Chapter 596: Murong Xue's identity

Chapter 596 The Identity of Murong Xue

"How about this method?" Xiao Fan smiled. He took Xiao Han into a small secret realm. He believed Xiao Han would be satisfied.

"Third brother!" Xiao Han trembled, and his lips trembled a little, "You are a completely magical method, is this?"

Xiao Han's knowledge was completely overwhelmed. Before, he was only confined to a Xiaocheng. Later, due to the mutation of the battle spirit, his goal became the King of War.

But now, there was a vast small space in which you could still cultivate, which made Xiao Han unacceptable for a while.

"I will put this small secret space in this house. As for the method of opening." Xiao Fan paused, took out the Shura token and said: "Second brother, release your soul power."

"Good." Xiao Han covered the Shura Ling with his soul power without hesitation.

Xiao Fan didn't care. Xiao Han couldn't know the Shura Ling. After a while, Xiao Fan put away the Shura Ling and said with a smile: "Second brother, well, you can try to release your spirit power again."

Xiao Han nodded. The moment he released his soul power, a light door suddenly appeared in the room. In front of the light door, there was still a waterfall, and the mist had penetrated through the light door.

"This is the entrance to the small space of the secret realm. Only your soul power can open it. Each person's soul power aura is different, so you don't have to worry about others being able to open it." Xiao Fan explained, looking at the dumbfounded Xiao Han.

He added another sentence in his heart, saying: "Soul power breath is much more complicated than human fingerprints, and even more complicated than high-tech code locks. Moreover, after this secret is refined by me, no one should do it. If you want to take the initiative, it’s good to be a cage."

"Is it possible to enter now?" Xiao Han was a little excited, preparing to step into the small space of the secret realm.

"Although only you can open the entrance to this space, I also prepared a second key just in case." Xiao Fan shook his head and said a few words in Xiao Han's ear, saying, "Remember? ?"

"Remember." Xiao Han nodded deeply, "Third brother, don't worry, although the second brother doesn't have your talent, he will definitely protect the Xiao family."

"Well, second brother, don't worry, there is no one to deal with me for the time being, but I am afraid of what happens, so I thought of making some preparations in advance." Xiao Fan said.

One thing he didn't say was that he always felt that some bad things would happen soon, so he thought of doing these things.

Xiao Han nodded and said: "By the way, the third one, I think the tunnel still needs to be dug. First, you don't need to expose the small space of the secret realm. Second, if you don't have time to enter the small space, you can also spare it, but this tunnel is deep. Dig a little, and then support it with rocks, even in the Battle Emperor Realm."

"This second brother can figure it out by himself." Xiao Fan nodded and smiled.

"Okay, I'll do it now." Xiao Han turned around to leave, but remembered something, "third brother, what is the name of this small secret space?"

Xiao Fan had never thought of giving a name to the secret realm small space, and said indifferently: "Just call it the Xiao family secret realm."

When Xiao Han left, Xiao Fan was immersed in the soul carving technique again, getting closer and closer to the March period.

"Everything should be arranged, shit, how come I feel like I'm arranging the funeral." Xiao Fan thought for a while, "Bah, good luck, isn't it just a trial to kill the king, what's the matter? scary."

"The son." Suddenly, the voice of the mad wolf came from outside the door.

"Come in." Xiao Fan swept his mind, and three figures were branded in his mind.

The door creaked, Mad Wolf, Yingfeng and Murongxue walked in, Xiao Fan was a little impatient: "What can I do?"

He naturally knew what was going on. Murongxue was injured all over his meridians, and there was also a strange power eating away at his soul sea, apparently coming to him for treatment.

Crazy Wolf and Yingfeng gave Murongxue a look, and Murongxue quickly said: "Sir, Murongxue was offended last time, don't blame it."

"My heart is so big." Xiao Fan stared at the woodcarving in his hand without looking back, and said: "I don't want to worry about your business. I can't afford to provoke my little arms and legs in Yan Luo Mansion."

When he heard the three words Yan Luofu, Murongxue released his murderous intent without any concealment. It was extremely cold.

However, Murongxue was soon suppressed, and respectfully said: "Sir, as long as you cure my injury, I can agree to whatever you ask me to do."

"Even if it's death?" Xiao Fan was slightly surprised, but on the surface it was still incomparable.

In fact, he didn't save Murong Xue, not because of Murong Xue's impolite things that day, but he was considering whether he should make a move. After all, this was related to Yan Luo Mansion, one of the three major killer organizations in the Battle Soul Continent.

"Yes, even if it's dead, Murong won't blink! However, Murong has some things to deal with. After dealing with those things, he will judge himself in front of her husband." Murongxue gritted her teeth and her eyes were extremely firm.

Xiao Fan looked at Murongxue curiously, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, not much older than him, but Murongxue's eyes gave people an extremely vicissitudes of life.

Moreover, he was surrounded by thick blood, which was very complicated. Obviously, he killed a lot of people.

Murong Xue could not be underestimated to be chased by more than a dozen war emperor assassins in Yan Luo Mansion. The most important thing was that he was still suffering from chronic poison, and it was not easy to survive.

"I want to know, what is your relationship with the Murong family in the Nine Heavens Palace? You don't need to answer, but I can choose not to save it." Xiao Fan thought for a while, staring at Murong Xue.

As long as a person lied, his mood would change a little, and Xiao Fan believed his feelings very much.

Murongxue shook her whole body when she heard the words. She looked at Xiao Fan's eyes with some alertness. After a long time, she gritted her teeth and said, "I am the remnant of the Murong family."

"How could it be possible that the Murong family was clearly perished. I heard that one did not stay." The mad wolf cried out in surprise, "Ten years ago, how old were you."

Murongxue clenched her fists, nails embedded in her palms, almost squeezing bleeding.

"I have never heard of the Murong family, how did you know the mad wolf?" Yingfeng asked in confusion.

"I'm just talking about it," Mad Wolf shook his head, obviously not prepared to say anything more.

"I was saved by my enemy, but I want to kill him for revenge. As long as he dies, I will die without regret." Murongxue was murderous, and the surrounding area seemed to have snow falling, and the temperature dropped several degrees.

Xiao Fan and the others were astonished. They were a little confused. Since they wanted to destroy your Murong family, why did they want to save you again?

However, several people could see that Murong Xue had not lied, and that hatred and killing intent was not fake.

"Your enemy is from Yan Luo Mansion?" Xiao Fan frowned.

"It used to be, but not anymore." Murong Xue shook her head, as if someone's figure appeared in her mind.

"The last question, Xiao Jin's mother was killed by those people. I want to know who sent them to kill you." Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, a flash of killing intent in his eyes.

"Jiuxiao Palace, Lei Family!" Murongxue looked at Xiao Fan suspiciously. Does this guy want to avenge a soul beast?

"Lei family? Okay, I'll help you with your questions." Xiao Fan cut the line firmly.

As long as they were not from Yan Luo Mansion, Xiao Fan didn't have too much worry. As for the Lei family, people generally wouldn't leave the holy city.

Now that I know who is behind the killing of Xiaojin's mother, this account can be calculated slowly in the future.