Chapter 51
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The sword in his hand is about to strike for the second time, when suddenly –
In the distance, there's a melodious and sweet sound of a zither.
The sound of the zither is so beautiful, so beautiful that everyone present, including the subordinates of the yellow-clothed old man of Jin Hong Men, as well as Gong Qian Teng's guards and maids, all show an intoxicated expression.
The yellow-clothed old man's heart thumps. He feels something is wrong and wants to sober up.
But his mind is immediately attracted by the sound of the zither. That long, thin, horse-like face shows an intoxicated expression.
When no one is aware, the sound of the zither suddenly changes, from melodious and pleasant to listen to, to impassioned and austere.
Suddenly, a guard picks up a knife and fiercely slashes at his companion.
Blood splatters!
"Kill you! Kill you! "an angry roar resounds in the crowd.
Everyone's face shows a malevolent and distorted expression, as if they are possessed, recklessly slashing at the people around them.
It's not until warm blood splashes on his face that the yellow-clothed old man suddenly comes to his senses.
"All of you stop –!!" A roar containing Heaven Grade Mysterious Energy comes out.
The sound of the zither is interrupted in an instant, and it also makes the crazed people around stop fighting.
Everyone's face shows a confused expression, as if they don't know what they just did.
The yellow-clothed old man's face is very unsightly. He looks in the direction of the sound and coldly says: "Your Excellency's musical attack is so skillful, could it be that you are a brilliant disciple of [Fanyin Palace]? I don't know why you want to oppose my Jin Hong Men?"
Fanyin Palace is the only sect in Yanwu Continent that specializes in musicians.
Because the sound attack just now was too powerful, the yellow-clothed old man guesses that it's a disciple of Fanyin Palace.
Not far away, the figure of a girl in white slowly walks out of the fog.
Her clothes are still stained with blood, her left hand is holding an unremarkable zither, and her right hand is holding a little baby carved from jade.
She obviously doesn't have any makeup on, and her clothes are dirty and messy. But when they see the girl's raised face and that charming and moving color, everyone's eyes are unconsciously attracted, and they even forget to breathe for a moment.
Mu Yan curls up her lips and faintly smiles: "Aren't you looking for me?"
The yellow-clothed old man's pupils suddenly constricted. His gaze moved from Mu Yan's face to Xiao Bao, and dense killing intent flashed in his eyes.
Was this the youngest Heaven-rank Ranker that the Sect Leader had repeatedly urged them to eliminate?
That day, Gong Qianxue's men chased him to the bottom of the cliff, but nothing appeared, not even a drop of blood could be found.
Later, she heard that the one who crippled Gong Qian Teng was a four or five-year-old child. Gong Qianxue immediately thought of the little brat who stole her sacred beast egg.
Because she had something to do, Gong Qianxue had to leave immediately.
That was why he had instructed the yellow-clothed old man to follow Gong Qian Teng, saying that he would avenge him, but in fact, his real purpose was to find the mother and son, kill them, and take back the sacred beast egg.
Seeing Mu Yan and Xiao Bao, Gong Qian Teng screams, "Slut, slut! You're the one who did this to me! Hurry up and capture her, as well as that son of a bitch beside her! I must skin that son of a bitch alive … "
Gong Qian Teng hasn't finished speaking when Mu Yan gently plucks the zither strings.
His mouth suddenly stops in the middle of cursing, and his face fiercely distorts.
Immediately after, there's a clatter, and a red object falls out of his mouth, falling to the ground.
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