Heaven Defying Dark Empress

"It's okay, what can I do?" Ji Nanfeng straightened his body and responded with a frown.

The Ji family disciples around looked at Ji Nanfeng, all of them had strange expressions.

Ji Nanfeng turned his head to look at the disciples around him, raised his beard, and waved his hands repeatedly, "What are you all doing around here, those who are in class, go to class and do what you have to do."

As he spoke, he gave Fang Lei another wink and gave him a glare.

Don't tease Mu Jin, that stinky boy. If nothing else, even in their severe situation, it is not appropriate to have a grudge with Ziyangzong.

The big Buddha behind this kid can't be offended!

Fang Lei waved his hand and snorted heavily like a cow, "I know, Elder, if you have something to do, go there first, I still have some things to deal with here, and I will naturally go back to class after I finish."

"What are you going to do?" Ji Nanfeng stared at Fang Lei cautiously.

Fang Lei snorted coldly, glanced at the person opposite, and said in a drawn-out voice, "This Mu Jin, he actually wants to compare the inscription pattern with me, and dare to bet three green pills!" .”

He said, laughing himself.

When did you become so unconfident?

Mu Tianyin's talent in alchemy and immortality is indeed good. He can't deny these two points, but isn't it too whimsical to want to beat him in the inscription? Or maybe he thought he had too many pills in his hand!

"What?"

Ji Nanfeng exclaimed, his voice was shrill, as if someone had raped him.

Seeing Ji Nanfeng like that, Fang Lei frowned fiercely.

Ji Nanfeng's beard trembled. Mu Jin's talisman knowledge was so deep. After the previous battle in Shicheng, he hadn't gotten to the bottom of it yet. Fang Lei was so reckless!

What a crime!

Isn't this hitting yourself at the muzzle?

"No!" Ji Nanfeng denied it.

Mu Tianyin slightly raised her brows, what does this old guy want to do.

Ji Nanfeng looked at Mu Tianyin's expression, and suddenly his old face grew, and he sank like a melon, but he just kept silent.

"Elder Nanfeng, I know that Mu Jin is a guest." Fang Lei misunderstood Ji Nanfeng's meaning, and said quite complacently, "But we are just a friendly exchange of ideas, and it will not hurt the friendship between the two sects."

"That's right, friendly exchanges." Mu Tianyin smiled.

Ji Nanfeng was on the verge of crying, so friendly exchanges? He believed in this boy's nonsense before, and ended up in such a miserable situation!

"Elder Nanfeng, go get busy if you have something to do," Fang Lei urged.

Ji Nanfeng was in a hurry!

But even though Ji Nanfeng was from Fang Lei's side, he was not enough to expose his own scars to remind Fang Lei, such a shameful thing, even thinking about it, he still wanted to hit him head-on to death.

"Oh—" Ji Nanfeng shook his sleeves angrily.

Mu Tianyin hooked her red lips lightly, and also said, "Elder Ji, don't you say you have something to do, you'd better go and do your own thing."

No matter how Ji Nanfeng heard these words, he had a sinister feeling.

Suddenly, his scalp went numb.

"Okay..." Ji Nanfeng bit out a word between his teeth, dry and rough.

Mu Tianyin nodded in a friendly manner, "No."

Ji Nanfeng flicked the sleeve of his one arm, and slowly moved towards the outer hall of the square.

Forget it, let's talk about yourself first!

Looking at the smiling Mu Tianyin, Fang Lei always felt that something was weird.

Especially after Ji Nanfeng left, he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out why.

"Where did we go?" Mu Tianyin returned to the subject.

Fang Lei coughed, inexplicably hesitating.

Mu Tianyin nodded, "It's okay if you shouldn't, just take it as my nonsense."

"Who said I shouldn't?" Fang Lei raised his head high, exactly the same as Ji Nanfeng before, desperate to save face and unwilling to lose his momentum, "Isn't it just the three tear crystals? If I have it, I will give it to you." Let's see if you have the ability to get it!"

He didn't believe that Mu Jin could turn the world upside down on his own territory!

Said that the rune he inscribed just now was simple?

Just from this sentence, it can be shown that Mu Jin is a layman at all. He thinks that he has too many worries. Mu Jin probably wants to scare himself away by this. With so many fellow disciples watching, he can't be stage fright.

He won't be fooled if he plays tricks!

"Okay!" Mu Tianyin narrowed her eyes, and it was a deal.

Fang Lei snorted, "It's a deal!"

He opened his mouth to accept this bet.

"Have you ever heard of Mu Jinhui's inscription?" Some disciples of the Ji family spoke and discussed in whispers.

The rest shook their heads, "No."

"All I know is that he is a genius of alchemy."

"Xiantu's talent is also good, and he can compete with Ye Chaoge at the same level!"

"Don't even guess, just take a look and you'll know."

Mu Tianyin's green shirt fluttered, and with a flick of her sleeve, a blue-white flying blade was revealed, floating in the air, swaying up and down slightly as if on the surface of water, and scattered waves of invisible spiritual power.

"This is an ordinary flying blade." She said lightly.

Fang Lei checked carefully, looking back and forth many times, not giving the other party any chance to cheat.

Ji Yaohua swallowed unconsciously, feeling uncertain.

Can Mu Jin do it?

"No problem." Fang Lei finally let go.

Mu Tianyin circled her fingers together, drawing an elegant arc in the air, the flying blade spun, and hovered in front of her.

"Young Master, I want to see—" Fang Lei got stuck in his throat, "Look..."

He had absolutely no idea what to say.

All I could see was that Mu Tianyin grasped the void with five fingers, summoned a blood crystal of black ore, crushed it, and the real blood gushed out like water, shuttled between her slender and white fingers, and finally pulled into strands of spiders. The silk is slender.

"Chi--"

The sound of the true blood inscription on the tip of the flying blade.

Mu Tianyin's expression was calm, and she even felt a little contented. The five fingers that plucked the inscription, seemed to be playing the strings of a piano, with smooth movements and elegant posture.

The surroundings were silent, and all the disciples of the Ji family stared at Mu Tianyin, their eyes widening.