Chapter 287 (1/2)

”Are you looking for me?” The voice of emptiness shocked the man in black. He lifted his eyes fiercely. He had never seen the posture of the heavenly face close at hand. The surprise and amazement in his eyes appeared at the same time. How could there be such a beautiful woman in the world.

Su purple Mo a face before a Jiao smile, electric flower flint, Su purple Mo has seized the neck of the man in black.

”Say, where are your men?”

Suddenly, Su Zimo found that there was something wrong with the face of the man in black.

Suddenly let go of the man in black. The man in black was soft and fell to the ground.

Su Zimo a look, in the heart will know that he is biting the poison in the breach to commit suicide.

Su Zimo bit his lower lip, turned around, summoned Huofeng, released purple butterfly, and chased Su qingjue. Today, she would not let them run away, but take their old nest together.

In Qinyuan building, Yang Qingqing seemed to know that muyunxuan would come. He sat quietly in the restaurant tasting tea and waiting for muyunxuan.

Muyun Xuan into the restaurant, ten steps a man in black, but did not stop Mu Yun Xuan.

Just arrived at the second floor of the stairs, Muyun Xuan then glimpsed a red dress of Yang Qingqing.

”Didn't expect you to come so slowly?”

Yang Qingqing said lightly, squinting at Mu Yunxuan.

Beside her stood two women, one of whom was Qian Hui.

”Even if you come slowly, today is your death date.”

The cool tone of Muyun Xuan is directly on Yang Qingqing's heart. In that tone, it is all disdain.

In the face of such cold eyes, Yang Qingqing's face changed slightly, his body slightly stagnated, and his hands unconsciously clenched into a fist.

Even Qianhui, they are shocked by the breath of Muyun Xuan. They look at Muyun Xuan nervously and dare not have any carelessness.

Sharp and angular handsome face, full of killing intention.

”Muyunxuan, it's very nice of you to hide! I have been looking for the nether world palace for so many years, but I have never thought that you are the master of the nether world palace. ”

Yang Qingqing says that she can't force Mu Yunxuan's Youming sword today. She also found out the truth of the matter. Muyunxuan is the first disciple of Qin Mantian and the leader of Youming palace. Qin Mantian, you are really hiding well!

Yang Qingqing sneers in her heart, but more heartache. She is crazy for love, crazy for love, and hate for love.

”It's not too late to know now. It can make you understand.”

Mu Yunxuan looks indifferent. Yang Qingqing guesses the identity of Youming palace. He is not surprised at all. The master is in Sanqing mountain. Yang Qingqing's people will definitely find out.

Hearing Mu Yunxuan's own admission, Yang Qingqing's face is sullen and his breath is uneven.

”What a despicable Qin Mantian, can't he find out the leader of this palace?”

Yang Qingqing voice excited roar way, in the heart a deep hatred fills the forehead top.

A scene of heartache suddenly crossed my mind.

”Yang Qingqing, even if huaner is dead, I will never look at you. In my heart, you will never be better than huaner, and you will never reach huaner.”

The merciless words in his mind made Yang Qingqing on the verge of collapse.

”Qin man Tian, I am Yang Qingqing, where can't compare with Gu Yuhuan. Why do you treat me like this?”

Yang Qingqing said sadly to himself.

Qian Hui a listen, in the heart secret way is not good! The palace master's mood will be out of control as soon as he thinks of the past.

”Palace master, are you ok?” Qian Hui quickly walked to Yang Qingqing and asked, but also wanted to remind Yang Qingqing that Mu Yunxuan is still here.

”How can I have something to do without revenge?” Yang Qingqing smiles coldly and fiercely looks up at Mu Yunxuan.

”The master of this palace will kill you and then kill Qin Mantian.”

Yang Qingqing patted the table fiercely and flew to attack muyunxuan. The first level cultivation of Shengxuan period was very powerful. As muyunxuan dodged, the tables and chairs behind him had become powder.

”You're just whimsical. You won't have a chance to see my master again.”

Mu cloud Xuan gloomy said, suddenly think of a thing, his lips hook up a cold arc.

”The chips you want to use to threaten my master are useless.”

Fierce, Yang Qingqing some incredible looking at Mu Yunxuan, do they all know? No, it's impossible. She was out of it before that. No one knows.

Mu Yunxuan a look, in the heart is sure that he has guessed most of the right, at the moment, he has no good hesitation, Mo'er is still waiting for him?

The right hand suddenly stretched out, and the ghost sword was already in his hand.

Seeing the Youming sword, Yang Qingqing's pupil shrinks fiercely, and all guesses in his heart are confirmed one by one.