Qing Yue smiled and said, "Haha! What Miss Murong said is, since that's the case, I'll ask the second husband. I wonder if Miss Murong can take out the sword used in the competition for me to see it?"

Murong Ningyue immediately looked alert when she heard Qingyue’s words. In the competition, Murong Ningyue relied on the Demon-Shoulder Sword to kill seven golden warriors in one fell swoop. It seemed that Nie Chengkuang and Qingyue had already seen the extraordinaryness of the Demon-Shoulder Sword.

However, Murong Ningyue always had a feeling that although Nie Chengkuang knew the power of the Demon-Closing Sword, he did not know that Murong Ningyue was so brave that day, he relied on the Demon-Closing Sword entirely, and Qingyue seemed to know more than Nie Chengkuang.

Murong Ningyue hesitated for a moment and took out the Demon-Sealing Sword. After the previous competition, the Demon-Sealing Sword was in a deep sleep. At this time, it looked no different from ordinary weapons.

Qingyue's face suddenly became a little excited when she saw Murong Ningyue taking out the Demon Sword. She stared at the Demon Sword and looked carefully for a while, but soon a hint of disappointment appeared on Qingyue's face.

"It's indeed a good sword. Only a young hero like Miss Murong deserves such a good sword!"

Although Qingyue praised the Demon-Shoujian, his tone was extremely plain. It can be seen that what Qingyue said was just a polite word. Murong Ningyue took the Demon-Shoujian back into the ring.

At this time, Murong Ningyue had a vague guess. It seemed that Qingyue should have known the existence of the Demon-Sealing Sword, but the Demon-Sealing Sword's weapon soul had fallen into a deep sleep. Therefore, Qingyue did not detect the existence of the Demon-Sealing Sword, so he did not recognize the Demon-Sealing Sword.

Just when Murong Ningyue was relieved, Qingyue suddenly spoke again: "By the way, Miss Murong, you are also the leader of the White Tiger Tribe. The White Tiger Tribe has conquered many tribes. I wonder what Miss Murong plans in the future?"

Murong Ningyue couldn't help but feel a little shocked. It seemed that Qingyue had finally asked the most critical question. Murong Ningyue led the White Tiger Tribe to expand to such a level in a short period of time, which had affected the dominance of the Crazy Lion Tribe in Cangmangyuan.

At this time, Qingyue asked this question to explore Murong Ningyue's bottom line. If Murong Ningyue only wanted to dominate one side, Qingyue would certainly not have more obstacles. As long as the status of the Crazy Lion Tribe is not affected, everyone will naturally be at peace.

But if Murong Ningyue's ambitions were not limited to this, then Qingyue would probably not have let Murong Ningyue go so easily.

Although Murong Ningyue knew what Qingyue was thinking, she still said arrogantly: "There are thousands of tribes in Cangmangyuan. Although the sizes of each tribe are different, which tribe does not have the idea of ​​dominating Cangmangyuan? The Crazy Lion Tribe is now strong and can naturally rank first, but if our White Tiger Tribe is also strong to a certain extent, it is naturally possible to replace it. Isn't this a normal thing? What do you think of the Great Saint?"

After Murong Ningyue said this, she looked at Qingyue with a provocative look on her face. At this time, Murong Ningyue was too lazy to hide anything anymore, so she simply told Qingyue to break it out.

Qingyue didn't expect Murong Ningyue to be so honest. Qingyue's old face, who had been unpopular in Gujing, couldn't help but suck. Although every sentence Murong Ningyue said was true, it was really a good idea to say this in front of her!
Chapter completed!