"Humph, it was Empress Nuwa who told me! What can you ants do to Empress Nuwa?" The man raised his head with a cold and arrogant look on his face.
Long Ming was furious. He raised his long sword and was about to fly across the ravine to fight the man. However, Murong Feixue stretched out his hand and pulled him down.
She shook her head, as if she could not act rashly, as if she had other plans. Long Ming endured it, took a few deep breaths, and finally withdrew the Long Yuan Shengxie Sword and continued to stand where he was.
Murong Feixue then took a step forward and said with a calm smile on his face: "If I am not mistaken, you are, like Wujiya, a former "exam-free admission" disciple of Tianfeng Academy... Eight days, yes
wrong?"
The man was really startled when he heard Murong Feixue say the word "eight days". He looked at Murong Feixue with interested eyes, and his tone finally became kinder: "How did you know my identity?
"
Hearing the man admitting that he was a disciple of Tianfeng Academy known as Little Emperor Eight Heavens, Murong Feixue suddenly seemed to understand something and became even more calm and relaxed.
"So, Wujiya should have devoted himself to Empress Nuwa and served her like you?" Murong Feixue continued to seduce her step by step.
This question made even Long Ming aware of the strangeness of the matter. If Wujiya and Dibatian were also following Nuwa to do things, then what was the reason for Nuwa's continuous instigation and orders to hinder him?
Purpose?
Murong Feixue even had a bolder guess. That was the Empress Nuwa in the eternal world.
While he was thinking about it, he saw Di Batian raising his head again and saying with an admiring look on his face: "Nuwa is the great immortal who saves the world! She is our savior. She doesn't need to instruct me at all. I am completely willing to do it for you."
Empress Nuwa dedicated her life without any regrets! Empress Nuwa said that you are a disaster, and you are. There is no doubt about this, and you don’t have to quibble anymore!”
"The savior you call has stolen the souls of thirty thousand people with one hand and turned them into her puppet soldiers, imprisoning them in the Palace of Eternal Life! The savior you call has pushed loyal people like you and Wujiya out to do it again and again.
The scapegoat, the savior in your mouth..."
Before Murong Feixue could finish speaking, Emperor Batian was already furious, glaring at Murong Feixue angrily with his eyes. His face was pale with anger, and his breathing became heavy.
He yelled at Murong Feixue fiercely: "Shut up! You are not allowed to slander Nuwa. You are really treasonous. You dare to slander Nuwa, who sacrificed herself to mend the sky for us. You must die immediately!"
As he spoke, Di Batian stamped his feet on the ground and flew over angrily.
Long Ming also rose up in response and headed straight towards the Emperor Ba Tian.
Murong Feixue saw that Di Batian was already terminally ill and looked like there was no cure. Murong Feixue was too lazy to talk nonsense. Her face darkened and she said rudely: "You stubborn guy! He deserves a beating..."
After saying this, Murong Feixue raised his hand and took out a few thunder bombs from his arms. During the confrontation between Long Ming and Di Ba Tian, he threw a few of them away from time to time. He forcefully used Di Ba Tian's colorful
The robe exploded into colorful rags.
Although this is unlikely to cause substantial harm to Di Batian, during the fight, the opponent is still fine, and the more he fights, the more embarrassed he becomes, which will still affect his mood to some extent...
