Chapter 83 Fate
Chi Chi laughter sounded from behind, and the girl with red lips like fire did not hide her contempt on her face, and her flowers trembled with laughter.
While covering her lips and smiling, she raised her voice and said, "Ah Han, it's better to let her go. After all, she voluntarily."
Mu Wushuang just smiled and didn't speak.
Lan Tinghan frowned slightly, looking very confused. He said: "Ah Qiong, you know that this will not please me. What are you going to do?" As
expected of Lan Tinghan, she is much more thoughtful than that young lady who has no brains.
Mu Wushuang was still smiling, and her face remained bright and bright: "Didn't you enter the Huangchuanze this time to conquer me? Now I want to do what you want, but you are not happy."
After she finished speaking, she sighed. With a sigh of relief, there was a little tranquility in his expression: "Lan Tinghan, after all, I am from the Mu family. It is not my original wish to cultivate a demon body. Now that I want to die under your hands, it is a well-deserved death for me." After the
words fell, the face of the young man of Zhilan Yushu in front of him It was white for a moment, the lips were tightly pursed, and the eyes looking at Mu Wushuang were extremely complicated.
Mu Wushuang heard his breathing. It stands to reason that she shouldn't be able to hear it so clearly as her cultivation base has plummeted now.
Unless Lan Tinghan's mood fluctuated greatly, and his breathing fluctuated so violently.
The sound from the phantom formation continued to ring in people's ears, and no one moved or spoke in the formation, showing a strange silence.
After a while, Lan Tinghan's eyelashes twitched, and he opened his mouth as if it was very difficult: "Do you really think that I am here to kill you?"
He said each word with a very clear pronunciation, so he spoke very slowly.
The final sound of the word "you" has not yet landed, and a sharp cold light has arrived in front of him.
Everyone present did not expect that Mu Wushuang, whose cultivation base was only Bai Dan, dared to attack first.
Qingji's eyes froze. He shot faster than he reacted, almost at the moment Mu Wushuang left, a majestic golden light had already reached Mu Wushuang's back!
Mu Wushuang took this hard blow, and suddenly became unstable, with a strong smell of rust on his lips.
But after a stagger, she straightened her back extremely, and continued her hand movements without any delay.
Her attack just now was because she saw the right moment, and by taking advantage of the concealment effect of the phantom array, she decisively threw a strand of soul-binding silk and wrapped it around Lan Tinghan's neck.
In a short time, the silk thread has twisted into a knot, which is especially abrupt on the young man's slender and smooth neck.
And Lan Tinghan just looked at her fixedly, his eyes were full of light, but he didn't move a single bit.
After Mu Wushuang neatly bound the silk thread on his body, he turned his head and spit out a mouthful of black blood.
Although Qingji's move showed mercy, it almost broke her heart.
But to be honest, exchanging this blow for this tie is really a bargain.
Mu Wushuang raised her head and met Shang Lan Tinghan's eyes expressionlessly.
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After a life-long private appointment with the former Domon Lord
FantasyMu Wushuang was originally the number one Dharma cultivator of the righteous way. In a sudden demon-killing accident, Mu Wushuang woke up after being seriously injured, and was actually on the golden dragon couch surrounded by demonic energy. ...