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Chapter 1822 [Shangxie] Little Master
The blade that was silently extended by the fingertips shone sharply and coldly in the sunlight, and it was passed into the neck of the person in front of him in an instant.

The visitor noticed something was wrong, and immediately flung her off in shock and backed away, but how could it be faster than Xia Fuyi's soaring inner strength in an instant.

The past few days of self-cultivation were enough for her to regain some of her internal energy. Although it was less than one-fifth of what it was at the peak, it was completely enough to kill a Xue Yanshu.

That was the killing intent to see the blood seal the throat without any reckless moves. Seeing that Xue Yanshu's snow-white neck was already oozing blood, and when the throat was about to break in an instant, Xia Fuyi's hand suddenly Something hit her acupuncture point hard, her arm went numb, and the blade in her hand fell into the bed sheet.

The blindfolded girl gritted her teeth expressionlessly, and made a knife in her palm to continue regardless, but a person had already fallen outside the window, and the black shadow had already come to her and grabbed her wrist tightly, a Gritting laughter rings in my ears,

"I haven't seen you for a long time. You really haven't changed. You've always been so fearless."

"My little master."

He bit the last three words especially hard, and his hands became more and more indifferent as if with hatred.

Xia Fuyi couldn't move anymore, blinked his eyes behind the strip of cloth, and let out a cold cry,
"You've grown taller, Ning Qing."

Her hand was thrown away in a blink of an eye, Mu Ningqing's voice suddenly became colder than ice,
"Ning Qing is not something you can call, and please ask Miss Xia to respect herself."

Xia Fuyi: ...

Who called me little master just now?Why did you turn your face in the blink of an eye?
Before the two of them could make any more moves, Xue Yanshu, whose neck had been cut, screamed first.

"Xia Fuyi! How dare you do anything to me! Are you looking for death!"

"Who is looking for death?"

Before Xia Fuyi could speak, Mu Ningqing glanced at the masked woman in disgust, and said coldly,

"You should be thankful to the sect master for not being killed by her with a single sword. Knowing that she is alive, you don't have to walk around, but you still dare to move forward."

"Mu Ningqing!"

In the eyes of outsiders, the Pavilion Master of the Linglong Pavilion, who is always knowledgeable and considerate, always looks like he has been drugged in front of Xia Fuyi, and even his voice becomes shrill and piercing.
"You forgot how she used you and how she abandoned you back then! You yelled at each other every day, and you were so affectionate every day, but when someone broke into trouble, you were pushed to the forefront in a blink of an eye, and you were punished by the master to go to Beize Have you forgotten how many times you almost died while doing the mission!"

Xia Fuyi, who was originally expressionless, moved his ears slightly at this moment.

She blinked in a daze, and turned her head to the boy standing beside her.

Mu Ningqing's face darkened silently in a place she couldn't see, her whole body exuded a cold and terrifying hostility, and she stared at Xue Yanshu who was about to open her mouth expressionlessly.

The masked woman flinched from that gaze, and closed her mouth involuntarily.

"Looks like I shouldn't have stopped her from killing you at all,"

Mu Ningqing curled her lips slightly, but her smile was full of dark murderous intent,
"The sect master chose you between you and Xia Fuyan last time, so guess who the sect master will choose between you and Xia Fuyi?"

Xia Fuyi, who was still thinking about what Xue Yanshu said just now, suddenly turned pale when he heard the name Xia Fuyan.

It was as if a living person had been sucked out of his energy in an instant, turning into a fragile piece of thin paper.

She slowly turned her head to Xueyan Book opposite, her pale lips parted slightly, and she spoke a word indifferently,

"roll."

(End of this chapter)