Chapter 52
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Everyone stares at it, only to find that the thing that fell to the ground is actually a tongue.
Muyan Xiu's cold gaze returns from Gong Qian Teng's face, revealing a leisurely smile, only spitting out two words, "Too noisy."
The yellow-clothed old man's complexion changes, gritting his teeth: "Your excellency is really vicious and merciless."
Muyan's fingers pluck the strings again, and the rope binding Lou Beiyu is instantly cut.
At Muyan's side, Xiao Bao rushes out like lightning. In the blink of an eye, he drags the bloodied Lou Beiyu to Muyan's side. He also takes out a draught and feeds it to Lou Beiyu.
Lou Beiyu vaguely opens his eyes, seeing Muyan and Xiao Bao's figures. His eyes can't help but redden, choking with sobs: "Master, little brother, kill me, then run! I don't want to live as a cripple and be humiliated, and I don't want to implicate you … they are people from Jin Hong Men, a famous assassin organization in Yanwu Continent, I don't want to implicate you … "
Bang –!
Xiao Bao punches him, knocking him unconscious. His cold little face impatiently spits out two words: "Too noisy!"
Muyan chuckles, looking at the yellow-clothed old man, unhurriedly saying: "When it comes to being vicious and merciless, how many people would dare to compare with Jin Hong Men? If there's a little dissatisfaction, you'll exterminate an entire family, haven't you done it many times over the years? "
The yellow-clothed old man proudly smiles: "It's good that you know, offending our Jin Hong Men won't end well!"
Muyan hands the zither to Xiao Bao, picks up a sword from the ground, and smiles brightly: "Just in time, this is also what I wanted to say. Offending me won't end well! "
Although the person in front of him has a child, she looks no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.
In the eyes of the yellow-clothed old man, she's just a silly little girl.
If Muyan were to use the zither, he might still be afraid. But this girl wants to defeat him with a sword? Hehe, simply a joke!
"An insignificant little girl dares to threaten this old man, you should know that this old man's cultivation has already reached high Heaven Stage. You have to pay the price for not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth! "
After a short time to drink a cup of tea.
The yellow-clothed old man looks at the sword pointed at his neck, trembling all over, his eyes filled with disbelief: "Impossible, this is impossible! Xiantian … How could you be a Xiantian warrior?! "
Who would believe that a teenage girl was a Xiantian Realm martial artist? Who could believe it?!
How many Precelestial Practitioners are there in total in the Yanwu Continent?
Which one of them wasn't in their seventies or eighties, or even over a hundred years old?!
Gong Qianxue, a twenty-two year old Heaven Grade Martial Artist, was already enough to shock the world, but what if the name of this eighteen year old Precelestial Martial Artist was spread?!
The old man's body shivers. He glances at the corpses of his men lying on the ground and tries his best to maintain his composure: "Our Jin Hong Men is an assassin organization. We have always taken people's money to eliminate disasters. If Miss is willing to show mercy to me, Jin Hong Men will certainly repay Miss's kindness in the future."
"Oh?" Mu Yan curled up the corner of her lips, and said with a smile that was not a smile, "So you're saying, you want to betray your employer and surrender to me?"
"Yes, yes!"
"But what if your employer doesn't agree?" Mu Yan glances at the panic-stricken Gong Qian Teng sitting on the rattan chair.
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