Chapter 828
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He murmurs, "Tian Yi Men, Leng Qingwan is nothing … as long as I become the successor of the Shen Musicians, I can also obtain the Emperor's love … I can also obtain everything … haha … hahaha …"
Furong laughed wildly.
He simply doesn't notice that the Tian Mo Qin in his hand is flashing with a seven-colored radiance.
Immediately, it transformed into a translucent longsword and pierced through Hibiscus's body.
"Ah — —!!" Hibiscus let out a blood-curdling scream.
The Seven Absolutes Sword flies back to Mu Yan, turns back into the Tian Mo Qin, and then disappears into Mu Yan's body.
She staggered to her feet.
This time, it was her turn to look down at Furong. "Didn't anyone teach you not to touch other people's things?"
If he moved, he would have to pay a heavy price!
A bloody hole appeared in Hibiscus's chest.
Just like Elder Qi, there was nothing there. His heart had exploded.
She unwaveringly glares at Mu Yan, her voice hoarse and broken, "How could it be … you're just a mortal … how could it be …"
The last breath was stuck in her throat, and Hibiscus completely stopped breathing.
Mu Yan let out a long sigh. All the pain and powerlessness in her body surged up in an instant.
She had used up almost all of her energy in this battle.
If it weren't for the restrictions of the Yanwu Continent, it could be said that she has no chance of winning against these people who are far more powerful than her.
But no matter what, she had won now.
Mu Yan takes out the Elixir and puts it in her mouth.
Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.
In the night sky of the Wuwang Mountains, a strong wind suddenly blew.
Muyan raises her head and sees that the originally pitch-black horizon has been dug out by someone at some unknown time.
The whirlpool in the cave surged as if it was connected to another world.
Then, three figures flashed out of the cave.
The leader of the group was a masked woman whose entire body was snow white.
His entire body exuded an arrogant and cold temperament.
Behind her stood two maidservants, one dressed in blue and the other in green.
"Useless thing, you can't even deal with a lowly b * tch, and even the Young Master has to personally take action!"
Ling Lan glanced at Furong's corpse in disgust. "And she even dared to draw a portrait of the Monarch. She died just like that. She really got off lightly."
Leng Qingwan's gaze falls on Muyan.
He was aloof, cold, and disdainful, and he seemed like he was looking at an ant that he could crush at any moment.
"Jun Muyan, do you think that if you can climb onto God Monarch's bed, you will definitely be able to soar into the sky and be blessed with glory?"
Muyan raises her eyes to look at Leng Qingwan.
She couldn't even stand steadily and could faint at any time.
However, there was no trace of fear on her face. Instead, the corners of her mouth curled up to reveal a mocking smile. "So, you're that self-delusional fiancée!"
Leng Qingwan's eyes flashed with a strong killing intent, but soon after, it turned into a condescending pity, "Death is near at hand, but your courage is not small. No wonder you would shamelessly seduce Monarch."
"However, you're still a bastard. In my eyes, your life is worth less than an ant's. If I want to kill you now, it might be easier than killing an ant. You should be very clear about this. "
Leng Qingwan chuckled, "But don't worry, I won't kill you yet."
"In reality, the Moon Spiritual Root in your body is rarely seen in this world. Furthermore, you are born with such a foxy and seductive nature. If I were to give you to some influential person who likes to cultivate in demonic arts, I believe it would not be a bad idea."
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