Chapter 4309
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The tearing and cutting of the physical body is already so painful that one would rather die.
And the pain of the separation and cutting of the soul is only a thousand times worse than the pain of the physical body.
Chu Moli's eyes reveal a bit of admiration, "At the crucial moment, he's ruthless towards himself. Junior sister, this person is quite interesting. He has something in common with Li Weiran."
Because it's a remnant soul, Han Jiaming's figure is very faint.
His gaze sweeps over Chu Moli, a deep fear in the bottom of his eyes.
Only when it falls on Muyan does he speak in a low, hoarse voice: "Jun Muyan, we will meet again. One day, I will take back what the Kamikaze Sect owes my Han family. "
Saying that, Han Jiaming's figure becomes fainter and fainter, about to disappear.
However, at this moment, a dark red flame suddenly sprang up from the ground, directly engulfing Han Jiaming's remnant soul.
"Ahhhhh –!!"
A mournful and despairing scream, making one's scalp go numb.
Before Muyan could react, Han Jiaming, who was just praised by Chu Moli, has already been burned to ashes.
Muyan can't come back to her senses for a while.
Third senior brother was just praising Han Jiaming for being ruthless!
She had also prepared herself that she definitely wouldn't be able to catch or kill Han Jiaming this time.
Who would have thought that the remnant soul that had just said those harsh words would be completely burned in the next moment.
So, Han Jiaming was completely burned to death?
She had already prepared herself that the next time they met, this person would make all kinds of obstacles for her.
In the end, the person's soul flew away and scattered like a feather.
Also, the dark-red flame that had just appeared seemed a little familiar.
The next moment, she hears a familiar voice in the night sky.
"Long time no see, Chu Moli, has your eyesight really gotten worse and worse?"
"You can also see that this kind of thing is similar to me?"
White clothes like snow, black hair like a waterfall.
A bright red ribbon covers his eyes, glaring and gorgeous.
Under the night sky, the man in white slowly lands on the ground. His "gaze" seems to be smiling yet not smiling, sweeping over Chu Moli with ridicule, then falling on Muyan.
His thin lips slowly hooked up into a happy arc: "Jun Muyan, you really didn't die!"
Seeing the person, Muyan is also surprised for a moment: "Li Weiran, why are you here?"
And how did this guy get in?
There was a barrier above the Hidden Abyss, and it was impossible for anyone to enter without alerting Elder Min Wei and the others.
Li Weiran's youthful face revealed a pleased expression. "I saw Yaliangchen's summon in Tianguang Ruins and guessed that it was you, so I specially rushed over to see if you were still alive!"
Mu Yan stares blankly.
This was the second time Li Weiran had repeated, "She's not dead" and "She's still alive".
Mu Yan looks at him curiously: "Why do you think I'm dead?"
Suddenly, her expression changed. "Could it be that the Heart-piercing Life-prolonging Curse in your body is acting up? Did something happen to Xiaobao? "
Li Weiran was taken aback by her question. Then, he smiled and said, "No, that kid is fine!"
His cultivation progresses by leaps and bounds, so when he remembers that this is Di Ming Jue's son, his heart is particularly unhappy.
After confirming that Xiaobao was fine, she heaved a sigh of relief.
However, he couldn't help but repeat his question.
Li Weiran brushes away the red satin on his eyes and said indifferently: "Nothing much, I just heard someone mention it, so I wanted to verify it. But I guess you won't die so easily. Even I couldn't kill you back then, so what qualifications do others have to kill you? If you died so simply, how could you still be Jun Muyan? "
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