Ten Miles of Peach Blossom Drunk Breeze

Chapter 182

Seeing that Su Wanyue was not affected by his murderous aura in the slightest, and even deliberately brought up the matter just now without fear of death, Murong Zhi's eyes flashed, the murderous aura on his body became even worse, and he said in a slightly low voice: "You are not afraid of this pavilion. Lord killed you?"

Su Wanyue blinked her eyes and said: "Presumably Pavilion Master Murong must be a gentleman who "talks all the way", so he shouldn't do such a villainous behavior that contradicts what he says, right?"

Hearing this, Murong Zhi slowly rearranged the robes that had faded to her shoulders, then looked at Su Wanyue opposite, and said slowly: "So what if the master of the pavilion turns back on what he said?"

There was a smile in Su Wanyue's eyes, and then she pretended to sigh and said: "If this matter gets out, I don't care, I'm afraid the character of the pavilion master will be questioned by everyone. Who would dare to talk to the "Assassin Pavilion" for business?"

Murong Zhi paused slightly while holding the wine glass, his whole body was full of murderous aura, making people feel as if they were in an ice cellar, and then said with a half-smile: "Yue'er is right, if this matter gets out, it will indeed cause some damage to the "Assassin Pavilion". Influence, only the mouth of the dead is the strictest, and only the dead are the most credible, Yue'er thinks what the pavilion master said is right?"

Su Wanyue shook her head, with a relaxed expression, and said unhurriedly: "Does Pavilion Master Murong mean to kill someone to silence him?" Originally, she wanted to give him another chance, but since he doesn't appreciate it, forget it. It's a pity to lose a flowery beauty.

Afterwards, Su Wanyue said with regret again: "The position of pavilion master has always been reserved for those who are capable, why are you so stubborn and force me to use force on you?"

Counting the time, the poison should have already worked. It was developed by Ji Qing himself. It took her a lot of time to learn how to prepare this poison from Ji Qingchi, and she was even rejected by him. That guy made fun of it on the spot, she is indeed not as talented as that guy in treating poison, this "Yin Yang Powder" is very effective, it can be called "the holy product of poison"!

For masters who are similar to her in martial arts, she always saves effort if she can. Fighting is also a physical job. If there is a fight in the middle of the night, why not fight until tomorrow?
Hearing Su Wanyue say such "shameless" words with such righteous dignity, the corners of Murong Zhi's mouth twitched slightly. If others dared to face him, Xiao would miss his position as Pavilion Master, and even brazenly ask him to abdicate. That person had died hundreds of times without knowing it.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little funny in my heart, and the murderous aura around me also subsided, and a gentle and jade-like expression was restored on my face, and there was a faint chuckle at the corner of my mouth, which made people feel like a spring breeze, as if everything before Yet to happen.

"The one who is capable? So, Yue'er means that she thinks her martial arts are superior to the master of this pavilion?"

As soon as the words fell, Murong Zhi frowned, always felt that his voice at this time was a bit weird, lacking a bit of masculine masculinity, unexpectedly adding a bit of feminine softness for no reason, not only that, even his whole body was a little strange. It was so right, I couldn't help being horrified, I clenched my fists tightly, and there was faint cold sweat on my forehead, but my face still pretended to be calm.

Su Wanyue raised her brows lightly, looked at the handsome man across the street who was trying to hold back, and said with a half-smile, "What's wrong with Pavilion Master Murong? Is there something wrong?" Tsk tsk tsk, listen to this soft little voice, Look at this bright red mouth, look at this pair of slender hands that are as white as jade, and that thing on the chest that is gradually bulging...

(End of this chapter)