Chapter 170: Burning the Fire
"What you said does make some sense." The man in white was holding a pamphlet in his hand, reading it with a small writing brush, and writing and drawing at the same time. This scene made Chen Muxue feel inexplicably familiar.
It would be nice if there wasn't a man in black standing next to me, coldly handing him a knife.
"He was indeed killed by a sword piercing his throat. The Dragon Sword is a sacred weapon left before awakening. He has already recognized its owner." A man in white touched the sword to identify it.
Hearing this, Chen Muxue subconsciously touched her back. Then she remembered that the iron pot was cooking in the kitchen, and she breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.
The man in white took out another crystal ball-like object and shone it at Longteng Sword: "The owner does not belong to any sect. He is a casual cultivator and has not been registered."
Chen Muxue suddenly stood up again. What, do you still need to register as a cultivator?
The people in black seemed to sense Chen Muxue's uneasiness, and they slashed at Chen Muxue's body with knife-like eyes.
“The remaining deceased members of the Feixing Faction did indeed die at the hands of Jiang Xinghai.” Another man in white said.
Chu Wuyi had a very official smile on his face. He cupped his hands and said: "It seems that this time it is indeed an internal strife in the Feixing Sect. They just came to Qianding Sect. Why, Qianding Sect really doesn't know. After all, Feixing Sect has The leader of the Star Sect is a powerful person in the realm of gods. Even the leader Chen... didn't dare to come out to check easily when something happened. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the people in white suddenly fell on him.
Ch Wuyi, who was shabbily dressed, had a generous appearance, showing no signs of discomfort.
The eldest grandson from a big family is indeed different.
Chen Muxue quietly wanted to step back, but the eyes of the people in black made her unable to move.
It was very strange. They were wearing hoods and their eyes were hidden in shadows. She couldn't see them at all, but their gazes were so clear and terrifying.
"Chu Wuyi, the new disciple of Qianding Sect, is he a disciple who has entered the house?" The man in white suddenly took the crystal ball and passed around Chu Wuyi, turned around and asked Chen Muxue.
“Huh? I made a mistake, it’s not—”
Chen Muxue opened her mouth, but could not refute. She looked at Chu Wuyi with her eyes, but saw that the other person had a calm face, as if this was the truth.
Help, the hero's good brother, the second male lead, suddenly joins the villain's sect, what should I do? Waiting online, urgent!
After a while, another man in white flew in from a distance: "The damage marks on the destroyed formation eye are consistent with the Soaring Dragon Sword."
“It seems to be related to the sword owner.”
Chen Muxue’s eyes lit up: “I know, the sword is Xiao—”
The people in white clothes suddenly jumped back a distance. Before Chen Muxue and Chu Wuyi could react, the people in black clothes suddenly jumped up and threw something with a "swish, swish" sound, and all the corpses on the ground burned.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Chen Muxue pulled Chu Wuyi away. Flames suddenly burst out from where Chu Wuyi was standing, which was very dangerous.
Surrounded by fire, the two people couldn't help but reach out to cover their faces to avoid being burned by the heat wave.
The fire was extinguished quickly, and the bodies on the ground disappeared completely, as if they had never been there before.
The Longteng Sword has also disappeared, along with the people from the Duxian Bureau.
Chen Muxue looked up at the sky. There was no fluctuation in the barrier. The sky was still clear, with only a few clouds floating slowly.
“The son of luck is so terrifying!”
Chu Wuyi looked curiously at Chen Muxue who was talking to himself.
“Haha, it’s nothing.”
Back in the kitchen, time is almost up. Add green peppers to the pot and cook for another three minutes before serving.
The color and fragrance are beautiful, the overall taste is fresh and translucent, not sticky, and the aroma is rich. One bite will make you have endless aftertaste. The chicken is tender and juicy, and the juice and aroma are permeated into the inside of the chicken. When the whole pot is served, the pot is constantly boiling, and the aroma goes straight to the nose.
Everyone can't wait to feast, but Chang Gui's eyes are bright: "Master, can I light the fire?"
“Pfft!” Chen Muxue quickly covered her mouth.(End of this chapter)