...”

“What!” Murongtian smashed his hand against the table, “Bang!” One sound, the table broke apart.

The guard shook his legs and almost knelt down.

Murong Tian rose from the chair and looked at the murderous intentions; “I would like to see which impatient guy lived and dared to say that he was going to wash our Murong family in blood. ”

With an angry hand, Murong's figure flashed out. As soon as he left the lobby, his figure jumped into the sky and headed toward the east street of the city.

“The bloodwashing Murong family? Hmm, I'm going to see what kind of yellow mouth it is, dare to release such a rave.” Murongdi also rose from his seat with a gloomy face.

Not long ago, it also jumped.

“Why are you still standing still? Go talk to my father and transfer all the guards to Luoyang City. If you dare to kill our Murong family in Luoyang City, you will not walk out of Luoyang City alive. ”

Murong Xue is on fire, now is the perfect time to vent.