"How dare people who know that we are from the temple..." Before the man in blue finished speaking, a bright light suddenly passed through the sleeves of Qing Yan's indigo sleeves and turned into a sudden rising flame.
The imaginary fire lit up three feet high, making it almost impossible to look directly at him. The screams suddenly stopped, and the whole person was burned into a charcoal black mass.
The surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of clothes blowing in the wind could be heard.
To be able to burn someone like this in such a short period of time, the energy of that sword energy is definitely not small.
"Wrong answer." Qing Yan still walked towards the next one in a cold voice, "What about you, are you willing to invite your master to come down?"
The man in green shirt looked at his comrade who was like charcoal, and after a moment of silence he said, "You go ahead and do it."
The woman in white looked at her from afar, still unmoved.
The enchanting blue pupils under the bamboo hat darkened, and the whole person suddenly jumped down from the cliff. The fluttering white shirt was rippling in the wind, and the whole person seemed to have no weight at all, flying towards the distance.
"I want to run away!" Mu Lingbo stared at the woman who had never shown her face from beginning to end.
Mo Jiuling just looked from a distance and said, "No need to chase."
"Is she the one who has been chasing me behind me?" She turned her head and saw a cold look on Mo Jiuling's face.
He thought for a moment, "I don't know, probably not."
Mu Lingbo looked at him silently and said nothing.
Mo Jiuling's eyes moved, "If you want to ask, just go and find out."
He swept her into his arms with a wave of his long arm, and his robe flew by in the wind. The two quickly chased in that direction, leaving only Mo Jiuling to say, "I'll clean up the mess before I come back!"
The strong wind howled wildly past her ears. She leaned on his arms and felt for the first time the amazing speed after breaking through the sword position.
Quickly passing by the cliff peak where the woman in white was standing just now, I saw the lush mountains and forests in front of me, and the white figure who was as fast as lightning turned back.
"Xianyou, stop still!" As he spoke, Mu Lingbo could even feel the vibration in his chest.
She lowered her eyebrows and said nothing. The name Xianyou was not unfamiliar to her.
Those who hold the highest divine authority in Shura Temple are Shenzong and his disciples, that is, the priests. There is also a special position among them, which is the goddess Xian Yu of Shura Temple, as the symbol of the temple.
For most people, when talking about the goddess Xian Yu, they should speak with utmost respect.
Mo Jiuling immediately recognized that she was from the temple, probably because he recognized her at a glance.
Suddenly something came to mind. Not many people knew about his escape from the Red Lotus Water Prison, and Xian You was one of them.
When he raised his eyes again, the two of them had landed safely.
Xian You stood only ten meters in front, still not taking off the bamboo hat on his head.
"Where did you get the clue?"
Xian You's voice was soft and slightly cold, as if floating in the cold wind, "I can't say."
The cold light in Mo Jiuling's eyes was even worse, "Can't say? Who sent you here?"
"No one sent me," she said.
After a moment of pressing silence, Xian You whispered, "I have placed a curse on Xuan Ye, so naturally I can send people to find her easily."
Mu Lingbo's eyes were a little sarcastic, and he finally said, "What does the person who has been chasing me have to do with you? Is the person you sent from the Tianzhu Tower?"
Xian You said calmly, "I am the goddess of the Witch Clan and will have nothing to do with these people. If you don't understand Shura Temple, it wouldn't be surprising if you don't believe it."
