Chapter 2908
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Ma Lan's gaze flashes because of Ya Yun's words. There's a struggle in her eyes, but it eventually becomes unfathomable.
She raises her hand, and the [Solitary Snow and Ice] makes a buzzing sound, floating in front of her.
Her voice is slightly hoarse, as if she's telling Mu Yan, but also convincing herself: "Jun Mu Yan, you shouldn't have come to the Northern Continent. Otherwise, nothing would have changed, nothing would have happened. I don't want to kill you, I just want … I just want everything to go back to how it was before! "
The mournful sound of the zither resounds.
Rays of light emerge from the [Solitary Snow and Ice], slowly interweaving and blending in the sky, turning into a barrier, firmly trapping Mu Yan and the [Rainbow Cloud Carpet] behind her.
Ya Shuang grabs the phoenix head harp and laughs proudly: "Jun Mu Yan, I advise you not to struggle. If you surrender earlier, maybe you can die a happy death … "
Swish –!
A sword light flies out, stopping Ya Shuang's voice abruptly.
She blankly lowers her head, looking at the blood that is constantly shooting out in front of her, her eyes widening little by little.
Finally, she falls down unwillingly.
Mu Yan's face is pale, and the hand holding the sword is trembling. Her voice is lazy and careless: "Who said I'm going to escape?"
The corner of her mouth slowly hooks up into an evil arc: "The principle of my Xiao Yao School has always been that if people don't offend us, we won't offend them. If people offend us, we'll cut the weeds and eliminate the roots. You just wanted to put my fellow apprentices to death. Do you really think that I'll let you go so easily? "
"Ha … won't let us go?!" Ya Yun seems to have heard the funniest joke, "Jun Mu Yan, you're like an arrow at the end of its flight, what qualifications do you have to say that you won't let us go?!"
Mu Yan gives her a meaningful look, and with a wave of her hand, the Tian Mo Qin appears.
Her slender fingers rest on the strings, slowly plucking.
Awooo –!!!
Awooo –!!!
Countless beast-like roars resound from all directions.
The black fog that was just quietly standing around suddenly surges like a wave.
A living corpse bursts out of the black fog, sticking out its black rotten tongue and licking its lips.
The second, the third … the tenth … the hundredth …
The densely packed Walking Corpses seemed to have been summoned, or perhaps they couldn't wait any longer. One by one, they surged out of the black fog.
Countless green eyes stared fixedly at Ya Yun and the others, as if they would pounce on them at any time and tear them into pieces.
The faces of all the Northern Continent cultivators instantly turned pale.
Both the black fog and the living corpses had been as quiet as chickens, to the point that Ya Yun and the others had almost forgotten about their existence.
"Jun Muyan, what, what do you want? Are you going to control the living corpses to kill people? "
"You, do you know that this is something that only a demon would do? Aren't you afraid of being reviled by the world? "
Mu Yan sneered: "Haven't you already pinned the devil's hat on me? Since that's the case, if I don't do some demonic things and solidify my identity, wouldn't I suffer a great loss? "
As she spoke, the sound of the zither rang out.
The zombies, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, immediately roared and rushed forward.
They had long since lost their consciousness and vitality, leaving only the instinct to devour flesh and blood.
In fact, they could no longer be called humans, but shells driven by the Pi poison.
But the sound of Mu Yan's zither gathered their broken and scattered souls in the Unclean Abyss.
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