Mu Fan turned around, his back to Qing'er, he continued to take two steps towards the lake, and said, "Why did you plan to kill me?
” "I don't want to do it, it's just ......
It's just that I have a last resort.
Qing'er clenched her fists, very remorseful.
Mu Fan didn't dare to relax his vigilance, he secretly communicated with the Three Kings Sword, and no longer suppressed the power of the Three Kings Sword, "Three Kings, help me inspect the surroundings, and if something is wrong, notify me immediately." ” The Three Kings Sword flew out of his hand and flew around the lake.
Beneath his feet, the lake provided more and more power, and when it was full, he continued: "What is the trouble?
” Qing'er sighed: "I was in trouble when I was a child and was rescued by Senior Duan, but Senior Duan has a female disciple who has always had a bad relationship with me.
Now that Senior Duan is dead, she no longer hides it and actually kicks me out. ” Mu Fan said: "Duan Ling is not like that kind of person. ” "Do you know Duan Ling?
I've been with her for more than ten years and know her too well.
How long have you known her and do you really know her?
” "You say, I'll listen."
Qing'er sighed lightly again, "I want to find out the cause of Master's death, but I always feel that there is something strange in this matter, and Master's death must have another reason."
I kept looking for clues, you know Duan Ling, so have you ever seen Senior Duan?
” Mu Fan waved his hand and said, "No." ” "Haven't you seen it?"
"I haven't seen it."
Mu Fan found that Qing'er never mentioned her hardship, and said impatiently: "You haven't said it yet, what is your hardship?"
” Qing'er smiled bitterly: "I have a daughter's family, are you so fierce, I don't know ...... at all" "What is your problem?
Whoever made you do this, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation, or I'll kill you.
Mu Fan interrupted Qing'er's words and sacrificed a flying sword, although his aura did not change, he could do it at any time.
"You really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade."
Mu Fan felt helpless, "Say it quickly!"
” "The person who forced me to kill you is Duan Ling."
Mu Fan smiled when he heard this: "Why did she kill me?"
” "She's going to kill you, for ...... reason I don't know. ” "What did she do to force you to kill me?"
Qing'er covered her face with her sleeve and sobbed softly, "Senior Duan is dead, and the body has not been found.
Duan Ling made a clothed mound, I wanted to go to worship, but she didn't allow it.
If I want to worship, I have to kill you. ” Mu Fan smiled: "It's really weird. ” "I don't know what kind of grudge you have against your sister, but she forced me to do it, and I had no choice but to do it."
"That really wronged you."
Qing'er sobbed and said, "I deserve to be pierced through my body by arrow feathers, I shouldn't ......
I shouldn't have designed to kill you. ” "Is Duan Ling here?"
Mu Fan looked at Qing'er's sobbing appearance, his face was full of annoyance, he frowned and said, "If you want to cry elsewhere, don't talk crookedly in front of me." ” Under the sleeves, a trace of ruthlessness flashed on Qing'er's face, and she said silently: "Whether this masked man is a man or not, I don't know how to comfort people at all, I'm afraid that I won't be able to find a woman for the rest of my life." ” "Still crying, crying what crying!"
Mu Fan wanted to chop off the sword in his hand, but he held back his anger, so he didn't cut it down.
Qing'er cried loudly, cried for a while, gradually put away her crying, put down the sleeves that covered her face, and was a beautiful woman with pear blossoms and rain.
Mu Fan saw it and said, "Wipe away your tears before you speak." ” Qing'er slowly wiped away her tears and said secretly: "Doesn't this set work?"
” "Is Duan Ling here?"
Mu Fan repeated the question just now.
Qing'er looked up at him, with moisture on her eyelashes, and undried tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and said pitifully: "She came here before, and left a few days ago." ” Mu Fan said: "In other words, no one can prove the truth of your words?"
” "Ahh Qing'er pretended to be surprised, "You still won't believe me?"
” "Let me ask you, what is Duan Ling's strength?"
"Late stage of the Jade Hall Realm."
Mu Fan smiled: "What about you?
” "I, I'm just like her."
Mu Fan asked again: "Is your strength strong, or Duan Ling's strength?"
” "Mine."
"You're being honest."
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Mu Fan raised his sword, "You are stronger than Duan Ling, but you can't worship Duan Hai's predecessor's clothed tomb, are you treating me as a fool?"
” Qing'er hurriedly said: "You listen to my explanation, don't be in a hurry."
The mound of Duan's predecessors is in the stele mountain, and there is an enchantment on the stele mountain, and only Duan Ling has the method to open it. ” Mu Fan said: "You don't know people too well, how abnormal people will make your choice." ” "What are you talking about?"
"Someone is coercing me, and that person's strength is weaker than mine, how to choose, the obvious answer.
It's rare for someone like you to choose to accept coercion and kill someone who has nothing to do with it. ” "You don't believe me."
Mu Fan smiled: "Should I believe you?"
” "Forget it, you don't believe I pulled it."
Qing'er turned around and left.
"Stop, now I want to leave, it's too late."
Qing'er stood in place, "You really haven't seen Duan Hai's seniors?"
” "I haven't seen it."
"Before coming to the Xuanji Realm cultivation land, I wanted to kill you, but now I don't have the idea before."
Qing'er faced Mu Fan, "The strength you showed was far less than your real strength, and I am not your opponent." ” She pointed to the surface of the lake and said with a smile: "The source of your divine power, is it the water under your feet?"
You're not human, are you?
” Mu Fan didn't answer, he knew what had happened to him.
Previously, only when exposed to a large area of water would the strength be enhanced.
Nowadays, when I wash my face, I can feel the activity of muscles and bones, and Zhenyuan has a faint feeling of boiling.
"Don't speak, I'll take you by default."
Qing'er laughed, "We are the same kind of creatures, different from humans, you have been in contact with people for a long time, you won't think of yourself as a human." ” Mu Fan shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that one day, I won't treat myself as a human being." ” "The lake can give you strength, and after you get this part of the power, I'm afraid that the Tianzi position is not to be afraid."
Qing'er walked to the surface of the lake and approached Mu Fan step by step, "We are the same kind, the Divine Descendants are about to be completely destroyed, we should unite." ” "How to unite?"
Qing'er pulled her neckline, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, "Let our bloodline be passed on, instead of killing you and getting your divine blood, it is better to use other methods to pass on the pure blood." ” As she spoke, she untied her skirt and threw away her dress, and there was no other fabric except a bandeau and mattresses, and she opened her arms and smiled, "Come on, I heard that you will live soon." ” Mu Fan took a step back and said busily: "You are crazy, in broad daylight, this is ......
This is daytime. ” "You really think of yourself as a human being, what do you care about all that red tape?
Happy?
Qing'er reached behind her back and untied her bandeau chest.
Mu Fan glanced at it, took a few steps back, and said, "Put it on, you are not human, I am." ” Qing'er came to his side, put her ear close to him and said, "Tsk......
A righteous gentleman doesn't even dare to be happy. ” Mu Fan waved his sword and pointed at Qing'er's neck and said, "Who are you?"
” Qing'er pinched the sword with her hand, and Mu Fan turned the hilt of the sword, cutting through the soft wattle, and the blood slipped from between her fingers and dripped onto her chest.
"Hardhearted!"
Mu Fan said: "Your trick doesn't work for me. ” Qing'er dipped her fingers in the blood on her chest, shook her fingers, put them in her mouth, and took a sip, "Sooner or later, you will be my minister." ”