"So, you still spared that maid's life?" Murong Shentong frowned.
"Yes, I think someone should be left to inform Murong Feixue that we already know who is causing trouble behind the scenes, and we can also take the opportunity to warn her."
Murong Shentong and Murong Post exchanged a look, and the conversation ended there.
Two flowers bloomed, one on each branch. Fuxi had already arrived at the so-called Holy Realm. He didn't know the ups and downs of Murong Feixue's place. He only wanted to kill the mysterious man in the Holy Realm who had been seeking death, and then
Then we can get rid of Mo Zishang, who has always disliked him~
In fact, the so-called holy realm is just what those people call themselves. It is a place created by a group of people who are dedicated to evil ways. Basically, as soon as some heretical cultivation method comes out, nine times out of ten, it will be destroyed.
There are people from the so-called holy realm who come out to recognize themselves, and Loli Zhu is one of them.
As soon as he heard the name Loli Zhu, Fuxi felt that he could not escape the connection with the Holy Realm. As expected, Murong Feixue and Mo Zishang were ambushed by people from the Holy Realm on the way. Unfortunately, they did not expect this variable of their own.
Fuxi clicked his tongue and walked nonchalantly toward the mountains shrouded in mist.
"Fuxi?" Halfway through, Fuxi heard a strange, hoarse male voice.
Fuxi held the long sword in his hand tightly: "Who is it? Don't pretend to be a ghost!"
"Oh hehehe~" The male voice smiled unpleasantly: "Fuxi, I didn't expect you to come so late. I thought you would come after you killed those losers Yewu!"
"Really?" Fuxi turned around unintentionally, but in the blink of an eye he thrust forward with a sword!
Fuxi stabbed the air, but the fog in front of his eyes gradually dispersed, revealing a handsome man, dressed in cyan, with a slender figure. The man seemed to be bored, patted his sleeves lightly, and then spoke.
In a clear voice: "Fuxi, why are you still so heartless?"
"Shen Nong, when did you get bored and block the way in this bullshit sanctuary?" Fuxi said casually, but judging from his right hand holding the sword tightly, Fuxi's whole body was on guard at this moment.
Shen Nong also noticed Fu Xi's wariness and grinned: "Why, are you still afraid of me? Fu Xi, who was so powerful in Taihang Academy back then and made Bu Yunhuang's constant humiliation so shameless, is he afraid of me now?"
Fuxi complained in his heart, if you don't use poison, then I have nothing to fear. Even if you practice for decades, you will not be my opponent!
"Okay Fuxi, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Are you here because of Loli Zhu?" Shen Nong calmed down the impudence on his face.
Fuxi spread his hands: "So what, will you still help me?"
Shennong smiled mysteriously: "What if I say yes?"
Fuxi pretended to pat the goosebumps on his body: "Shen Nong, I have known you for many years, please don't disgust me!"
Shennong raised his hand and threw something to Fuxi: "Look at this first before talking."
Fuxi did not catch it with his hands, but used his inner strength to float the thing thrown by Shennong into the air. Then he took a closer look, but this look made Fuxi almost drop his eyes in shock: "This is it!"
"Yes, it is the fragment of Nuwa's Heaven-Mending Stone." Shennong said solemnly: "You should know what the appearance of this kind of thing means."
Fuxi's beautiful eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and his handsome face was full of disbelief: "Are the people in this sanctuary crazy?!"
