"Mr. Murong, okay, don't be so willful? This time, all the people who came to Qitian Pavilion are masters. The elder is not their opponent at all. If he can really beat the opponent's elder, how could he hand you over? Listen to me and leave!"

Seeing Ruan Hao's anxiousness was almost collapsed, Murong Ningyue understood the seriousness of the matter. It seemed that he had stabbed a hornet's nest when he killed Qi Jian. Murong Ningyue thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case, I can't leave. You have known me for a while. You should understand what kind of person Murong Ningyue is, one person does things. Since I am here to find me, I will take care of everything!"

After Murong Ningyue said that, he ignored Ruan Hao and walked straight down the mountain. Seeing this, Ruan Hao knew that Murong Ningyue's temper must be unable to get back, so he had to follow Murong Ningyue's footsteps.

At this time, the elder's eyes turned back from time to time and looked back. Murong Ningyue's figure had not appeared yet. During the waiting period just now, the other party killed several disciples. There was even an elder of the Spirit Emperor who could not bear it and forced the attack, but was killed by the other party with one move.

At this time, the Great Elder began to complain in his heart that Murong Ningyue had been complaining about someone who had offended him, but he was furious to the evil gods of Qitian Pavilion. Just when the Great Elder was anxious, Murong Ningyue finally appeared. Murong Ningyue saw the bodies of the people of Qitian Pavilion and the corpses of the Southern Hawks who were lying on the ground from afar. Anger suddenly surged from Murong Ningyue's heart.

Murong Ningyue's face was as gloomy as the sky before the storm. Before coming to the crowd, he sternly said to the people of Qitian Pavilion: "I am the Murong Ningyue you are looking for. There are faults and debts. If you have anything to do, just come to me alone. Why do you have to attack the innocent disciples of the Southern Hawks?"

Murong Ningyue's figure just appeared. Uncle San, who had been standing behind the old man with a smile, had not spoken for a moment, suddenly became excited and said in the old man with a smile, "The deputy pavilion master is this woman. At that time, the young pavilion master asked me to help teach this woman a lesson, but who knew that this guy's methods were too weird. I was not her opponent, so I could only escape temporarily for help, but the young pavilion master was attacked by her!"

The smiling old man nodded and signaled that he knew, then smiled at Murong Ningyue and said, "Oh? Are you Murong Ningyue? Can you admit that you killed my young master in the outskirts of Longcheng?"

Murong Ningyue raised her head in the face of the smiling old man's question, and her eyes were full of disdain, "There are so many people I have killed. They are all people who are a cat and a dog. If you say you are a trash scum, I may still remember it. As for this young master, I really don't remember it!"

Before the smiling old man could speak, the third uncle was already furious and said, "You little bitch, you dare to be so sharp-tongued. That day, I saw with my own eyes that the young master was with you. When I come back, the young master would be dead. Who else could he be killed if you didn't kill?"

When Murong Ningyue saw her third uncle, she immediately laughed and said, "So it's you! I remember that someone was beaten by me that day and ran away like a stray dog. Even his master couldn't care about it. If it were him, I would have bought a piece of tofu and killed him. I didn't expect that such an unfaithful and unrighteous person would have the face to live in the world!"
Chapter completed!