Chapter 1790: Dark wave flow (1/2)

”talk!”

The woman smiled faintly: ”Go on, you say, what am I?”

”No no no!”

Feng Lingxiao paled at the moment, and hurriedly shook his head: ”Miss Xing'er, how can you be a thing, you are not a thing!”

”I am not something?”

”No, no, I didn't mean that!”

”Then what do you mean?” Xi Xing'er looked at Feng Lingxiao in front of him, and said lightly: ”You are so brave, Mu Yun is a two-star alchemist, and is my sister Xi Meng's royal alchemist. You want to kill him. ?”

”Okay, if you kill him, then you can find a satisfactory alchemist for my sister!”

The Dan disciple of Master Xi Meng?

Mu Yun?

How could this be?

Feng Lingxiao was startled at this moment.

He only thought that Mu Yun was a disciple of the Outer Sect who performed better, but how could he have thought that this guy was actually an alchemist.

This is incredible.

”What's wrong? Don't you believe me?”

”No, no!” Feng Lingxiao hurriedly shook his head and said, ”The disciple dare not, the disciple dare not!”

”Don't dare, remember, Mu Yun is my alchemist. If anyone dares to deal with him, he will have trouble with me, Xi Xing'er, so I can't blame me for being ruthless!”

Xi Xing'er hummed.

Everyone was stupid when he said this.

what happened? Didn't Xi Xing'er just say that Mu Yun is Master Xi Meng's alchemist? How did she become her alchemist now?

However, everyone understood that no matter who the Dan disciple, Xi Xing'er, a titled disciple, was willing to stand up for Mu Yun, the outer disciple, it was enough to show that Mu Yun's weight in Xi Xing'er's eyes!

”Mu Yun, follow me!”

Xi Xing'er looked at Mu Yun and said, ”I'm looking for you for a long time. You are fighting with someone here. If you have trouble next time, just find me directly!”

When the words fell, Xi Xing'er pulled Mu Yun and left directly regardless of everyone's gaze.

Di An and Yin Ye look at me at this moment, and I look at you, don't know what to say.

They originally wanted to rely on the background of the Shadow League to help Mu Yun tide over the difficulties, sell Mu Yun a favor, let Mu Yun remember the good of their Shadow League, and by the way draw Mu Yun into the Shadow League.

But unexpectedly, Xi Xing'er came forward directly and slapped Feng Lingxiao with two slaps, completely stupefied.

”Let's go!”

Yin Ye smiled bitterly: ”It seems that there is nothing wrong with us!”

”Hey, genius, he is really a genius, two-star alchemy master, who was favored by Master Xi Meng and Xi Xing'er, we want to win him, it's difficult...”

Di An also sighed and left without speaking any more.

The scene boiled for a while.

Many disciples left, but the shock in their hearts was hard to add.

This matter, spread, the entire Sword God Sect, it must be completely boiling.

A titled disciple, because an outside disciple came forward, such a thing has not happened for a long time.

While the news spread like wildfire, the whole sect was being discussed.

Sword God Sect, the core, among the peaks.

Here, there are hundreds of mountain peaks, and every mountain peak and halfway up the mountain are pavilions and pavilions, with the fragrance of birds and flowers, as quiet and beautiful as a paradise.

Here is the mountain where the titled disciples live. Each one has a separate spiritual formation. The aura of heaven and earth is constantly flowing. Even if weeds grow here, spirituality will be born.

Here, on top of a mountain, a figure sits peacefully.

One after another, they walked up the mountain quickly from the foot of the mountain.

”slower!”

Those few figures had not reached halfway up the mountain, and the man sitting in the pavilion of the peak spoke slightly.

”Such a quiet environment, because the panic of the few of you disturbed everything, don't you feel very sad?”

The man wears a blue long gown with a pair of eyes, slightly dull, his face is slightly pale, and his facial features are very comfortable.

”Leader!”

Down there, the leading man looked tense. He cultivated himself and looked at it carefully. It was the realm of Earth God Great Perfection.

These realms are absolutely top-notch existence within Nei Zong.

But in front of this person, the martial artist of the Great Perfection realm of this earth **** is just like a child.

”Come on!”

”Yes!”

The man took a few people to the top of the mountain.

”Lei Peng, how many times have you said it, every time you come, be careful!” the blue shirt man asked.

”Yes, leader!”

As the leader of the Zong League, Lei Peng was very cautious at this moment.

The leader in front of him was the leader of the Luohe League, one of the four major alliances of the Sword God Sect.

The name of Luohe is well-known throughout the entire Sword God Sect.

Tianfeng laughed, the lord of the emperor alliance.

Luohe, the leader of the war alliance.

Xuemeng leader Yun Yufei.

Shadow League leader Mo Ying.

Who knows the names of these four people?

Luohe, in just 17 years, from Waizong to Neizong, and then to titled disciple, can be described as a generation of legend.

”What's the matter, let's talk!” Luohan waved and said lightly.

”Enlighten the leader, something unexpected happened to the Waizong today!”

Ray-Ban told the story as it was.

”You mean... Xing'er came out for this Muyun?”

Luo He raised his brows, and said displeasedly: ”A mere alchemist, a two-star alchemist, Xing'er personally made his head for him?”

”Yes!”