Fengqing Jiutian: The Fifth Miss of the Stunning Doctor

Chapter 165 Opening the Shura Tower
Mu Yang heard the screams coming from inside, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and wanted to fight him, but Mu Qingyue was still too tender.

No, she can't die!She hasn't been filial to her father well, she hasn't found out Suluan's mother, she hasn't told Jun Mojue that she likes him, and there are Xiaobao, Fifth Grandpa, Jiulanmeng, Xiaopang...

Thinking of Xiaobao, and yes, Xiaobao, Mu Qingyue excitedly chanted the summoning spell, but nothing appeared for a long time, why did this happen?Why couldn't she summon Xiaobao, as if she had been cut off alive.

Mu Qingyue's heart suddenly turned cold.

Is today really her death day?No, she doesn't believe it, she wants to live better than anyone else!

A strong belief in survival erupted in her heart, and Mu Qingyue slashed at her thigh with a dagger to keep herself awake.

If you fight hard, even if you die, you have to drag Mu Yang down, otherwise she will never be reconciled.

Mu Qingyue stood up suddenly, her eyes were astonishingly bright, comparable to the brightest shooting stars in the night sky.

With a thought, I saw the Shura Pagoda full of darkness appearing in Mu Qingyue's hands, eerie, terrifying, and weird.

The blood on the forehead fell like raindrops drop by drop, Mu Qingyue's face was pale, the hair on her forehead was clumped together with blood, she looked in a mess, the sweat on her body had completely soaked her clothes, her whole body As if just out of the water.

"Son, if you want to open the Shura Tower, then you have to give half of your blood to it as a price."

A gentle voice suddenly came into Mu Qingyue's mind, like a gust of wind blowing away Mu Qingyue's pain.

Seeing this, Mu Qingyue didn't care too much, and swiped the dagger towards her wrist again, dripping all the blood into the Shura Pagoda.

After a long time, I saw Shu Luota's whole body lit up, and then a majestic dark element swam towards her body.

The corner of Mu Qingyue's mouth curled up into a smile, borrowing the power of the Shura Tower, condensed into a sword, and slashed fiercely, only to see countless beams of light bursting suddenly, directly shaking the long sword surrounding Mu Qingyue away.

The situation in front of him was something Mu Yang had never thought of before, and he was subconsciously taken aback.

Seeing this opportunity, Mu Qingyue jumped up in the air, grabbed the sword formed by the condensed profound energy, and stabbed towards Mu Yang's chest as fast as a ghost.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him.

The sword formed by the condensed profound energy directly pierced Mu Yang's protective cover and stabbed towards his heart.

Mu Yang was startled suddenly, cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

It is impossible, absolutely impossible for her to be able to break through the stunt that she has researched in this life.

Mu Yang was still in the shock that Mu Qingyue brought him. He didn't recover, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. When he looked down, he saw a long sword piercing his chest. His blood dripped down the long sword.

Looking along the long sword, I saw that the person holding the sword was Mu Qingyue.

Seeing this, Mu Qingyue was extremely dissatisfied with the power of her sword, and as soon as she gave it away with both hands, she saw the long sword directly passing through Mu Yang's chest.

Then he pulled it out abruptly, slashing towards Mu Yang's hands like lightning.

A flash of light flashed, Mu Yang shook his arms, his palms were cut off at the same time, blood flowed like pillars, and pain swept his whole body.

"Ah! Mu Qingyue, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go."

Mu Yang screamed fiercely, cursing Mu Qingyue in pain, his face looked hideous and terrifying because of the pain.

(End of this chapter)