Blood flowed down his neck, and Muning went up to sniff.
died.
A tall black shadow shrouded her in front of her. Looking back, Lu Mingzhu was staring at her, his cold and aloof eyes seemed to have no focus, and his whole body was surrounded by cold light.
Muning knew that Lu Mingzhu was a little suspicious.
Her heart was beating like a drum, and fine cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
Before Lu Mingzhu could speak, Muning took the lead and grabbed the little snake on the side, pointing at him, "This snake killed the man! It has nothing to do with me."
Nightmare: [I****]
Selling Teammate ! A sarcastic smile appeared on Lu Mingzhu's lips, and his eyes became colder.
"This snake is afraid of hurting people, so it's better to kill it." The cold voice was devoid of any emotion, whispering like a devil.
After hearing this, Muning stared at the snake with big eyes and small eyes: Just look at me and tell me, you Demon Lords are very cold-blooded.
The snake was so frightened that it hurriedly broke away from Muning's wrist and hid under the bed, trembling.
At this moment, a female voice came from outside the house and saved Nightmare. "An Ning, are you okay?"
Li Nianxue listened to the movement in the house and rushed in with her sword in hand.
"Have you caught anyone?"
Muning was shocked, but found that Lu Mingzhu beside him had disappeared, and the half-opened window opened and closed.
Seeing Lu Mingzhu running away, Muning breathed a sigh of relief and said to Li Nianxue, "I caught him, but... he's already dead."
Li Nianxue hurriedly stepped forward to inspect the body and removed his mask, "This is not a member of our Xuantian Sword Sect."
Muning naturally knew this, so she searched his clothes and pulled out a token from his waist.
"Qianzhuang?" Muning looked at the two characters written in small letters on the token and was a little confused.
Li Nianxue took the token and examined it carefully, "This seems to be the token of a large family in the county down the mountain."
Li Nianxue often followed his master down the mountain and knew more about human affairs than Muning.
"Tsk, that's really weird. Who wants to harm you?" Li Nianxue scratched her head, confused.
Muning held the token in his hand, his eyes flashing with determination, "It seems it is necessary to go down the mountain."
"After some time, Qingyun Sect and Xuantian Sword Sect will organize disciples to go down the mountain to eliminate demons. Then we can go investigate."
"Ah."
"But what should we do with the corpse of this demon cultivator?" Li Nianxue looked at the cold corpse and asked Muning, "Why don't we ask my senior brother to help bury it in the back mountain?"
Muning shook her head, she thought of a better way.
"We should return the body to its original owner."
The two girls got closer and they were discussing something bad...
The next day, a piercing scream came from the Xuantian Sword Sect, louder than the crowing of a rooster. Many disciples complained and opened the windows to see who was going crazy.
Ye Xiyao was so frightened that she sat down on the ground and saw a dead-eyed demon cultivator hanging upside down at the door of her room, looking horrifying.
More and more disciples gathered around her. Because she used a hidden weapon to harm someone last time, the Sword Sect disciples didn't have a good look on her. They all watched the show and no one helped her.
Ye Xiyao's hair was disheveled and she shrank aside tremblingly. Realizing that she had been tricked, she roared with a terrifying face, "Mu Ning! Just wait and see!"
……
Warm sunlight passes through the layers of leaves, casting mottled light and shadow all over the ground. "Mastermind" Muning sneezed twice in succession and rubbed the tip of his nose.
Who is talking bad about me? Lu Mingzhu, who was practicing swordplay at the side, glanced at her displeasedly and said casually, "I can't take care of myself at all."
Muning rolled her eyes at him and took out the master's stand to supervise him, "Practice your sword well!"
The nightmare behind him spat out a message, [The Demon Lord is caring about you, don’t be ungrateful. 】
Since being captured by Lu Mingzhu yesterday, Nightmare has become even more wary of Lu Mingzhu, and now she doesn't dare to show any signs of it in front of Lu Mingzhu, but she still prefers Lu Mingzhu in her words.
Muning lay on the soft green grass, supervising Lu Mingzhu's sword practice while admiring the scenery of the Qingyun Sect's back mountain.
The morning mist drifts around the fields, and the fragrance of vegetation is wafting in the air. The mist is lingering, making it dreamlike and unforgettable.
Lu Mingzhu was extremely talented and learned things quickly. Muning taught him eight moves in one morning, so fast that Muning even suspected that he was tricking her.
Lu Mingzhu drew his sword cleanly, neatly and ruthlessly. The green sword flowed in his hand, emitting bursts of cold light, which made him look graceful and graceful.
The breeze was mixed with a hint of chill, and the warm breath brushed his neck. The girl leaned gently against his side, her slender hand attached to his waist, and her right hand extended forward along with his arm holding the sword.
The shadows of the two people were close to each other, and they looked very close, but in fact, Muning was just teaching him swordsmanship.
"Retract your strength here and raise your hands."
Lu Mingzhu looked at the shadows under the two people and was silent for a moment, then listened to Muning's guidance and continued practicing.
"Tsk, why are you not as good as you were just now? You need to refresh your mind." Muning frowned and motioned for him to take a rest.
Lu Mingzhu rarely refuted her words and sat aside. The afterglow of the morning sun fell on the corner of his eyes, bringing some warmth.
He was a little distracted thinking about the girly fragrance that Muning just exuded.
Why does she smell so good? It smells so disturbing...
Muning did not notice anything unusual about the man. In her opinion, it was inevitable to teach swordsmanship to contact each other. When she was in the Sword Sect, she often competed with Jiang Suizui and the others.
Years later, she was glad she didn't say these words, otherwise...
When Muning saw Lu Mingzhu resting, he talked to him about the assassin last night, "Although the assassin was dead last night, I found a token from his waist. It belonged to the Shanxia Bank. I suspect There must be a connection. In just a few days, Xuantian Sword Sect and Qingyun Sect will organize activities to go down the mountain to eliminate demons. Will you participate?"
After hearing this, Lu Mingzhu turned towards her, with a dark look in his eyes.
Muning could understand the look in his eyes at a glance. He was from the demon clan, so how could he go down the mountain to slay the demons? Muning scratched his head in embarrassment and wanted to struggle, "Didn't you say when you were in the forbidden area that you were going to go down the mountain to catch the monsters and release the seal? Isn't this a good opportunity?"
Lu Mingzhu looked at her and raised his eyebrows and said, "I can still seize the monster essence without you, but if there are more of you, you will have to share the spoils. It seems that I am the loser."
This little monster is not stupid.
Muning slandered in his heart.
"Anyway, you should think about it, I'm very much looking forward to your arrival." Muning said with a smile.
She didn't care on the surface, but in her heart she was like an ant on a hot pot. If Lu Mingzhu wasn't watching by her side, she would always feel uneasy.
But she knew that if she showed too much attentiveness, Lu Mingzhu would definitely take advantage of her.
She grabbed the little snake and wrapped it around her wrist before making a gesture to leave.
[Why are you still pretending? What if the Demon Lord doesn't accept this and doesn't go down the mountain with us?] Xiang looked at Lu Mingzhu behind him anxiously.
Muning smiled and said secretly, "This move is called!"
(End of this chapter)