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3187 Jun Muyan! You provoke the little white face again

What Muyan said was not a question, but a firm affirmation.

The young man on the hill slowly turned his head, and his eyes under the red silk ribbon seemed to be looking at her, but at the same time they seemed not to be looking at anything.

Her thin lips curved slightly, "Jun Muyan, after playing with you in the gravel hill for so long, I almost forgot that I came to kill you. Just now, why didn't you agree to my stay?

What about in the gravel hill? Maybe you can live longer?"

The young man's slender fingers plucked the Tianmo Qin.

Tianmoqin didn't give him any response and made an unpleasant noise.

Li Weiran chuckled softly: "But, I still can't seem to be cruel enough to kill you Muyan myself! So, I had to confiscate your most important weapon and let people like Kaishan Sect do it for me."

Li Weiran's last words were transmitted to her ears through a secret voice: "But don't worry, Muyan. You are the most interesting woman I have ever met in my life. These dirty garbage will kill you."

In the end, I will definitely cut them into pieces and avenge you. From now on, I will always leave a place for you in my heart. Muyan, are you happy?"

Happy, your sister! Happy!

Muyan looked at this pervert coldly and said nothing.

When she first met Li Weiran, she had indeed been wary and vigilant.

But slowly, Li Weiran no longer showed any aggression.

And the vaguely familiar aura on his body made Muyan unknowingly relax her vigilance.

She really forgot that this boy was full of malice towards her from the beginning to the end.

Now that there is a wolf in front of her and a tiger behind her, I'm afraid she will be in trouble.

"Damn it, Jun Muyan! Where did you provoke this pretty boy again!!"

Qihuang's furious voice rang in his ears, "You idiot woman, I haven't looked at you for a month, and yet you're out attracting bees and butterflies again... This pretty boy can't even compare to that trash Luo Yunxiao.

What do you see in him?"

Muyan: "..."

Qi Xiaohuang, please forgive me, my ancestor!

Now my life and death are at stake, and you actually only care about me provoking the pretty boy or not?!

"Can you get the Tianmo Qin back for me?"

Qihuang snorted coldly: "Of course... Hey! Damn!... Who is this kid? Why is the spiritual connection between me and Tianmoqin isolated?!"

Muyan's heart skipped a beat and her brows furrowed tightly.

While Qihuang was speaking, the members of the Kaishan Sect and their summoned beasts were approaching menacingly.

Now she doesn't have the Tianmo Qin, and she has Li Weiran watching her.

It can almost be said to be a desperate situation where death is inevitable.

But in such a desperate situation, Muyan was inspired to be rebellious in her heart.

She sneered, her eyes swept across everyone in the Founding Sect, and finally landed on the young man in white, "If you want me to die! How about we all die together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crystal clear Qijue Sword slowly appeared.

The luster flows on the sword.

Between the sky and the earth, little stars shine like fireflies, moving closer to the Qijue Sword.

Gradually they converge into a beautiful winding galaxy.

Li Weiran's back straightened suddenly, and all the contented expressions on his face became stiff.

Even with his eyes covered, you can still see how shocked he looked at this time.

He just opened his eyes wide, looking through the blood-like red silk.
Chapter completed!
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