Chapter 4310
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Mu Yan's mouth twitched. This guy still has the cheek to say that?
How much trouble did he give her?
He almost killed Di Ming Jue.
But this guy was too strong. Mu Yan admitted that she couldn't beat him.
She could only swallow her anger and ask, "Who told you that I died?"
Li Weiran's gaze swept over the two people in front of him through the red silk covering his eyes. His lips curled into a meaningful smile, then he slowly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't want to tell you this!"
Chu Moli, who had been silent all this time, raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Didn't want to tell us? So, the person who killed Junior Sister is related to her, and also to me? "
Li Weiran's cunning and excited expression froze, and he looked at Chu Moli unhappily.
There was someone in this world who was almost demonic, but had a similar temperament to him. It was really too boring.
Li Weiran suddenly raised his hand and threw a lump of flesh on the ground.
Mu Yan was startled. When she saw the only intact face on the lump of flesh, she immediately showed an astonished expression.
This was the Demon Servant who led her to the [Little Cursed Place].
Mu Yan was just fighting with Han Jiaming in the room, trying to get information out of him.
He had long forgotten about this small fry at the back of his mind.
She didn't expect that this person would be caught by Li Weiran.
The bodies of the Demon Race were different from human cultivators. As long as the Demon Core was intact, even if the body was tortured to pieces, they wouldn't die.
But they would suffer from hellish pain.
Right now, this Demon Servant was clearly tortured to the point where his mind wasn't clear.
He kept shouting, "Kill me … I beg you, kill me … don't torture me anymore … I can't say, I really can't say anything …"
Mu Yan slowly raised her head to look at Li Weiran.
Li Weiran immediately straightened his back, like a child seeking praise, looking at her with a burning gaze.
Even through the red silk, he could feel the passionate gaze.
But in the next moment, he heard Mu Yan's expressionless voice, "So, when I was fighting with Han Jiaming in the [Little Cursed Place], you were watching the show with relish?"
Li Weiran's expression froze again. He coughed lightly and reached out to touch the bridge of his nose.
"Not really … with relish, right?"
Well, in fact, he was quite interested in watching it.
Of course, the premise of his interest is that he knows that a mere Han Jiaming wouldn't be able to hurt Muyan.
If Jun Muyan was so easy to deal with, how could it be his, Han Jiaming's turn?
At that time, Chu Moli was quietly waiting not far away.
Han Jiaming thought that even if Di Ming Jue and Jun Shitian came, they would still be powerless.
Jun Muyan, who was already trapped in the [Little Cursed Land], was being toyed with by him.
Little did they know that under normal circumstances, even if Mu Yan and Chu Moli joined hands, they still might not be a match for Han Jiaming, this hidden peak stage Immortal King.
However, it was precisely because he was in the [Little Cursed Land] that Chu Moli was invincible.
Even though he had once been completely powerless against Chu Mo Li.
Let alone Han Jiaming who couldn't even master [Curse Force]?
Li Weiran probably had these thoughts in his mind at that time.
But he didn't think too deeply about it.
Then, he watched the show with great interest.
In his mind, he's even fantasizing that if he were to act as a hero and save the beauty in a moment of imminent peril, would he be able to make Muyan abandon Di Ming Jue and come to his embrace?
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