Baili Wuxiang stared at Murong Ningyue's whole body in a lewd manner, as if she wanted to see her through her clothes. It happened that Baili Wuxiang's salted pig hand wanted to touch Murong Ningyue's face without knowing the truth.

Many people feel sorry for Murong Ningyue. How could such a beautiful woman have encountered such an immoral thing Baili Wuxiang? Baili Wuxiang has ruined so many girls. Compared to this beautiful beauty today, she can't escape the capture of the demon.

Murong Ningyue sneered: "What if I don't?"

Murong Ningyue slapped Baili Wuxiang's sword hand with one palm, and even felt disgusted and washed his hands with water.

She had a deposed prince, and she didn't mind taking the prince's cousin together as her companion.

"Little beauty, don't toast and not eat and punish me. My master's subordinates don't know the right way. If you accidentally hurt the little beauty, I will feel distressed." Baili Wuxiang said. The followers around him began to lean over and gradually formed an encirclement.

"I hate the most..." Murong Ningyue looked at Baili Wuxiang coldly with her dazzling starry eyes, and slowly said the next sentence: "A person who doesn't know how to live or die!"

After saying that, an orange spiritual power suddenly appeared and suddenly attacked Baili Wuxiang.

Baili Wuxiang was so scared that he could not imagine that such a dangerous palm would definitely be useless if he didn't dodge it.

Baili Wuxiang's face proved, and she said to her entourage with sweat on her head: "Take this ungrateful bitch! I want to torture her to death!"

Murong Ningyue stood in the middle of the crowd in purple, looked at all the followers coldly, and said coldly: "Let's go together, don't waste my time."

"Everyone goes together! It's just a spiritual sect. We must have beaten so many of us!" a follower gritted his teeth.

Although their grade is not as high as Murong Ningyue, Murong Ningyue is only one person now, so it is impossible for them to beat so many of them.

Murong Ningyue sneered. Facing the contempt of the people who rushed over, a group of spiritualists and a few spiritual soldiers wanted to defeat her. It was really a delusion.

The orange light shone everywhere, Murong Ningyue waved her hand, and the light blade flew everywhere, shooting towards her followers.

The entourage who had not escaped fell to the ground with a scream. Some entourages dodged and let out a breath, but unexpectedly, the light blade they had dodged flew back from behind and penetrated them hard.

A follower wanted to sneak attack Murong Ningyue from behind. Murong Ningyue kicked the table and flew up in the sky, floating in the air like a mysterious girl in the sky. Then, the light blade flew down like a scattered flower in the sky. She flew with the follower as if her eyes had grown.

"Run quickly, these light blades can be tracked. I...ah!" Before he finished speaking, he screamed.

Murong Ningyue sneered. It was too late to realize it now. She continued to attack and the entire inn was covered with orange light.

"Young Master, let's run quickly." Wangcai said to Baili Wuxiang with panic.

Baili Wuxiang also looked frightened. Before Murong Ningyue noticed herself, she ran away and ran away.

"Do you want to leave?" Murong Ningyue sneered.

"You, you, you witch, I will tell you. Our young master is the prince's cousin. If you dare to do anything to us, the prince will not let you go." Wangcai said tremblingly. Facing this witch, he was about to cry.

"Crown Prince?" Murong Ningyue killed the last person and smiled coldly, "I wonder if your prince told you that he is unable to protect himself now?"
Chapter completed!