A blood-red figure suddenly appeared in front of them, and their pupils suddenly shrank.

The man in front of him was red-clothed like blood, and his eyes, like a drop of blood, seemed to be burning with the fire of Nirvana, as if he wanted to destroy everything before he could stop.

The long fiery red hair rose with the wind, and a cruel luster flashed through her charming eyes, as if the soul killer was about to tear apart the human soul.

"I don't want to be missed by the kitten I like." The perfect lips curled up a bloodthirsty curve.

The men in white changed their faces and said, "Who are you?"

"Puff puff puff!" Before their answer was obtained, a few blood-red light flashed and blood splattered out.

The face of the man in red was blocked by a red mask like flames, and blood splattered on it and was directly swallowed by the mask.

He said hoarsely: "You can't escape!"

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from Yancheng.

A guest was welcomed by a city in Hanlong City, the best inn in the northeast. The waiter stared at the woman in front of him, and she was extremely beautiful. He had never seen such a beautiful woman in his life.

However, the woman looked a little embarrassed. Her delicate robe had many sword marks and burn marks at this time, and she also had a bloody smell on her body.

Mu Qianxi threw out the top-quality spiritual jade and said, "Arrang a room for me, prepare hot water, hurry up!"

"Yes!" This is the best spiritual jade! It's a huge profit, how could he slack off?

The waiter quickly prepared the hot water. Mu Qianxi added a lot of potions to the bathtub, then untied her robe and stepped into the bathtub.

After a while, the severe pain in Mu Qianxi's face turned pale and cold sweat began to appear on her forehead.

Feeling Mu Qianxi's pain, Yanlong began to cry, "Wuwuwu! Master, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, it's all my fault! Wuwuwu..."

Mu Qianxi said hoarsely: "Don't quarrel, shut up!"

In the past, the Flame Dragon Sword had only a little spiritual consciousness but was still quiet. Now it is integrated with the sword spirit, so how can it be like crying like this!

When dealing with the Soul-killing Sword Slave, she won with the strength of the Flame Dragon.

But that power is not something her body now, and her strength can withstand.

She didn't show it before she was separated from Baiyi. Now, she must heal her wounds quickly.

Now that the meridians in the body are damaged, the realm will fall. If she weren't a pharmacist, she would probably be completely abandoned.

"Well! I won't make a noise, the master will heal his wounds!"

Holding the pain, Mu Qianxi took a lot of elixirs, and the medicine was injected into the blood vessels. The medicinal power repaired the meridians, but the realm began to fall uncontrollably!

"Seventh level of Linghuang, sixth level..."

While repairing, Mu Qianxi gritted his teeth and persevered.

"Wow!" Yanlong was sobbing in a low voice.

The meridians were being repaired quickly, and Mu Qianxi was already in a semi-coma. Her fists were clenched, and she was about to...

The first-level Spirit Emperor's strength finally stopped falling. Mu Qianxi gave him a breath, but he was still at the imperial level, which was not too miserable!

After this time, the meridians widened by nearly ten times. It was not too difficult to practice to level seven with her pill assistance.

Mu Qianxi breathed a sigh of relief, then fell asleep in the bathtub in a daze.

But just now he fell into a deep sleep, a familiar and bloodthirsty dangerous murderous aura woke Mu Qianxi up and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Bang!" A sword energy slashed down from the roof.

Mu Qianxi jumped out of the bathtub, took out her opinion robe and wrapped herself up.

A blood-red sword light slashed directly from the sky, "Puff!" The bathtub shattered and water splashed out!

"Boom!" This sword split not the bathtub, but the entire inn split in two halves.

Mu Qianxi felt the building shaking and rushed out of the room in a hurry.

Just as she rushed out, a blood-red figure appeared in front of Mu Qianxi, blocking his way.

Mu Qianxi raised her eyes and looked at the person in front of her. She was enchanting, like a gorgeous fire lotus blooming in front of her.

The fiery red hair was flying, and the charming snow eyes were dazzlingly beautiful. Even if the face was blocked by a mask, she could feel his shocking beauty.

These kinds of beauty are bloody and arrogant, like evil like falling angels.

There was no need for anyone to sign up. Mu Qianxi knew who he was. She slowly spit out two words, "Soul-killing!"

Shihun also looked at the woman in front of him. She had just left the bath, and her hair was still dripping with water droplets, and her face was pale due to severe pain.

A thin shirt outlines a perfect figure, standing barefoot in the air, her peerless face is still calm even when facing a strong enemy.

The more indifferent he was, the more he wanted to tear this indifference.

A joking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "Little cat, I finally caught it."

Soul-killing looked at her and said, "It's so weak, and it's so powerful that it's fusion with that waste to force my puppet to improve its strength. It's a bit courageous! But it didn't turn into a waste completely, but it made me look at it with admiration."

Mu Qianxi said: "What you came is faster than I thought. What is your purpose?"

"I want that waste, I also want the sword body, and even more so..." A blood-red figure flashed, and a slender hand scratched out at Mu Qianxi's face.

Mu Qianxi flashed and hurriedly fell from the air. The Flame Dragon Sword had been unsheathed. She said coldly: "Soul Killing, you might as well change your request!"

Soul-killing slowly walked down the air, and he smiled coldly, "For the first time, someone had the courage to tell me to change my request."

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in women all my life. I just want you to be my sword slave. Although you are a little weak, you are a craftable material."

"I refuse!" Mu Qianxi said in a deep voice.

"I don't give you the right to refuse." After saying that, Soul Killing approached Mu Qianxi again.

"The water dragon is destroyed!" The water dragon rushed out, but could not touch the soul-killing part at all!

The next moment, Mu Qianxi felt that she was being rushed out by a force and could not move at all.

The flame dragon blocked the Soul-killing and said, "Soul-killing, can't you do this?"

"Idiot, you'd better worry about your own!" Soul-killing said coldly.

"Brother, please don't hurt your master." Yanlong's voice became pitiful.

Hearing this, Soul-Slaying's hand was furious. If the sword in front of him was his body, he would have crushed it directly.

"Shut up! Who is your trash brother!" Soul-killing said angrily.

Soul-killing grasped the hilt of the Flame Dragon Sword, searched for his body for so long, and finally found it.

After having it and after devouring the waste, his strength could be restored soon.
Chapter completed!