Xiao Changfeng paused and looked back.


    I saw that the third sister had flown over.


    "Brother nine, give her to me!"


    Xiao Yurong said with a smile and handed the forbidden soul gourd back to Xiao Changfeng.


    Although Xiao Changfeng didn''t know why the three younger sisters were persistent, he didn''t refuse.


    "San Mei, no matter what you do, I will support you!"


    After receiving the forbidden soul gourd, Xiao Changfeng spoiled and rubbed Xiao Yurong''s head.


    Two years ago.


    The eastern region is in the war to destroy the Yuan Dynasty. San Mei, as a female general on the battlefield, leads troops to fight.


    But he was suddenly abducted by the sage Zhan Tai and brought to the ice fire sect.


    Although the third sister didn''t elaborate.


    But Xiao Changfeng can also guess something.


    Obviously, the third sister has a hatred, even killing, for the holy daughter of Qingyue.


    In that case, why not let her vent?


    Therefore, Xiao Changfeng agreed to the request of the third sister.


    After putting away the forbidden soul gourd, he stood aside.


    Others can put it aside first.


    The safety of the third sister is the most important.


    "Bitch, you ruined the ice fire sect, you ruined everything!"


    At this time, the saint of Qingyue stared at Xiao Yurong with resentment.


    She screamed and felt hysterical.


    According to the original plan.


    Just wait for the prince to come and take Xiao Yurong out.


    You can hold the thigh of the crown prince, and binghuozong will usher in a new peak.


    As a saint of ice fire sect, I will also get great benefits.


    But all this.


    But it was destroyed by the arrival of Xiao Changfeng.


    Although the saint of Qingyue also hates Xiao Changfeng, she is far less resentful than Xiao Yurong.


    This resentment has been generated since Xiao Yurong''s first day.


    It has accumulated for two years.


    "Over the past two years, the master treated you like a daughter. He not only personally taught you to practice, but also gave you all my resources, which is a treasure house for you."


    "The disciples of the sect also regard you as a goddess. You are the one they talk about most. Even the crown prince values you."


    The holy lady of Qingyue knew that she could not escape death today, so she didn''t hide any more.


    She screamed and roared, shouting out all her heart.


    "You took everything that should have belonged to me!"


    "It''s you who let me fall into the altar and no longer be respected!"


    "It''s you who robbed the original eyes on me and made me a green leaf against you!"


    "It''s you, it''s you, it''s all because of you!"


    Qingyue Saint finally roared out.


    His hair was disheveled, his face was ferocious, and his eyes showed resentment.


    Like the most resentful ghost in hell.


    Now she has taken off her disguise and showed her true self.


    And this resentment, accumulated for two years, has long been irreconcilable and can not be erased.


    Xiao Yurong was expressionless and quietly listened to the roar of the saint of Qingyue.


    "The poor man must be hateful. I don''t want to say anything, but you and I have to end it after all!"


    Looking at the hysterical and crazy Qingyue saint, Xiao Yurong didn''t want to say too much.


    In the past two years, although she has not been physically hurt.


    But the damage to the soul can not be erased.


    The madness of Qingyue saint was caused by herself.


    And their own harm was caused by the whole ice fire sect.


    Among them, Zhan Tai saints and Qingyue saints are the most.


    Zhan Tai sage, she can''t solve it alone.


    But she didn''t want to let go of the holy daughter of Qingyue.


    Shua!


    Xiao Yurong grabbed it and immediately took out a long sword from the storage ring.


    It''s just a medium emperor''s weapon.


    But the body of the sword is thin. At first glance, it is the sword used by women.


    "This is the first time I came here that year. You gave me a meeting gift, on the hilt of the sword, and the crazy poison you had hidden. Do you remember?"


    Xiao Yurong held the hilt of the sword and said indifferently to the virgin of Qingyue.


    This sword is very beautiful and she likes it very much.


    At first, she really regarded it as a precious thing and couldn''t put it down.


    But later, she discovered the secret of the sword.


    There is a special poison on the hilt of the sword.


    This poison is very secret and will not attack immediately.


    But in a subtle way, the toxin deepens.


    Gradually, you will lose your mind.


    In those days, Xiao Yurong had nightmares every night and frantically smashed everything in the room.


    Outsiders thought it was because she was brought by the sage Zhan Tai and was not angry, so she deliberately vented.


    But only she knows.


    Their own nightmares and crazy emotions are caused by poisoning.


    Fortunately, the Bible of the Nine Yang Dynasty is very powerful.


    With continuous cultivation, more and more powerful solar Aura will slowly burn the toxin.


    But this pain will never be forgotten.


    Such things happen from time to time in two years.


    Qingyue Saint plays the image of a meticulous senior sister and becomes Xiao Yurong''s best friend.


    The face under the gentle smile hides a devil''s heart.


    Xiao Yurong had to cooperate again and again in order not to attract others'' attention.


    And the pain she has suffered in the past two years is definitely much more than outsiders think.


    So she hates Qingyue saint!


    However, her hatred was purely murderous, without the resentment and madness of the holy woman of Qingyue.


    "Today, I will use this sword to avenge you for me in the past two years!"


    Xiao Yurong ran the Bible of the Nine Yang Dynasty, and the surging spirit of the sun poured into the sword.


    Suddenly, the sword body lit up a bright red light.


    Like fire, like blood, more like the fire of the sun!


    A violent and hot sword spirit emerged from the sword body.


    Let Xiao Changfeng on one side be slightly surprised.


    He didn''t expect that the sun aura of the third sister had been cultivated to this extent.


    It''s almost condensed into mana!


    "You want to kill me, I also want to kill you. Look who can laugh last today!"


    The madness in Qingyue saint''s eyes was about to overflow. She stretched out her hand and grabbed it.


    He took out a sword, which was similar to that in Xiao Yurong''s hand. It seemed to be a pair.


    "Earth level advanced martial arts: Storm crazy breath cut!"


    The aura in the holy lady of Qingyue runs wildly.


    I saw the ice and snow between heaven and earth suddenly surge in and turn into a small Blizzard around it.


    "Xiao Yurong, I want you to die!"


    Holding a long sword, the saint of Qingyue gave a crazy roar.


    Immediately, the whole man took the snowstorm and killed Xiao Yurong.


    At this time, although she was the dual realm of Huangwu realm, her strength was comparable to the five or six realms of Huangwu realm.


    However, Xiao Yurong had already broken through the realm of Emperor Wu.


    Looking at the crazy Qingyue saint, Xiao Yurong had no fear in his eyes.


    Only as cold as ice and snow.


    She held the hilt of the sword and then cut it out with a sword.


    Shua!


    The red sword lights up all directions.


    Although the sharp sword Qi is not as good as Xiao Changfeng, it is also much better than ordinary martial artists.


    The blazing sword can cut through the snowstorm in an instant.


    Then he touched the crazy Qingyue saint.


    Click!


    The long sword in the hands of the saint of Qingyue was cut in half.


    And this sword pierced her heart.


    A gorgeous blood flower blooms, and the vitality disappears rapidly.


    With unwilling resentment, Qingyue Saint died.


    Cut off gratitude and resentment with one sword!