Peach Blossom Pocahontas

Murong Wuxue was slightly startled, but then pulled Yue Wuxie calmly, beckoning him to hide behind the screen, then shook his clothes, sat on the chair safely, then picked up the teapot on the table for himself Poured a cup of tea and took a sip leisurely.

The door was pushed open forcefully, and a few people broke in from the outside, led by Ren Qifang, the leader of the entire Zhongnan faction and Baili Mountain Villa. With a wave of his hand, the people behind him retreated consciously, and then one by one People come into the bedroom.

Murong Wuxue raised her face, showing a faint sarcasm smile, and said coldly: "In the middle of the night, you barged in without even knocking on the door. Is this how your Baili Villa treats guests?"

Ren Qifang paced a few steps in the bedroom, and didn't seem to feel anything wrong, so he sat down opposite Murong Wuxue in peace of mind, and said expressionlessly: "Of course the way of hospitality in Baili Mountain Villa is not like this, but you Don't you know your identity yet? You were not invited as a guest."

Murong Wuxue snorted coldly, and said bluntly: "How long are you going to imprison me? I am not the Yue Wuxie you are looking for, and I have nothing to do with Baili Mountain Villa. Why are you arresting me? "

Ren Qifang turned his face to look at Murong Wuxue, and said: "Yue Wuxie hurt Lu Tianyao, who is both the leader of the martial arts alliance and my disciple, we must find him both publically and privately, and after all, you He is from the same sect..."

Murong Wuxue took a deep breath, but still couldn't suppress the anger in her heart, she stared fiercely at Ren Qifang in front of her almond-shaped eyes, and said angrily: "Then what does it matter to me? It's not my fault!"

Ren Qifang continued to say righteously: "You are also from the Shenyue Sect, a cult, and everyone who is upright in the martial arts can get it and punish you."

Murong Wuxue finally couldn't hold back anymore, stood up and grabbed Ren Qifang by the collar of his clothes, and roared: "I said you don't want the antidote, and you don't want to let me go, you must take me away." What exactly does it mean to be locked up here? Everyone can be punished? Try it? Don’t forget what happened more than ten years ago. Your top ten sects and my teaching made an agreement not to offend each other for 20 years. Don’t you think Breaking promises and provoking a war in advance? Don’t forget, you are neither the leader of the martial arts alliance nor the head of Zhong Nan, so why do you dare to make your own claims?”

Ren Qifang knew in his heart that Murong Wuxue didn't pose much threat to him at this time, so he didn't even dodge. He let the other party grab his collar and go crazy, until after hearing the last sentence, his heart suddenly became angry, and he raised his hand to grab it. Hold Murong Wuxue's wrist and press down.

The arm was turned at an angle and pressed on the table, Murong Wuxue groaned in pain, her upper body was forced to lie on the table.

Ren Qifang looked at Murong Wuxue condescendingly, with a cold expression, and said word by word: "So what if it's not the head of Zhong Nan? Which of the disciples in the school doesn't respect me? So what if it's not the leader of the martial arts? Which sect dare not do it for me?" Used?"

Murong Wuxue just felt a chill in her heart, she didn't expect what she said, this person surnamed Ren really had some ulterior motives, and she was unlucky to be involved in it, thinking of this, she couldn't help but secretly complained about her carelessness , To be reduced to a prisoner like this.

Let Qifang suppress Murong Wuxue for a while, and then let go.After Murong Wuxue got up, she hurriedly backed away a few steps, looking at Ren Qifang with defensive eyes.

Ren Qifang looked at Murong Wuxue who was frowning and rubbing his arms, and felt that the person in front of him was not like a man, not only was he too beautiful, but he also looked like a woman when he lost his temper and cried out in pain. The demeanor of the leader Zhongtian.

Thinking of the handsome and graceful Yue Zhongtian, Ren Qifang also thought of that man's unparalleled wisdom, astonishingly superb martial arts and vicious thoughts.Back then, if it wasn't for Bai Xiuyun... no, Bai Xiuyun was also a nasty and shameless person, not worthy of being a disciple of the Zhongnan Sect. If Master hadn't led all sects and sects to fight to the death with the Demon Sect, how could ten years of peace in the world be exchanged?Now that the power of the Devil's Cult is growing, but the various schools of Wulin Baidao only care about fighting openly and secretly, without any sense of being prepared for danger in times of peace.

But now that the master is considered old, and the junior brother who is the leader of the alliance can't support the wall with mud, who else can take on the responsibility of the real leader besides himself?Thinking of this, Ren Qifang felt a little more arrogant in his heart. Although people outside laughed and said that Ren Qifang was not born at the right time, his brilliance was covered by Bai Xiuyun back then, and Bai Xiuyun finally disappeared, but the Zhong Nan faction came out again. Lu Tianyao is a dazzling martial arts genius, but in fact, no matter whether Bai Xiuyun was back then or Lu Tianyao is now, although he is the leader of the martial arts alliance, he is still a disciple of the Zhong Nan faction. He respectfully calls himself a big brother, but the real leader of Zhong Nan faction is himself.

Murong Wuxue saw that Ren Qifang's expression kept changing, and he was startled, he was always a smart person, so he knew that this time he was really wronged, and the matter would not be resolved as easily as he thought, he was afraid that he would be calm. The rivers and lakes that have been going on for several years are going to be turbulent again, how can I inform my senior brother and master... Thinking of this, Murong Wuxue couldn't help but look behind the screen, secretly worried, wondering if Yue Wuxie could think of this.

Ren Qifang inexplicably felt a sticky feeling in the palm of his hand. Feeling strange in his heart, he remembered the feeling of holding Murong Wuxue's wrist in his hand before. The skin was delicate and smooth as if his hand was sticky. This was not at all like a man. Thinking of this, Ren Qi conveniently rubbed his fingers in disgust, but found that the slippery feeling became more and more obvious, so he stopped looking at Murong Wuxue, turned around and pushed the door away.