On the ground not far away, two female corpses were lying.

The two female corpses died miserably, their clothes were torn to pieces and there were many stains on their bodies.

It is conceivable that they must have suffered great humiliation before their death.

"Haha, Ling Yun, you little beast actually dare to come here..." At this time, Yang Zheng's loud laughter rang out.

Before he finished speaking, his neck seemed to be pinched by someone, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"Yang Zheng, Yang Zhao, you really deserve to die!"

Ling Yun stared at Yang Zheng and Yang Zhao fiercely.

The look in his eyes was extremely terrifying.

After Yang Zheng touched his gaze, he felt his scalp numb and the fear in his heart was awakened again.

For a moment, he felt as if he had fallen back into a nightmare and fallen into an abyss.

"It's you who deserves to die."

Yang Zhao snorted coldly, "You little beast, we have already set up a large formation on this mountain.

After you went up the mountain, we sealed off the space. Even if the Meng family received the news, they would not be able to rescue you again.
Chapter completed!