Murong Ning waved his hand, and a mysterious wave surged out. Li Xiaoke in front of him instantly stiffened and his eyes became empty.
"Igawa Jiro, where is he?"
Murong Ning asked again.
"There's no such thing as Igawa Jiro..."
"What's the meaning?"
"Igawa Jiro is pretending to be Brother Lin, including that..."
"Bang!"
Li Xiaoke was halfway through his words when a figure suddenly broke out of the window, hugged Li Xiaoke and ran out.
"You still want to save people in front of me?"
Murong Ning sneered, and with a wave of his hand, he slapped the man down in mid-air.
“So… so strong!”
Feng Muchen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, protected Li Xiaoke behind him, and looked terrified.
Facing a Mahayana cultivator,
He didn't have the slightest resistance at all. Even if his defense was maxed out, he couldn't stop it!
at the same time,
The spell was interrupted and Li Xiaoke regained consciousness.
When she saw that it was Feng Muchen who saved her, she was startled, and then hurriedly asked:
"Are you okay..."
"Go find him, leave this to me."
Feng Muchen transmitted the message through his spiritual consciousness.
"But…"
"No buts, let's go!"
Feng Muchen pushed Li Xiaoke out of the window, then looked at Murong Ning with vigilance.
Murong Ning did not stop Li Xiaoke, nor did he rush to take action. Instead, he looked at Feng Muchen with interest and said:
"Do you know what you're doing?"
"What if I know, what if I don't know?"
Feng Muchen sneered.
"Bang!"
Murong Ning waved his hand and knocked Feng Muchen away. He hit the wall heavily and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
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