Human feelings are too strange and mysterious, and they can be born of love and hate, and can also be born of love by hate.

Murong Xiu heard Yuwen Huarong say this, so she gave up continuing to investigate, she knew that she couldn't find out anything, because that kind of voice didn't seem to be pretended by humans, if it was really a ghost, if he didn't show up to confront you head-on, it would be difficult for you to catch it.

Forget it, they are nothing more than poor souls, why bother to make things difficult with them? If they don't hurt others, if they do, they will harm Gu Ju's bastard, Murong Xiu said secretly.

But when they returned to the dormitory for the last time, they met Lei Heng standing upright outside the dormitory, wearing a blood-red robe, holding a long sword with green glow, and a beard on his face, like Zhong Kui, a heavenly master who hunted ghosts.

"Ah!" Yuwen Huarong screamed in fright when she saw Lei Heng suddenly appear outside the door of the dormitory, because Lei Heng's outfit was really more terrifying than Guan Song, who was hanging in the air like a hanged ghost!

"Senior Lei didn't rest in the house, what did you do here in the middle of the night?" Murong Xiu also frowned at Lei Heng's sudden appearance, she almost completely destroyed this fake Zhong Kui with a sword.

"Haha! Murong Shaoxia! I am here to escort you and Miss Yuwen, although you can rest at ease in the hall, with me outside the hall to exorcise ghosts and suppress evil spirits, those big ghosts and little ghosts will no longer dare to cry and scream," Lei Heng laughed heartily, shaking the Biwa on the hall with a "bang".

Murong Xiu looked at him, a little speechless.

In fact, Yuwen Huarong couldn't hear the cry of the ghost in the dormitory, only Murong Xiu could hear it with his powerful divine sense.

In the dormitory of the Troll Palace, Murong Xiu was meditating on her knees, and began to concentrate on the operation of the hundred herbs to practice, her spiritual power rushed back and forth in the wide veins, like the water of a rolling river, accompanied by the sound of "crackling" arc explosion, there was a faint golden light around her body, and she seemed to have entered an ethereal state between breathing and breathing.

Lei Heng was guarding outside the dormitory with a sword, no one asked him to do this, he was just a spontaneous behavior, maybe it was because he admired Murong Xiu too much!

But Lei Heng looked at Guan Song in the void like a hanged ghost, always looking at him directly, he felt uncomfortable all over, he felt that Guan Song was even more annoying and terrible than those real unjust ghosts.

Murong Xiu should have killed him with one sword, saving this guy from always pretending to be a ghost and scary, it's just too boring! He wanted to reason with Guan Song in the past, but he was worried that he couldn't beat him, don't look at Guan Song now only has one left hand, but his cultivation is still much higher than Lei Heng, if the two of them make a move, the person who died will probably be Lei Heng.

The reason why Guan Song stared at Lei Heng like this was only because Lei Heng occupied his position, and the task of guarding Yuwen Huarong had always been Guan Song's responsibility, and he really wanted to protect Yuwen Huarong for the rest of his life, even if he was despised or even humiliated by Yuwen Huarong.

Sometimes Gu Ju will open the palace door of the dormitory and make love with Yuwen Huarong, although Guan Song's heart feels a strong tingling feeling, and he wants to kill Gu Ju and take Yuwen Huarong away and fly away, but he just thinks so in his heart, after a painful struggle, he still doesn't dare to move Gu Ju, because everything he has is given by Gu Ju, he is like a dog of Gu Ju, and he does not dare to have any disobedience and rebellion against his master.

Yuwen Huarong sat on another dragon bed and watched Murong Xiu practice, and he also entered a state of cultivation.

Murong Xiu had already taught her some of the mantras of god-level stealth and sword flight.

Her cultivation is not high, and she can't achieve sword flight with her own spiritual power alone, so Murong Xiu lost a lot of spiritual power to help her fly.

Those spiritual powers are like a powerful air mass, gathering but not dispersing in the dantian of Yuwen Huarong, surging but not overflowing, it is a very mysterious feeling.

If Murong Xiu didn't have the powerful cultivation she has now, and the ability to control spiritual power with ease, such a vast spiritual power would suddenly be injected into the body of a low-realm martial artist, and she would have to burst all her tendons, but now, those spiritual powers have been condensed into a ball, and Yuwen Huarong only needs to run the heart of this sect to slowly digest and decompose those spiritual powers, and can slowly broaden her tendons.

Even so, the pain of the breakthrough was still inevitable, and after a short time, Yuwen Huarong's whole body was already drenched in sweat, as if it had been washed with water.

With the continuous enhancement of his strength, Yuwen Huarong's body is surging with a heat, and that heat is steaming the limbs and bones, the eight veins of the strange meridians, and it is extremely comfortable to use, making people flutter and flutter.

With such an improvement, Yuwen Huarong felt that if she wanted to completely digest the internal force that Murong Xiu had taught her, she would not be able to complete it without a day and a night.

She looked at Murong Xiu again, like a god of war, sitting there immovable, surrounded by golden light, the surging aura was mysterious, and they were now forty or fifty zhang away from each other, because once Murong Xiu got too close, that supreme aura fluctuation alone would crush her to pieces.

That kind of majestic and vast aura surged, like the sky, as vast and deep as the sea, in her wonderful eyes, she showed a deep admiration for Murong Xiu, she had always wanted to marry a dragon among people, but unfortunately she was trampled by a jackal, if her cultivation broke through quickly, she could do something for Murong Xiu, would Murong Xiu like her?

At this time, Murong Xiu had already sacrificed the Ding Heavenly Realm Dan Furnace from the storage ring, only to see that the Dan Furnace instantly became larger in the void, and the whole body was golden and shining, and the ancient law and mystical runes on the furnace body were presented, flashing with a mysterious and mysterious glow.

Murong Xiu drew a rune, made a gesture, and waved it towards the Dan furnace at will, and the raging samadhi true fire burned instantly.

She took out the essence of more than a dozen god-level demon beasts from the storage ring, and threw them into the Dan furnace for refining, about a pillar of incense time, and then jumped out of the Dan furnace two transparent, amber divine pills, those two divine pills are round and shiny, and they have been refined very small, but the fragrance is dense, and the smell of the entire dormitory instantly becomes fresh and smelly, making people extremely happy physically and mentally.

"Give you a Divine Pill! This will help you quickly digest and fuse that spiritual power group, and improve the hardness and toughness of your meridians," Murong Xiu said, throwing one of the Divine Pills to Yuwen Huarong, and then put away the Dan Furnace.

"I really can't believe that you still have such a high-grade Dan furnace, where did you get this?" Yuwen Huarong asked enviously.