Murong Wan looked at the man and woman in the field with complicated eyes.
Of course she recognized Zhong Zihao and Murong Wan, and she had been thinking about how to deal with them since they stopped them.
Zhong Zihao saved her from Ren Xiaotian, but in her heart she didn't feel that she owed the former anything, just like the slap she gave the former that day. After losing her memory, she had become a little unsympathetic.
In other words, it was not that Qin Zhining didn't recognize the two of them, but she just chose to ignore them.
It was Murong Wan who really made her change her mind.
To be precise, it was the Water Singing Sword that aroused her memory, and her thoughts suddenly returned to the Holy Land of Heaven. At that time, her cultivation was still shallow, and she was besieged by the warriors of Jueming Palace. At the critical moment when her life was hanging by a thread,
, it was this girl who took action to save her.
Of course, this is not the point. After practicing the inherited skills of the Black Demon Clan, Qin Zhining's character has changed drastically.
However, she had a very special feeling about Murong Wan. She always felt that this person seemed familiar. This feeling did not just appear today. She had already had it when she first met the former.
At this moment, she suddenly spoke up and snatched the right to deal with the two of them from the princess. It was also because of the fear in her heart. It seemed that only in this way she felt more at ease.
"Ning'er, what did you remember?" Zhong Zihao's eyes flashed, and infinite hope suddenly rose in his heart.
However, Qin Zhining never glanced at him again. She only cast her eyes on Murong Wan and said in deep thought: "I said that day that I would repay the debt I owe you. I will give you a chance today. From now on, we will be mutually beneficial to each other."
Don’t owe each other!”
Murong Wan's heart ached, and she felt a big invisible hand holding her heart. That feeling made her palpitate.
She saved Qin Zhining that day without thinking about the other party's reward. She even risked offending the Jueming Palace in order to save the female devil, but she still did it.
Zhong Zihao stared at the beautiful woman with strange eyes. He had never heard of this incident, and he could not imagine that something happened between the two women that he was not aware of.
Murong Wan laughed at herself and said generously: "How are you going to deal with us?"
Qin Zhining's face was still cold, and her eyes did not waver at all: "I am also a little curious about what happened before I lost my memory. For the sake of you saving my life, you can bet with me. If you win, I promise
Let me go out with you and see the relatives you mentioned."
At this point, her voice suddenly turned cold, and she shouted coldly: "However, if you lose, you will suffer the same fate as Yun Xi who dared to make provocations before - death!"
Zhong Zihao's heart was cut by a knife when he heard this. He really couldn't imagine what happened to turn the once gentle and kind-hearted Miss Ning'er into the bloodthirsty and cruel female devil she is now.
Of course, he would blame himself for all this. If he had spent more time with Qin Zhining, she wouldn't have left quietly, right?
"Okay, let me fight with you!"
Zhong Zihao's voice was bitter. He never dreamed that one day he would meet Qin Zhining in battle.
Recalling the time when the eldest lady who had risked everything and abandoned all the honors in Suyang City to follow her to the end of the world, his heart felt like a knife.
"Zihao, step back, let me take care of this battle!" Murong Wan stepped forward and reached out to stop Zhong Zihao.
She clearly knew that Zhong Zihao felt guilty about Qin Zhining. If he was allowed to take action, he would definitely not let go and fight, and there was no telling what would happen. Looking at the majestic saint opposite, she could imagine that she would never fight.
Keep your hand in the middle.
"Let's take action together!"
Qin Zhining's voice was cold, with a hint of indifference to the common people. At this moment, she seemed to be the aloof queen, looking down on the people under her rule.
"I, Murong Wan, have never cared about anything in my life, but today, I want to see how capable the Saint of the Black Demon Tribe is."
Murong Wan smiled miserably. She was obviously really angry. Regardless of whether Qin Zhining became like this due to amnesia, Zhong Zihao would be heartbroken.
For the man who risked his life for her several times, she didn't want him to be sad again.
As for whether she could defeat Qin Zhining, she obviously had not considered it. Even if they met this time, she found that Qin Zhining's cultivation was beyond her expectation, and she was equally confident in defeating him.
As Murong Wan said, due to her personality, she took these false reputations very lightly and never deliberately fought for anything.
However, when it comes to cultivation strength, among the female monks of her generation, she has never seen anyone as a rival except for the gods she met in the Vault of Heaven Holy Realm.
As the proud daughter of heaven, Murong Wan has her own pride.
Zhong Zihao slowly backed away. At this moment, he was in a state of confusion. He was also afraid that he would hurt Qin Zhining in an inappropriate move. It would be better to let Wan'er fight. With her temperament and intelligence, she should be able to handle it better than him.
"The Holy Maiden's action will definitely enhance the power of my Black Demon Clan!"
"Then it goes without saying that the saintess of our clan can't be defeated by human warriors?"
"The Saint is mighty!"
"..."
Tensions were rising again in the field. Thousands of demon warriors watching the battle had begun to cheer for Qin Zhining. Only Jun Mo and Jun Tianxiao frowned and were not optimistic about Qin Zhining.
They had seen with their own eyes how strong Murong Wan was, and they estimated that even if they took action, they might not be able to win this duel.
But, what if she wins this battle? This is the territory of the Dark Demons after all. Will the princess let them go easily?
"call out!"
A black shadow shot straight into the sky. Qin Zhining stood in the sky, her demonic energy exploded wantonly, and she shouted softly: "Come up and fight with me!"
Murong Wan raised her hand and took off the outermost layer of the demon warrior's attire. Dressed in a white skirt, she swayed slightly and her figure appeared in mid-air, graceful and graceful, her white clothes fluttering, like a fairy from the Nine Heavens.
"Miss Qin, please!"
What she said to Miss Qin had a deeper meaning. She was telling the other party that she was not fighting against the Saint of the Black Demon Clan, but was only here to help Miss Ning'er.
However, Qin Zhining obviously turned a deaf ear and raised her hand, and a bright sword light struck through the air.
Murong Wan made a circle with her slender hand, and easily defused this fierce attack.
Qin Zhining frowned slightly, no longer hesitating, and finally used the black demon tribe's unique skill "Thousand Mountains Demonic Song"!
In an instant, ninety-nine black sword rays filled the void, and terrifying demonic power filled the entire place. As these sword rays merged with each other, the nauseating buzzing sound reached directly into the sea of soul consciousness.
"water!"
Murong Wan's ethereal and melodious voice resounded, and countless blue rays shot out from the water chanting sword. A water dragon condensed out of thin air, soared up like an angry dragon out of the sea, and rolled back towards the eleven black sword rays that fell. .
"Boom... click!"
At the center of the battle, the void was cracked, and countless small space cracks flashed from time to time.
Murong Wan held the Water Singing Sword and stood there without moving at all, as if she had never made a move at all; while Qin Zhining involuntarily took three steps back, and with each step, the void seemed to be crawled by a spider, with several irregular cracks intertwined in it. Together.