Chapter 1182
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It's just that on such a beautiful face, there's a playful and lazy smile, as if she's watching a good show.
Tsk tsk, it seems that the story between Ouyang Qing and Fifth Brother is more interesting than she thought?
No wonder Baili Liuyin's notes mentioned that girls in her era would scream when they see two beautiful men together.
Just now, when she imagined the scene of Ouyang Qing embracing Fifth Brother, she inexplicably felt the wolf's den boiling.
However, just now in the room, when Fifth Brother hugged her, was it Ouyang Qing who she felt the powerful pressure?
But she still feels that something's not quite right.
That kind of hair-raising feeling, that feeling of her heart stopping, could it be the pressure that Ouyang Qing could bring?
But if it wasn't Ouyang Qing, then who could it be?
… …
Seeing that there's nothing to see, Muyan jumps down from the rockery and returns to the room.
As soon as she enters the room, she slightly narrows her eyes, and a cold light flashes through them.
Zhang Zhener's words echo in her mind, that Ouyang Mingzhu and Hua Biyue want to make a move on her.
Heh, it turns out to be this kind of method!
The expression on Muyan's face doesn't change in the slightest, and she leisurely sits down on a chair.
She takes out the Tian Mo Qin from the Space, and her slender hands slowly pluck the strings.
The sound of the qin goes from lingering and mellow at the beginning, gradually becoming resounding and impassioned. From resounding and impassioned, it turns into a weeping and complaining sound.
Heavy breathing gradually comes from several corners of the room.
In the end, someone finally couldn't bear it anymore. He lets out a painful howl, holding his head and rushing out like a madman.
"Aaaah, I can't stand it, I can't stand it!!"
If there's a first, there's a second, a third …
It's not until all the people hiding in the room have run away that Muyan leisurely stops playing the Tian Mo Qin.
The corner of her mouth slowly hooks up into a lazy and charming smile.
With just this bit of skill, they still dare to make a move? Heh!
Muyan stands at the door, looking at the direction in which those people have fled. She claps her hands and is about to enter the room.
Suddenly, she turns around and looks at the rockery where she had just stayed.
The moonlight is like silk, but there's an almost illusory shadow on top of the rockery.
From afar, Muyan can't see the person's appearance clearly. She can only feel a pair of murderous eyes firmly staring at her.
The pressure emitted by this person caused beads of sweat to appear on her forehead, and all the blood in her body seemed to be boiling.
However, not only did Mu Yan not retreat, he even took a step forward. Resisting the heavy pressure, he slowly raised his head and met the pair of wolf-like fierce and ice-cold eyes.
A powerful pressure and divine sense were suddenly released.
The person standing on the rockery clearly did not expect her to have such a reaction. After being stunned for a while, he suddenly turned around and disappeared into the boundless moonlight.
Looking at the empty rockery, Mu Yan frowns slightly.
Who was that person?
His strength was so strong that it made her feel fear and pressure from the bottom of her bones.
Could it be that the pressure in the room came from him?
No, there still seems to be something wrong.
Mu Yan thoughtfully returns to her room and gently fiddles with the zither. She doesn't know what she's thinking, but the corners of her mouth slowly curl up into a faint smile.
…
On the other side, Hua Biyue and Ouyang Mingzhu were so angry that they almost crushed their teeth when they saw the assassin going back like a madman.
Ouyang Mingzhu glared fiercely at Hua Biyue. "Didn't you say that as long as we have these people, it will be foolproof?"
Hua Biyue knew how powerful the people of the Xiaoyao Sect were.
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