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    The shining sword light shone on her crystal-clear face like jade, reflecting her cold eyes.

    Her cold eyes cast on Xiangju who was leaning on the edge of the bed.

    Xiangju held on to the edge of the bed with both hands, her body had already fallen to the ground, and she was unable to support herself due to the rapid loss of strength.

    Her eyes were rapidly dimming, and there was a small hole between her brows, from which blood was gurgling out.

    Unbelievable flashed in her eyes, and she stared at Li Ying.

    I don't believe there is such a superb swordsmanship in the world.

    Li Ying said coldly: "Kunshan Shengjiao is planning to kill me?"

    Only Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai knew about her own room, and she did not believe that they would betray her.

    There was only one reason: the assassin had deliberately planned to assassinate himself, and had planned his way in advance.

    Xiangju really wanted to use the Green Blood Transformation Art, but the endless darkness had already struck, preventing her from performing it, and swallowed herself in the blink of an eye.

    Unwilling to die, she could no longer support herself with her hands, and slid to the ground with a "bang".

    When she was about to die, she was annoyed, why didn't she just use the green blood transformation formula, she thought she could kill Li Ying with her own swordsmanship.

    Unexpectedly, Li Ying's swordsmanship is so powerful.

    Li Ying looked at her calmly and shook her head.

    Sure enough, as Master Fakong said, the weakness of Kunshan Shengjiao disciples is between the eyebrows.

    A sword pierced between the eyebrows and instantly broke her spiritual aperture, making it very difficult to use the green blood transformation formula.

    "Come here." She whispered.

    Li Zhu and Zhou Tianhuai soon appeared outside. The two stood outside the window and looked inside: "Young master?"

    "come in."

    "yes."

    The two pushed the door open and entered the house, and found Xiangju on the ground.

    Li Zhu's complexion changed slightly, and he stepped forward angrily and tore off the dark green face scarf, seeing Xiangju's beautiful face.

    "she¡­¡­?"

    "Assassin."

    Li Ying lifted the silk handkerchief out of her sleeves with a horn, gently wiped the long sword shining like a pool of autumn water, put the sword back into its sheath, and waved her hand: "Take it away."

    Even though the sword was not blood-stained, she still wiped it off.

    Li Zhu gritted his teeth: "Young master, how did she break in?"

    Li Ying yawned and waved her hand: "She is very good at lightness kung fu, so you don't have to blame yourself, just get rid of her."

    "Yes." Li Zhu cupped his fists reluctantly.

    Zhou Tianhuai frowned and said, "Sneaking into the young master's room without a soundis he a master of the Kunshan Sacred Cult?"

    "Yeah." Li Ying lay down again and pulled up the quilt: "Okay, I'll talk about it tomorrow, I'm going to sleep."

    "Yes." Zhou Tianhuai clasped his fists helplessly, and he and Li Zhu left the house with Xiangju's body.

    The young master was assassinated in his sleep in the middle of the night, and he was still so calm. This courage is really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

    Having been touched into the bedroom by the assassin, he was only one step short of succeeding, and he would have to break out in a cold sweat if he said anything.

    But seeing the appearance of the young master, Li Zhu didn't blame the vigilant Li Zhu, as if nothing happened.

    Li Zhu gritted his teeth and stared at the corpse in his hand.

    "Forget it, wait until tomorrow and ask the young master how to deal with it."

    "Grandma's!" Li Zhu cursed bitterly, scolding himself as well as Xiangju.

    Hate myself for being careless and not vigilant enough.

    He also hated assassins, his body skills were so powerful that he had fooled himself¡ª¡ª

    Fakong looked back and nodded.

    Without my own interference, it was indeed as what Tianyantong saw, and I saw Li Ying's exquisite swordsmanship.

    Seeing this sword in person is not the same as seeing this sword in the future of Tianyantong.

    Seeing it with his own eyes made him feel more profound and refined.

    He experienced it carefully and realized something hidden.

    The key to this sword lies in its abruptness, its surprise, and its sound like a thunderbolt. Without this point, its power will be greatly reduced.

    What about your own swordsmanship?

    There is no problem with my swordsmanship, inherited from Xu Zhifeng's swordsmanship experience, killing experience, the fire is even better than Xu Zhifeng, and also better than Li Ying.

    But when it comes to using the sword, I still have to learn from Li Ying.

    This sword is so ingenious that it seized the opportunity.

    In fact, this can be regarded as personal understanding, and Li Ying's understanding is amazing.

    ?Learn the same swordsmanship, but the power displayed is quite different, even very different?Combat drowsiness.

    As soon as Fakong appeared, she jumped up, stood up, and shouted happily: "Master!"

    Farkon nodded.

    A bright moon swayed gently in the clear water.

    The chirping of insects is clearly audible, making the valley extraordinarily peaceful.

    "Why don't you go to sleep?"

    "Where did Master go?" Xu Qingluo said, "Did you go to see Master Ning?"

    "No, go and see the main altar of the holy religion in Kunshan." Fakong said.

    This time in the past, it was to determine the number of Grandmasters. Now that it has been determined, then I know it well.

    But is sixty-two a real number?

    Will there be a great master who can hide the magnetic field like himself?

    He thinks it is still necessary to overestimate, at least based on seventy grand masters, how many grand masters will be dispatched?

    Thinking of this, he shook his head.

    The emperor didn't believe his own judgment at all, and it was useless to believe the prince's earnest words, so how could the Kunshan holy religion be destroyed?

    With so many great masters, no matter how many disciples of the Kunshan Holy Cult die, their vitality will not be damaged at all.

    Thinking of this, he looked solemn.

    If Kunshan Shengjiao killed him recklessly, ten grand masters or even twenty grand masters forcibly killed him, would he be able to stop it?

    I can leave at any time, and so can Lin Feiyang.

    But what about Fanning, Zhou Yang, Xu Qingluo?

    Therefore, we still have to keep an eye on Xu Qingluo, use Tianyantong to watch it two or three times a day, and be ready to retreat at any time.

    Thinking of this, his eyes were as deep as ancient pools, and they looked at Xu Qingluo.

    Xu Qingluo didn't care about such gazes anymore, but Guan Kong shook his head again, with such a dignified expression, and curiously asked him where the main altar of the Kunshan Holy Cult was and how powerful it was.

    Fakong said a few words casually.

    Finally retracted Tianyantong and nodded in satisfaction.

    Looking at it now, Xu Qingluo has not been assassinated or in danger within three months.

    But she is by her side, and her future will be interfered by him at any time, so she can't be sure, and she still has to monitor it three times a day.

    "go to sleep."

    "Master, when shall we go back?"

    "It's a couple of days, don't worry, it's uncomfortable to live here?"

    "It's nice here, but it's just a little boring."

    "then go back tomorrow." Fakong pondered for a moment and nodded.

    Xu Qingluo smiled suddenly: "Thank you, Master."

    What made her happy was not that she would go back tomorrow, but that Fakong could listen to her and respect her feelings.

    Fakong waved his hand.

    "Yes, master, good night, I'm going to sleep." Xu Qingluo obediently agreed, and went lightly.

    Fakong also returned to his room in a flash, and sat on his couch again.

    Sitting on the couch, I felt instantly at ease, and couldn't help but smile.

    After all, I still like the life in Medicine Valley, which is peaceful, peaceful and carefree.

    If you are still and want to move, just look around at random, or find Lianxue for tea, or find Xu Zhijian for a drink, so you don't have to worry about it like you are in God.  </div&gt
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