Chapter 676: She Is the One Who Is Dear to My Heart

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Murong Shaofeng turned around fiercely, and when the Thousand-faced Lady was unprepared, he threw a handful of powdered medicine in his hand towards the Thousand-Faced Lady. :3w.し

"ah……."

The Thousand-faced Lady did not expect Murong Shaofeng to suddenly attack her.

Feel the burning sensation on your face.

The Thousand-faced Lady suddenly realized that she had been poisoned, and she quickly changed back to her own appearance.

A dagger suddenly appeared under Guangxiu and stabbed Murong Shaofeng fiercely.

Murong Shaofeng was already on guard against her, and his own cultivation level was even higher than that of the Thousand-faced Lady.

When the dagger in the Thousand-faced Lady's hand was stabbing him, a fan suddenly appeared in his hand, and the sharp edges slashed across the Thousand-faced Lady's arm holding the dagger.

"Ah...?" The Thousand-faced Lady cried out in pain!

"Bang..." With a sound, the sharp dagger fell to the ground.

Looking at the place where the Thousand-faced Lady was scratched, there was no blood.

Murong Shaofeng struck the Qianmian Lady's lower abdomen with a fierce palm.

The Thousand-faced Lady staggered back a few steps.

All this happened so fast and suddenly, leaving the Thousand-faced Lady no chance to breathe.

"puff……."

The Thousand-faced Lady spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Murong Shaofeng's cold eyes flashed slightly, he opened the fan slightly, and half of the complicated skirt on the Thousand Faces Lady fell to the ground.

"Don't make my place dirty."

Murong Shaofeng's tone was surprisingly cold, so cold that people didn't dare to look up at him.

The Thousand-faced Lady looked at Murong Shaofeng with a painful expression.

"You, how did you figure it out?"

"Humph!" Murong Shaofeng raised his eyes and glanced ruthlessly at the vulgar face of the Thousand-faced Lady.

Looking back, he said in a soft voice: "She is the person at the top of my heart, and her every move is deeply rooted in my heart."

One sentence answered all the questions of the Thousand-faced Lady.

Seeing such a huge contrast between Murong Shaofeng.

The Thousand-faced Lady looked in disbelief. Murong Shaofeng turned his eyes to the devil and looked back to the angel. Such a huge change was so incredible.

Murong Shaofeng coldly took a few steps towards the Thousand Faces Lady.

The Thousand-faced Lady felt horrified, but her face remained strong.

"I didn't expect that the king of a country would actually fall in love with the woman of the Holy Lord of Yuncheng. If the world knows about this, Your Majesty, I don't need this little girl to tell you, you will know the consequences."

"So you don't need to say it, because you don't have the chance to say it."

Murong Shaofeng had a smile on his face that was so gentle that it made people feel like spring breeze, but in those peach eyes like stars, there was bloodthirsty murderous intent.

Looking down suddenly, the sharp blade in the fan suddenly became longer and passed through the body of the Thousand-faced Lady.

"You, you are so cruel..."

The Thousand-faced Lady never dreamed that she would die today.

"The Eighteen Strange Men of the Wu Clan, the Lady with a Thousand Faces, can change into one hundred and twenty faces of men and women in an instant. I am not wrong."

Although Murong Shaofeng was talking with a smile, this conversation and laughter made people feel an unprecedented fear of death.

"You, how could you know?"

The Thousand-faced Lady looked at Murong Shaofeng in pain and shock.

"That woman underestimates me."

Murong Shaofeng fiercely pulled out the sharp blade from the Thousand Faces Lady's hand.

"ah……!"

The huge pain caused the Thousand-faced Lady to scream uncontrollably.

It also drained all the strength from Qianmian Lady. Qianmian Lady slowly sat down on the ground. When she lowered her head, she saw that there was no bleeding from the wound, but she felt an unprecedented pain. Suddenly, a piece of news flashed through her mind.

"Sun, Moon, Qiankun Fan."