Chapter 4308
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Saying that, he turns to look at Muyan: "Junior sister, how do you feel?"
Muyan's whole body is soaked in cold sweat at this time. She has to use all her strength to restrain herself from making strange sounds and trembling violently.
When she heard Chu Moli's nonchalant question, she almost wanted to curse out loud.
"Third brother!" Mu Yan gritted her teeth and said, "Why don't you play the guqin with Han Jiaming again and ask me this question after your junior sister dies from the curse?"
Chu Moli rarely sees this kind of expression on his calm junior sister. He can't help but let out a low laugh.
After laughing, the expression on his face instantly recedes.
He spreads his hands, making a bow and nocking an arrow.
A translucent silver longbow and a black arrow gradually appeared in his hand, which was supposed to be empty.
The tip of the arrow is aimed at Han Jiaming's forehead.
Han Jiaming's eyes widen. He suddenly feels as if a pair of hands are squeezing his heart.
He wants to dodge, he wants to escape.
But his whole body seems to be bound by an invisible force, and he can't move at all.
A drop of cold sweat slips down Han Jiaming's forehead.
At the same time, whoosh –!
The arrow flies out and hits Han Jiaming between the eyebrows.
Han Jiaming's body shakes violently. His face is deathly pale, and his whole body is frozen like a statue.
The runes and red light that were originally flickering in the room completely disappear after the arrow pierced through Han Jiaming's body.
Chu Moli loosens his hand and the silver bow disappears. He spits out a mouthful of blood.
Muyan's movements are also very fast.
After the runes disappear, the burning feeling in her body also disappears.
She immediately takes out the Tian Mo Qin and plucks the strings.
As the sound of the zither lingers in the room, Chu Moli's deathly pale face finally regains some vitality.
The Imperial Minister looks at Chu Moli, then at Muyan. His eyes are filled with shock and admiration.
What kind of sect is the Xiaoyao School?
It's not enough to have a monstrous talent like Chu Moli. The others are also more frightening than the last.
The sound of the zither slowly turns into the sound of flowing water, and finally disappears.
Muyan exhales and puts away the Tian Mo Qin. She walks over to Chu Moli and grabs his wrist.
After confirming that Chu Moli's body could still hold on, she heaved a sigh of relief.
Then, his attention fell on Han Jiaming. "What's wrong with him? Is he stupid or dead? "
From the moment Chu Moli's arrow hit him, Han Jiaming had been standing rigidly on the spot.
His entire person was like a stone statue, without the slightest fluctuation of breath.
But if he was dead, it didn't look like it.
Chu Moli coughed lightly, then said indifferently, "I was just turned into a puppet by the backlash from the [Lovesickness Demonic Love Curse]."
He was alive, but it was worse than being dead.
From then on, he could only listen to his master's orders like a walking corpse.
Without the master's order, the flesh would rot and die.
Mu Yan slightly inhales a breath.
She did not sympathize with Han Jiaming, but she was shocked by Han Jiaming's master's methods.
His subordinates would either succeed or become puppets.
How heartless and vicious was this?
Suddenly, Chu Moli's voice paused, and he let out a soft "eh?"
Suddenly, a shadow appeared beside Han Jiaming's statue-like body.
That shadow looked exactly the same as Han Jiaming.
Mu Yan's pupils shrink, "A doppelganger?"
"No!" Chu Moli faintly said, "He forcibly separated a part of his soul."
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