Murong Feixue looked around, rolled her eyes helplessly, and said, "I didn't notice it."
Mo Zishang shrugged nonchalantly and said: "Anyway, he won't take action within the confines of Qingyun Academy now. Let's go. He may not be able to help but take action on the way."
"But it's ninety miles away. How long do we have to walk?" Murong Feixue sighed.
Mo Zishang cast a curious look at her and said, "Junior sister, I have always had a question and I would like to ask for your advice."
"What?"
"Junior sister transmitted a secret voice to me that day. It wasn't until later that I found out that it was a very powerful soul sound. Moreover, junior sister suddenly appeared next to me that day, and her skills that made people almost miss and hurt you seemed a bit too much.
It's a bit too strong. Both of these points are incompatible with your current skills, junior sister. Can you clarify this doubt for me?" These two questions have been bothering Mo Zishang for several days, and now he is with Murong Fei.
Walking together with Xue, he couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to ask him properly.
This question is the one that Murong Feixue feels most guilty about right now. The shadow clone and the power of her soul have always been top secrets. Murong Feixue has not told anyone about it. After being asked by Mo Zishang, she suddenly felt a little worried.
Messy.
Before Murong Feixue could say anything, Mo Zishang smiled and said: "Besides, senior sister's steps are frivolous and her breath is a little heavy. She is not much better than ordinary people. However, Palace Master Liang told me that junior sister, you are at the ninth level of Huang Realm."
Great genius, I am very confused."
Question after question made Murong Feixue feel a little dissatisfied, and hummed: "Yes, I have some secrets, but I don't want to tell you, hum."
Mo Zishang was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Junior sister, I misunderstood. I'm just curious. I'm not questioning you. If you don't want to tell me, I won't blame you."
Murong Feixue was exactly the kind of person who would accept soft things rather than hard words. When Mo Zishang said this, no matter how angry she was, she lost her temper, and then she had an idea.
My own practice is still at an extremely low level. Although this body has reached the ninth level of the Yellow Realm, my compatibility with the body is infinitely close to zero. So why not take advantage of being with Mo Zishang now?
Take some time to practice.
Thinking of this, Murong Feixue secretly made up her mind, looked at Mo Zishang and said Zhengran: "If Senior Brother Mo is interested in knowing these secrets of mine, you might as well try my skills. In this way, you can suppress your strength to the level of Huang Realm."
, how about we fight and walk at the same time?"
When Mo Zishang heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said with a smile: "Good idea, junior sister, pay attention!"
Mo Zishang suddenly moved closer, broke off a branch, and hit Murong Feixue on the shoulder.
With a "pop." Murong Feixue was hit.
"Haha, junior sister accepts the offer."
Murong Feixue rolled her eyes and said, "I just didn't pay attention. Come again."
She also picked up a skill bar and defended herself against Mo Zishang's attack while running.
Naturally, Mo Zishang would not hold back. His cultivation, strength, and speed were reduced to the Yellow Realm, and his speed was no different from that of an ordinary person.
However, the strength of Mo Zishang's foundation is quite terrifying. Even if he is so depressed, ordinary warriors of the third and fourth levels of the Yellow Realm will not be his opponent.
Murong Feixue was hit by him more than ten times without exception.
Just when Mo Zishang was about to give up, Murong Feixue suddenly felt blessed, and Murong Feixue's fighting talent suddenly became in tune with her own soul.