The righteous female cultivator loves to act coquettishly, while the demon empress is very arrogant

Shangguan Yun'er looked back lightly, and struck out with the whip again, but this time, it was not aimed at Wei Luoxi's sword, but directly towards Wei Luoxi's face!

Wei Luoxi was shocked and hurriedly sheathed her sword to resist!

But the whip seemed to be alive. It bypassed the sword and landed firmly on Wei Luoxi's face!

"Ah!" Wei Luoxi screamed, half of her face felt burning pain, she covered her face with one hand and dropped the sword to the ground.

Shangguan Yun'er drew back her whip and turned her head, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Then another whip went towards the other half of Wei Luoxi's face!

Wei Luoxi just saw the blood in his hands and realized that he had been disfigured!

Wei Luoxi was shaken by shock and anger, but before her emotions were completely released, she saw the whip coming towards her face again!

Something weird happened again, and she couldn't move again!

"Senior brother! Save me!" Wei Luoxi was really scared now, and her tears fell uncontrollably.

As a girl, how can I tolerate being disfigured!

Just when Shangguan Yun'er's whip was about to fall on the other side of Wei Luoxi's face, a man in white clothes like snow appeared in front of Wei Luoxi as if he teleported.

He directly reached out and grabbed Shangguan Yun'er's whip.

This person is none other than Murong Xuyao.

After grabbing the whip, Murong Xuyao ​​seemed to have noticed something unusual and looked startled.

He loosened the whip, nodded slightly towards Shangguan Yun'er, and said calmly, "I'm sorry..."

Shangguan Yun'er raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Murong Xuyao, then retracted his whip, turned around and left.

"Senior brother! Senior brother, my face...that bitch ruined my face..."

Wei Luoxi's trembling hands looked at the blood on her hands, and tears fell heavily.

Murong Xuyao ​​lowered his eyes slightly, sighed imperceptibly, took out two bottles of elixirs and placed them in Wei Luoxi's hands.

Then he turned and left.

Ruan Dongling hid in the crowd, and before she could recover, Shangguan Yun'er won.

Ruan Dongling was even more frightened. Who is this Shangguan Yuner who came back from the dead?

Will she come to take his own life and drag him to hell...

These subsequent changes were also seen by Ruan Dongling.

She couldn't help but said, "So...so cool..."

"Tsk, it's really weird. Shangguan Yun'er is actually indifferent to Murong Xuyao's beauty? Could it be..."

Ruan Dongling's eyes widened suddenly, she clapped her hands and said to herself excitedly, "Could it be that she is actually a man! That's why..."

"Yeah! That's definitely the case! I don't know what kind of thing is pretending to be her... It's really scary!"

Ruan Dongling quietly looked around and found that Shangguan Yun'er had indeed left, feeling relieved in her heart.

But the scene that happened in the distance at this time made Ruan Dongling's gossip heart burst into flames again!

But Qingrui actually stopped in front of Murong Xuyao!

Ruan Dongling hurriedly moved towards where the two of them were.

Fortunately, Murong Xuyao ​​was the center of attention wherever he went, and his every move attracted attention. At this time, many people looked towards the two of them.

Therefore, Ruan Dongling's actions are not so conspicuous.

After finding a good seat, Ruan Dongling happily ate the melon.

But seeing Qingrui's face turned red, she stood in front of Murong Xuyao, lowering her head and wringing her fingers.

Murong Xuyao ​​had no expression on his face.

"Fellow Taoist...what do you mean?" Murong Xuyao ​​seemed confused and asked.

"Mr. Murong, I...I want to ask...you...if you can return the little girl's handkerchief..." Qingrui said, her voice as light as a mosquito.

Murong Xuyao ​​frowned slightly and cast his gaze behind Qingrui. He ignored Qingrui, just walked around Qingrui and continued walking outside.

Qingrui turned around with a red face, looked at Murong Xu Yaoyao's back, and mustered up the courage to say, "Mr. Murong, don't you really know what taking away the handkerchief means?"

Murong Xuyao ​​stopped, turned around, and looked at Qingrui calmly, "Fellow Taoist, be careful... I have never seen your handkerchief..."

After explaining, Murong Xuyao ​​planned to leave again.

Murong Xuyao ​​had met all kinds of female monks who wanted to have a relationship with him, and he had long been accustomed to this. He thought that this was another female monk who wanted to get close to him.

Unexpectedly, Qingrui became angry. She blushed and took two steps quickly, then stopped in front of Murong Xuyao.

"Mr. Murong! How could you do this? Were you not the one who took away my spiritual fruit and handkerchief at my residence in Qingyun Prefecture yesterday?"

Murong Xuyao ​​was even more confused, but seeing that the woman in front of him even told the time and place very clearly, it didn't look like she was lying.

But he clearly had never been there, let alone picked up her handkerchief.

Murong Xuyao ​​always cherished words like gold and would not explain at all, while Qingrui wanted to get an explanation.

Then Murong Xuyao ​​and Qingrui froze in one place.

When Ruan Dongling saw this, he hissed and took a breath of cold air.

The veil was still tucked into her sleeve.