Chapter 1697
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As he lost more and more of his Immortal Force Source, his cultivation level would also decrease bit by bit.
Gu Youchong had never experienced something like this before. He was scared out of his wits.
In fact, he didn't even notice that the power Chu Moli was using to restrain him was really too weak. In fact, as long as he struggled with all his might, he would be able to break free easily.
Unfortunately, Gu Youchong did not come alone. Behind him was An Guilan.
When An Guilan saw that the situation wasn't right, the silver hammer in her hand suddenly blurted out.
He also let out a furious roar and charged over, crashing into Gu Youchong and Chu Moli.
Chu Moli and Xiaobao, who was in his bosom, were sent flying.
The wheelchair overturned and Chu Moli fell to the ground in a sorry state. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his complexion became even paler.
"Third Martial Uncle!" Xiaobao hugged his body, which was gradually turning cold, with tears in his eyes.
It was all to save him. It was all to save him that the Martial Uncles and Martial Uncles were injured so badly.
When Gu Youchong was saved by his wife, he realized that he did not lose much of his immortal energy source.
Just now, he was actually frightened by a little ant at the stage of fasting, and almost made a fool of himself.
Gu Youchong flew into a rage. A long sword appeared in his hand, and he charged towards Chu Moli with eyes brimming with killing intent.
However, the sword was only an inch away from Chu Mo Li's forehead.
Suddenly, a rapid sound of a zither rang out.
The sound blade flew through the air and smacked the tip of Gu Youchong's sword with a clang, causing his attack to fall to the side.
"Just who is it that dares to obstruct me again and again!!" Gu Youchong turned around angrily.
However, when he saw who it was, he widened his eyes in shock.
Even An Guilan gasped in disbelief.
"You … it's you! The portrait in the Young Master's room! "An Guilan screamed." How are you still alive?! "
Gu Youchong and An Guilan would never forget this woman's appearance even if they were beaten to death.
This was because they had come to the Cultivation Continent for the Magnificent Quicksand's medicinal catalyst.
The young master wanted to use the Magnificent Quicksand to replace another person's appearance and luck.
This person's portrait had always been placed in Leng Qingwan's bedroom.
Leng Qingwan observed it every day, feeling both jealousy and longing.
Even among the Tian Yi Men, there were not many people who had seen this portrait.
However, as Leng Yuexia's trusted aides, Gu Youchong and An Guilan had seen her a few times.
So, when they see Muyan at this time, their shock is simply indescribable.
Didn't Leng Qingwan say that she had already killed this woman in the Yanwu Continent?
But why was she still alive?!
Right, what was the name of the woman in the portrait?!
An Guilan thought about it in a daze. Then, she suddenly recalled Leng Qingwan's hysterical scream.
"Jun Muyan, Jun Muyan, who do you think you are? What right do you have to gain the Emperor's favor!!"
"You bitch! Bitch! Why won't the emperor accept me even after you're dead!?!?"
"Hahahaha, Jun Muyan, I will soon have your looks, and replace your destiny and life. I will marry Di Ming Jue, and become the future Mistress of the Polar Domain!"
An Guilan's eyes widened and her lips trembled.
She suddenly remembered what Li Zupeng had said about the woman with the zither.
Jun, jun … Mu … Yan!!
That Shen Musician successor of Yanwu Continent, Jun Muyan, she … she's actually still alive!!
How was this possible?
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