The first goddess of pride

"I think Ouyang Rufeng is no match for Mu Xianning's speed, but in terms of strength, that little girl must have just won by luck."

"What brother said is, mother concubine, sister, you don't have to worry at all, you don't need to use your brains to think, you all know that trash, how could he have the strength to beat Ouyang Rufeng, some little eunuchs are exaggerating, that's why there are now those rumors "Mu Cailan's immature face has a sly look on her face, she is even better than Mu Ziluo.

Concubine Ning Gui and Mu Ziluo felt much more at ease now, the rumors outside the palace became more and more serious, so how could they not be suspicious.

"Mother, what my brother and sister said is, don't worry, I will definitely try my best to break through the ninth level these few days, and add my two exclusive fighting skills, I don't believe it, I can't beat that wimp to death!" Ziluo stared into her apricot eyes, as if she had Mu Xianning's face in front of her eyes, she suddenly raised one hand, the other a knife, and slammed the coffee table beside her in half.

"Don't worry, even if she really has an expert to help her, I will definitely not be merciful." Mu Jiaming's eyes were dark, covered with a layer of sinister light.As the eldest son, he was the most ruthless magician of the three.

"Good boy, no matter who it is, you must win over your mother and let that little bitch know what you are."

The night is dark, the moon is still zero, and the hatred is deep.

In Yingyue Palace, Mu Xian stared at the mysterious black weapon she got on the black market.

Mu Xianning observed for a long time before sticking out her right hand.

The Soul Blood Moluo in her palm was somewhat dull in color, but it was flowing slowly, which was slightly the same as when she touched the gold pocket watch last time.

"Could it be that there is still a chance for this?" Mu Xianning shook her head in puzzlement, and finally stretched out her hand to stroke the black rusty thing.

Just like a gold pocket watch, the moment the black rusty body came into contact with the Soulblood Mora, it was like a cracked egg, with five or six cracks splitting out in an instant, and light burst out from it. , Mu Xianning immediately condensed a light shield, wrapped the weapon that was about to break out of the shell, and resisted the magical restriction of the weapon.

With a bang, the black rust burst suddenly. Fortunately, there was a defense, otherwise the surrounding situation must be more embarrassing than when the gold pocket watch was opened.

Put away the light shield, inside the black rust was a silver-white dagger.

The whole body of the black black iron dagger itself is engraved with the same hollow design pattern as the gold pocket watch. Sheath, you can see the silver blade inside the dagger, exuding a cold and murderous aura.

His eyes moved to the handle of the dagger, and a moon-shaped logo was carved in the center of the carving, which was beautiful and deserted.

"Yue?" Mu Xianning stared at the iconic shape, and dubiously took out the gold pocket watch in his pocket.

She remembered that there was a sun engraved on the surface of the gold pocket watch, and compared it with this dagger, their hollow carvings were the same.

When the old man left, he said that the dagger and the gold pocket watch had the same purpose, and as expected, they must have been made by the same person.

Mu Xianning carefully looked at these two rare treasures with the same carving, her heart was full of doubts.