Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

Chapter 947: Zixia Jade Finally Changes Owner

There is a poor person in the Bloody Holy City. Her master died, but she didn’t know it; her father died, but she didn’t know it; the person she loved died, but she didn’t know it either. The saddest thing is that the person she loved killed her father, but she didn’t know it either!

This person is Murong Ruoxi. She has only one obsession in her heart, she wants to get the Zixia Jade!

The bloody battle and the life-and-death battle in Jianying's inner city had no impact on the things outside the inner city. Instead, the Xuantian Star Array of Xuantian Sect helped those people in Jianying Holy City who had been searching for the divine weapon but could not find it.

Ning Menghuan's whereabouts were finally exposed, and the people from the Shadow Hall and Murong Ruoying found Ning Menghuan at the same time.

While Jian Ying was resolving the dispute with the Ji family in the inner city, Ning Menghuan was also caught in the melee. Two fists were no match for four hands. No matter how much wine Ning Menghuan drank, the outcome would be the same.

Ning Menghuan, covered in blood, knelt in the courtyard where blood was flowing like a river. Half of the people around him were from the Shadow Hall, and the other half were from Murong Ruoying.

In fact, there were two other people in secret, namely Mu Ruolin and Jing Yun. They also did not leave Jianying Holy City. After all, Zixia Jade is a sacred object that has been passed down for thousands of years in the Youzhou Murong family. How could Mu Ruolin give it up easily?

"Master Ning, the Shadow Hall has no intention of becoming an enemy of the Manghuang Zixia Sect. Hand over the Zixia Jade, and the Shadow Hall will protect you from death!"

Ning Menghuan knelt on one knee, she smiled bitterly and took a sip of wine with trembling hands. Of course, she would not hand over the Zixia Jade.

"Who should I give it to? If I give it to you, they won't agree. If I give it to them, you won't agree either. Helian Xiaoyue, you better come and grab it yourself!"

Ning Menghuan took a sip of wine and stood up again.

Helian Xiaoyue looked at Ning Menghuan, sighed slightly in her heart, turned her back and waved her hand. Ever since she saw the death of the Painting Saint, Helian Xiaoyue's heart has become painful.

The people from the Shadow Hall took action directly. Ning Menghuan refused to surrender and it seemed that blood was flowing all over his body, but this time the Shadow Hall really wanted to kill him!

At the moment when Ning Menghuan closed his eyes out of exhaustion, sixteen flying swords simultaneously repelled all the people from the Shadow Hall near Ning Menghuan.

Ouyang Hanqing flew over and supported Ning Menghuan who was about to fall to the ground.

Ouyang Hanqing used the Youhuang Killing Technique, which only had the form but not the meaning. Fortunately, Ouyang Xiangzhi's sixteen flying swords were powerful.

"Meng Huan, why are you doing this?"

Ning Menghuan smiled miserably!

"I am the leader of Zixia Sect!"

Ouyang Hanqing's heart had been broken countless times by these words.

"Give them the things, and I'll accompany you back to Zixia Sect to apologize!"

Ning Menghuan shook her head.

Ouyang Hanqing had no idea what the title of "Master of Zixia Sect" meant, and Ning Menghuan certainly wouldn't tell him. That was the secret of Zixia Sect. They were descendants of the Goddess Zixia, and Ning Menghuan's actual surname was Murong. The people of Zixia Sect were all citizens of Youzhou, including Lu Jiayao and Yang Jiarui, but they just didn't know it.

"Then I will fight you out, and I will still accompany you to Zixia Sect!"

Ning Menghuan still shook her head and pushed Ouyang Hanqing away.

"Go away, I am the leader of Zixia Sect!"

Murong Ruoying's men have already taken action.

Ouyang Hanqing controlled sixteen flying swords, and the fight was lively and dazzling, but the effect was really average.

Soon, the people of the Murong family broke through the sword energy net and the sixteen flying swords, and the flashes of swords and shadows approached Ning Menghuan again.

The space that Ouyang Hanqing could defend was getting smaller and smaller.

Ning Menghuan drank a pot of wine in one gulp. Between his hands, a water dragon swept in all directions, and then he pulled Ouyang Hanqing and fled outside.

Ning Menghuan knew she couldn't escape. Helian Xiaoyue and Murong Ruoying stopped her at the same time, but she sent Ouyang Hanqing out of the encirclement.

"Go away, this has nothing to do with you!"

Ning Menghuan relied on the last bit of her Thousand Cups Without Getting Drunk skill to barely withstand the attacks of Helian Xiaoyue and Murong Ruoying. She flew backwards, spitting blood, fell to the ground, took several steps back, and finally hit a tree.

The blood from the corner of his mouth was still flowing silently, but Ning Menghuan did not fall down.

Helian Xiaoyue and Murong Ruoying looked at each other, smiled coldly, and attacked Ning Menghuan together, one on the left and one on the right. It was obvious that they wanted to each take half of Ning Menghuan's body. As for which side the Zixia Jade was on, it was up to fate.

Ning Menghuan closed her eyes and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Maybe she really wanted to die. She was too tired. A woman who had been carrying the sect's mission for a thousand years, she was really too tired!

Ning Menghuan felt a powerful breath, but she didn't feel any pain. After she slowly opened her eyes, she was rushed backwards in the huge air wave. There was a person in her arms, of course, it was Ouyang Hanqing.

The two men didn't know how far they were pushed back by the air wave, nor how many walls they hit, but finally they fell in the middle of a small courtyard.

The people from Shadow Hall and Murong Ruoying quickly surrounded the courtyard from the front and back.

"Sect Master Ning, hand over the Purple Cloud Jade, and I can still let you go!"

"Give it to them. You, you have to live!"

Ouyang Hanqing's heart was beating, but slower and slower.

"Why are you so stupid? I told you to leave!"

"Hey, aren't you stupider than him?"

A water dragon repelled all those who tried to kill Ning Menghuan.

Jiu Xiaoyao and Murong Ruoxi flew and landed in front of Ning Menghuan and the other person.

"Senior, please give me the Purple Cloud Jade!"

Ning Menghuan looked at Jiu Xiaoyao and Murong Ruoxi and still shook her head. She was no longer able to speak.

"Ning girl, why are you so stubborn? There's no way the Zixia Sect can keep the Zixia Jade. Leave it to my disciple!"

Jiu Xiaoyao walked to Ning Menghuan and smiled slightly.

"I assume I taught you the confinement technique you're using?"

Ning Menghuan's expression changed slightly.

Jiu Xiaoyao took action directly and quickly took out the Zixia Jade from Ning Menghuan's waist. It must have been hidden in a special way.

Murong Ruoxi was a little surprised!

"Stinky girl, Master didn't disappoint you, did he?"

Jiu Xiaoyao placed the Zixia Jade in Murong Ruoxi's hand and wanted to run away with Murong Ruoxi, but it was not that easy!

Helian Xiaoyue and Murong Ruoying smiled at the same time. Of course, they both had a backup plan, because Ning Menghuan didn't have any aura of Zixia Jade on her body. How could they try their best without seeing Zixia Jade?

Jiu Xiaoyao was stopped by four people, while Murong Ruoying and Helian Xiaoyue met Murong Ruoxi.

"Uncle Master, are you going to break your promise? The Purple Cloud Jade is now in my hands!"

"Girl, I just want to tell you that your master... asked me to take care of you. The Purple Cloud Jade will bring you fatal disaster, so leave it to me!"

Helian Xiaoyue did not tell Murong Ruoxi about the death of the Painting Saint. It was obvious that Murong Ruoxi did not know about it yet, and he did this really for Murong Ruoxi's own good.

With Murong Ruoxi's current level of cultivation, the only result for her to take the Zixia Jade would be death.

"Hey, Uncle Master, if you break your promise, then break it. Why are you looking for such a high-sounding excuse?"

Helian Xiaoyue did not explain, he really attacked, and at the same time Murong Ruoying also attacked. Murong Ruoying was holding the Zixia Jade and could not last more than a few rounds.

As a result, Murong Ruoxi and Murong Ruoying joined forces to deal with Helian Xiaoyue, and Mu Ruolin also came.

The three younger generations of the Youzhou Murong clan fought Helian Xiaoyue together. At the same time, Mu Ruolin and Murong Ruoying had to guard against Murong Ruoxi's escape.

The fight between the four people was really a bit weird. Murong Ruoxi didn't know how to deal with the Zixia Jade in her hand. This was her biggest headache. The Zixia Jade slipped out of her hand several times.

"Stinky old man, come and help me!"

"I'm not going to help you, just let them go. Your cultivation is too low, and you'll be killed by this thing sooner or later!"

Jiu Xiaoyao had a headache. The four people who stopped him didn't give him any chance at all. He really thought that Helian Xiaoyue's idea was right.

"Girl, give it to me. I'm really doing this for your own good. Your master wants you to live happily. His body is buried at the bottom of Yinglian Lake!"

Murong Ruoxi was stunned when she heard this, and in an instant, the Zixia Jade changed hands.

Murong Ruoxi exclaimed in surprise:

"Master, you are cheating!"

A complicated look flashed across Helian Xiaoyue's tightly furrowed eyes, and there were faint tears in them.

A dim gray light and a condensed white light suddenly emerged between Helian Xiaoyue's hands, and the two lights intertwined with each other.

"Girl, go and take a look at him!"

Under the attack of the three people, Helian Xiaoyue disappeared in the gray-white light.

Murong Ruoxi and the other two's expressions changed drastically, and they looked incredulous!

"Stinky old man, what's going on?"

"The Weng of the Valley of No Return has disappeared. Girl, that thing is in Helian Xiaoyue's hands. It will be beneficial to you. Think about it carefully!"

Jiu Xiaoyao finally got rid of the obstruction because the people from the Shadow Hall withdrew.

Mu Ruolin and Murong Ruoying looked at each other, both with complicated expressions, and left immediately.

Murong Ruoxi stomped her feet in anger!

"Stinky old man, where can we find him?"

"Hey, you, you should go to the bottom of Yinglian Lake first!"

Murong Ruoxi was stunned when she heard this!

"Whether what he said is true or not, you should ask yourself. You know more about them than I do, don't you?"

Murong Ruoxi's body was shaking unconsciously, and she went straight south.

Jiu Xiaoyao glanced back at the small courtyard not far behind him and muttered to himself:

“It’s good to be alive!”