When she saw Long Zimo fall to the ground, she raised her hand and released the sealing technique for Yuan Shi.
"You, you can untie Nuwa? Then why are you still pretending? Do you know that you were almost... almost..." As soon as Yuan Shi got free, he immediately shouted as if he was half-exploded.
Murong Feixue, however, had a calm expression and said quietly: "I have no way to untie Nuwa's rope. I am just my own clone. It's just that this clone of mine has become flesh and blood and can also possess the strength of cultivation."
"Ah?" Yuan Shi almost dropped his jaw in shock.
He craned his neck to look, and sure enough, he saw a tied-up Murong Feixue on the bed, closing his eyes and concentrating. But the Murong Feixue in front of him had nothing under his feet. There was no shadow.
"My shadow clone can last for three hours. I will find a way to untie Nuwa's rope."
After realizing that this was really just Murong Feixue's shadow clone, Yuan Shi's mouth twitched and he could only stare at Murong Feixue in front of him in a daze.
"Your forehead is bleeding, let me help you treat it..." As Murong Feixue spoke, she leaned closer to Yuan Shi.
While speaking, Murong Feixue raised his finger and touched Yuan Shi's bleeding forehead. Then he saw a colorful light flashing from Yuan Shi's wound. Soon, his
The forehead wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"It's so amazing. What kind of magic do you do?" Yuan Shi asked in surprise.
"It's the law of life, nothing magical... In the past, during the war between humans and demons, I devastated my spiritual power so much that I couldn't use the four laws. I watched Xiao Duo'er and the snake demon die in front of me.
, Now I understand that Nuwa is controlling everything behind the scenes!"
As Murong Feixue spoke, her dark and deep pupils were as unfathomable as the soft night, and seemed to be filled with terrifying dangers.
"Now that I know all this, the grudge between me and her must be settled!"
"Yes, she is deliberately trying to harm you. Even if it were me, she would definitely... Feixue!"
Yuan Shi's eyes suddenly widened when he was mid-sentence. He shouted Murong Feixue's name loudly, as if he had seen something horrifying. He didn't even have time to say anything, so he stood up and rushed towards Murong Feixue. He tried to escape in the shortest possible time.
He protected Murong Feixue under his back.
From Yuan Shi's widened eyes, Murong Feixue had already seen the sneaky figure of Long Zimo. You must know that Murong Feixue's shadow clone is not so easily attacked.
But before Yuan Shi pounced on him, Murong Feixue turned around quickly and lowered his center of gravity as quickly as possible.
The dagger that missed the mark was caught by Yuan Shi. Long Zimo immediately dropped the dagger and ran away. However, Murong Feixue didn't give him a chance to escape and just used a confinement technique to lock him in place.
In situ.
Yuan Shi saw that although Long Zimo was stabbed by the flaming crescent knife, he was not seriously injured due to the physique of the Tianlong clan. Now he can still attack Murong Feixue with vigor and vigor. His ungrateful face, which originally liked to smile, suddenly changed.
It was very gloomy and ugly. It looked like eggplant leaves that had been beaten by frost, black and purple.
In those piercing eyes, the gaze passed over Long Zimo's face like a knife.
