But how could all this escape Murong Ningyue's eyes? Murong Ningyue had already focused on Luohu, and her sharp gaze as sharp as an eagle had already locked Luohu.&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;&#;)

"Bang!"

Luohu had just taken two steps when he saw Murong Ningyue appearing in front of him again at some point. A fist gradually enlarged in his eyes, and then hit his face again. At this time, Luohu's face was already bloody and could not see clearly his original appearance.

"I am ugly, and you still treat me like this. You humans are indeed sinister and cunning guys! Can you stop slapping the face again?"

Luohu actually said such a shocking sentence at this time, with a look of grievance, which made Murong Ningyue feel amused and crying.

But Murong Ningyue quickly said with a cold face: "It doesn't matter whether you have a face or not. You are almost dead, so why do you have a shame?"

As soon as Murong Ningyue finished speaking, a dagger with blue light had pierced Luohu's heart. When Luohu died, he didn't understand where Murong Ningyue came out. Why did such a weak woman actually have such a high level of cultivation?

But he will never know these answers, maybe someone will tell him in hell.

Xia Mumu had already walked to Murong Ningyue at this time, and looked at Murong Ningyue with a look of admiration and said, "Sister, you are so awesome! What kind of cultivation are you? At least you have a Demon Lord, right? Can you teach me?"

Faced with a series of questions from Xia Mumu, Murong Ningyue said with a doting smile on her face: "My cultivation should be what you call the Demon Lord, but I can't teach you. I still have my own things to do!"

When Xia Mumu heard this, he looked disappointed in his eyes, and he pouted his lips and said unhappy: "Sister, what's the matter, tell Mumu that Mumu is the young master of the Iron Hammer Tribe after all, and maybe he can help you. Why don't you go back to our Iron Hammer Tribe with me and make plans when you get there?"

Murong Ningyue pondered for a moment when she heard this. To be honest, she liked Xiao Masao Xia Mumu very much, but when she thought that Ye Yaorao might be looking for her madly at this time, her desire to leave the Demon Realm and return to Xingyueda 6 became extremely strong.

"Brother Mumu, sister really has something urgent to do. I can't go to your tribe with you. Maybe we will see you again if you have the chance in the future." Murong Ningyue held back the reluctance in her heart and said softly to Xia Mumu.

"Sister, where are you going? Tell Mu Mu to go to you when I grow up and have the strength!" Looking at Xia Mu Mu's stubborn look, Murong Ningyue couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, touched Xia Mu Mu's head and slowly said: "I'm going to find a passage to leave here. I'm not from the Demon Realm, I came from Xingyueda 6."

Hearing Murong Ningyue's words, Aqiang and Alan both showed surprise expressions on their faces. Anyone who heard such a thing would be surprised. A person who does not belong to this world, after all, not many people know about the existence of seals in the demon world.

But Xia Mumu didn't look surprised at all. Instead, she clenched her fist and said seriously: "Okay! I remember, sister, don't worry, I will definitely go to you in the future. By the way, I seem to have heard my father mention the passage you mentioned."
Chapter completed!