Xia Houyan said quickly, "I came out and found that Xiao Qiao was missing. I quickly asked them to hand over someone! They robbed the three of us. I can't bear it!"
The white-haired woman had a frozen face, and even the private parts of her head seemed to be covered with ice and snow. "No matter what your purpose is, even if you are of the same race, those who dare to harm our important affairs will not be treated lightly."
"What is your important matter? Let your master tell you. I am in a good mood. Maybe I can save a few people alive."
"Bold!" the white-haired woman shouted angrily.
Mo Jiuling was neither angry nor annoyed, but he just stood there calmly, his sneer eyes sweeping over these Rakshasa people who were ready to attack, which made people feel timid for no reason under this intimidating spirit. Even so.
, these dozens of people still refused to take a step back.
Only this white-haired man had a calm and unwavering look in his eyes.
"Mother-in-law." A young woman came into the side hall immediately, her voice urgent, "I lost her, but she was heading towards the Shenmu Temple."
The white-haired woman was shocked, "Shenmu Temple! Send more troops quickly to stop her no matter what!"
As soon as the woman left, the white-haired woman looked over, her cold eyes falling on Mo Jiuling and Mu Lingbo, "Who sent you here?"
Mu Lingbo's eyes moved slightly. Could it be that they recognized someone else?
Mo Jiuling said in a cold voice, "Stop talking nonsense, where are the Yuanwu people?"
"If you don't say anything." The white-haired woman drew a long sword and landed it on Xia Houyan's neck. "This person will die first."
Xia Houyan had a very helpless expression, "Why bother? You won't die if you befriend a few people."
Mo Jiuling smiled softly, "His life is used to threaten me? Could it be that I seem to be a kind-hearted person?"
Xia Houyan knew that there was no way he could count on them for his life, so he said in a half-dead tone, "You guys should take action quickly, don't hesitate any more... kill him quickly and there's business to do!"
"Shut up!" the white-haired woman shouted to stop him, thinking that Xia Houyan was a person who was not afraid of life and death. "You think you are not afraid of death, so there is nothing I can do?"
Xia Houyan looked at Mo Jiuling and Mu Lingbo's expressions as if they were watching a show, and felt that their fate should still be in their own hands.
"It's not that easy to die." The white-haired woman's voice sounded slightly aged, and the sword slowly moved to his shoulder, "I'll cut off one of your hands first!"
Mu Lingbo narrowed his eyes slightly, already planning to take action.
Although there were doubts about Xia Houyan, they were not implemented.
No matter what problems he has, at least his life cannot fall into the hands of others.
The sword energy that has been circulating around him is very full and he is ready.
The white-haired woman raised her sword, and under the soft light of the floating lamp, the sharp sword thrust towards Xia Houyan's shoulder.
Xia Houyan frowned, and his hands were restrained by the two people behind him, just like fish meat being slaughtered.
The sound of 'ding' seemed to echo in the hall.
Just now, a sword light as bright as a meteor hit the sword blade accurately, and then a white light roared over, and Xia Houyan's arms suddenly relaxed.
Looking over again, I found that the two people beside me had already stepped back dozens of meters.
After blocking the white light, the white-haired woman took a few steps back, turned around with a frosty face, and said with a shocked expression, "You are from the ghost tribe, how can you master Cang Yao's sword energy so well?"
Mu Lingbo's face was as dark as water, and he only said two simple words, "Let him go!"
Seeing that the momentum was good, Xia Houyan hurriedly retreated from the Rakshasa area. The white-haired woman was as fast as a ghost. Just as Xia Houyan lifted his steps, the sword pierced his back decisively.
