Not to mention Luo Tiancheng's deception of Dugu Jian, Mu Xueli was sent back to the boudoir for a while and barely recovered. He was not afraid of the cold water, so he got up and lie in the bathtub to relax.

"Although people are a bit bastard, they do have a lot of good things on their hands!"

Feeling the renewed body of ice-skinned and jade bones, Mu Xueli still recognized Tian Hao's ability.

During this period, her strength has been greatly enhanced, and her physical fitness that she had not tempered much in the past has been greatly improved.

The foundation of a warrior's cultivation lies in the essence, energy and spirit. She has practiced a lot in terms of energy and spirit in the past, but she has no choice in terms of physical practice.

The external skills circulating in the world are basically the strong type, and she doesn't want to become a tomboy.

But compared with internal strength, a weak body has become a limitation of the exercise of skills.

Now, I have trained to become a icy skin and a jade bone, and my final shortcomings are completed, and the strength I can exert far exceeds that of the past.

"It seems that the junior sister is living here well, so I feel relieved!"

A monk in Qingyi appeared in the room at some point, and Mu Xueli was not surprised. She had sensed something before the other party came in.

After all, she was deceived by that mysterious woman before and asked the bastard to transform his mental power. Although the process made people embarrassed and indignant, the result was very good.

The mental power is really useful.

"Why are you not working as a monk in your Tianchan Temple? Why do you come to me for your work?"

The tender fingers like fresh green onions tugged the petals on the water surface. Mu Xueli's speech was very cold and she felt angry.

She felt that she must have been an unforgivable evil person in her previous life, so that the person she fell in love with in this life was deeply hated by blood, and in the end she became a monk and cut off the mortal world.

Later, I encountered a thing that was not a human being, so it was difficult for me to get out of here now, and even my sister was implicated.

Why is Mu Xueli so miserable?

"The battle of the Hanging Coffin Cliff is about to begin, and another major change has occurred in the Tomb King City. Master ordered me to check it out."

The helpless explanation said that he was not a fool, so he could naturally see his junior sister's feelings for him, but he was really not a good choice.

In the past, I was influenced by hatred, but now I am focusing on Buddha, and my junior sister has become an obstacle to my own practice of Buddhahood.

Alas! What an injustice!

"roll!"

His face turned cold, and Mu Xueli didn't want to see the shiny bald head again.

I thought I came here specifically to find myself, but who would have thought it was just a teacher’s destiny? You might as well come here!

After touching the brighter bald head, I can’t really understand the woman’s heart. I was so good that I suddenly changed my face!

However, seeing that the junior sister was in a bad mood, she didn't stay for long and turned around and went out to find the real goal of this trip.

That person was his purpose, and visiting his junior sister was just a by the way.

"It's coming out so soon? Don't you talk about the past?"

At the corner of the cabin walkway, Mu Xuerou was quite puzzled.

She just felt the inability to come, and the other party did not deliberately hide her breath. She thought she would reminisce about the past with her sister, but it took only a long time to finish it.

Is it a man in seconds?

"It's you?"

Wu Bei frowned and saw the identity of the masked woman in front of him, but he didn't understand why the other party had such a big change.

"You are smarter than my sister. She hasn't seen my identity yet!"

Mu Xuerou was not surprised to be seen through her identity. Anyway, as long as she could fool her sister into completing the first battle of the Tomb Sect with her, she would be able to do so.

"Since you are here too, I'm relieved!"

Seeing Mu Xuerou admit her identity, she couldn't help but feel relieved.

With Mu Xuerou taking care of her here, the junior sister will definitely not have any problems.

"Let's go, that bastard wants to see you for a long time!"

There was no way to keep up, Mu Xuerou walked towards Tian Hao's room.

Since this person is here, I will meet him first.

"It just so happens that I want to see that person too!"

Naturally, I would not refuse, so I quickly followed and soon arrived at a room.

Pushing open the door, Mu Xuerou lay lazily on the reinforced bed, and even took off her embroidered shoes, revealing her delicate and beautiful feet wrapped in silk stockings.

Judging from those skillful actions, it is obvious that they have done this a lot before.

"The master of nowhere?"

Tian Hao, who was deducing the magic of Nether Fire, looked up and had some guesses about the identity of the visitor.

Bald, young, handsome, handsome, with a cultivation level in the Gangqi realm, a skill and aura similar to Mu Xueli's original strength, and the huge knife magazine behind them, these factors add up to make the other party's identity easy to guess.

"Amitabha! Master dare not be a master, but I am indeed incomprehensible to have a Dharma name. Donor, do you know me?"

When he walked into the room, he could not pronounce the Buddha's name, glanced at Mu Xuerou, and had some guesses about the relationship between the two. At the same time, he was puzzled why Tian Hao seemed to have known him for a long time.

Are they familiar?

"I know one thing, my real name is Murong He, the ninth son of the old tomb king Murong Yi, and the ninth brother of the current tomb king Murong Xian, who followed the Heavenly Lamp Saint to practice the formless magical power and endured the ghost whip to sting the flesh to survive the disaster.

Murong Xian killed his father and usurped the throne, forcing your brothers to be buried with the old tomb king. During this period, you exchanged identities with Prince Nangong, survived under the title of Prince Nangong, and became the first ghost envoy, one of the Tomb Envoys of the Spirit Tower.

By the way, you visited Tianchan Temple three years ago and stole the internal skills of the Sword and the Sword Arts and the Sword Arts formula. Did you get it?"

After reporting what he knew, Tian Hao was quite familiar with this master and was optimistic about it.

This is one of the few craftable materials that can see through the love disaster and concentrate on practicing Buddhism and martial arts. They must be well cultivated and guided, and cannot be bewitched by Mu Xueli's tireless woman.

"Your intelligence means are beyond admiration!"

After being silent for a long time, the monk Wu Nai was impressed.

There are only a handful of people in the world who know these, except for the deceased master, the Saint of Heavenly Lamp, the junior sister Mu Xueli.

The junior sister would never reveal this to outsiders. The other party could know that it must have an extremely terrifying intelligence network.

It's so terrifying!

"Your Excellency is very clear about what happened to my father back then?"

He looked solemn and asked in sincerity.

During this period, he found some clues, but was not sure. Murong Xian erased many clues back then, and he could not find tangible evidence.

However, this person seems to know a lot, maybe he knows the truth of that year.

"I do know something about that. It's both complicated and simple. To be honest, the root of the disaster was buried when your Murong family took over the position of the tomb king."

While signaling the monk Wuke to sit down, Tian Hao fooled... No, he said, "I believe you can understand the hidden dangers of being a king of a different surname, especially the Tomb King City has an independent military system, with countless masters, and those tombs are also considered financial resources.

This kind of independent forces that require people and money have always been taboos for the court and emperors.

The emperor and the court had long wanted to get rid of the tomb royal city, but the righteousness and power occupied by the tomb royal city gave the emperor no excuse to take action.

So he thought of a way to let the new tomb king make a mistake and disintegrate the reputation of the tomb king city by himself."

"Murong Xian!"

Hearing this, Monk Wuke could not understand that Murong Xian was the chosen one by the emperor.

"Actually, Murong Xian was quite helpless. That was an opportunity for him, a chance to take the position of the Tomb King.

And even if he doesn't agree, the old emperor will choose another one from your brothers, and he can't stop it at all.

So he agreed, secretly custodians and took out the tomb and presented it to the old emperor, leaving a fatal handle.

Afterwards, my Tomb Sect noticed an abnormality and then notified your father that your father would draw his sword to kill him. Murong Xian instinctively resisted and accidentally stabbed your father. In the end, he stabbed your father to death without stopping, and then took those brothers down to bury him..."

Tian Hao was kind-hearted to whitewash Murong Xian, but he heard Mu Xuerou rolling her eyes charmingly on the bed.

That bastard is going to dig a hole and bury people again.

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(Today I will give you a chapter to my brothers, the title of the book is "Dang Tang: Starting from Provoking Cihang Jingzhai"

Wanwan and Zhu Yuyan’s disciples are in the same heart, Shi Feixuan and Fan Qinghui Hui Cihang Pudu, Shi Qingxuan and Bi Xiuxin and mother and daughter compete for fragrance, Shang Xiuxun and Shang Xiufang and Yaotian, all who understand understand R!

Fantasy martial arts, flowers fighting beauty!
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