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He was also killed when he took shelter.
It can also be seen from the account that its strength cannot be underestimated.
Mu Yun's brows were wrinkled, and she was naturally unwilling to ask for death until the critical moment.
But the current situation seems to be a dead end, and it is almost impossible to break the game with her strength.
"Forget it"
Thinking of Shimo, Mu Yan sighed softly, and simply gave up resistance.
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As long as you are still alive, there is still hope.
If she was just an orphan, it wouldn't matter if she fell to the ground, but seeing Mu Yan gave up her resistance, the sneer on Zhuo Ling's face was even worse. Fangfo had already seen that he had successfully captured Mu Yan and went to find Zuo Wu's ancestor to ask for benefits. A very important scene.
"You don't have to worry about these mirror cuffs and headbands. If you wear them softly, you can still suffer from some flesh and blood."
She closed the shadow quickly... When she returned, she threw the purple-gold cuffs and headband that she had transformed into before Mu Yan.
The rest of Xiying looked indifferently and shyly by the side to prevent Mu Yan from doing other things.
Mu Yun felt a little humiliated in her heart, but in order to survive, she had no choice but to lower her head to handcuff the mirror and headband, pick it up and put it on.
"Haha, it's good for you to be alive, but you are worth the money when you die.
"Dare to kill my cousin, but you have to pay the price, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred of the ancestors."
Seeing this admiration, Zhuo Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief and laughed too much.
Then, her arm shook, and she lost Mu Yan, whose cultivation base imprisoned her spirit, and was immediately held by her, turning into a streamer and leaving the place.
Its golden figure also followed and disappeared quickly.
"Ms. Zhuo Ling, Zuo Wu's ancestors told me before that after I catch this person, I will first investigate his identity and origin."
"Ancestor Zhuowu is worried. There may be someone of the same level behind this woman who is helping to calculate that the killing intent that Ancestor Zhuowu locked on her seems to have been resolved by someone.
Zhuo Ling was in a happy mood and planned to bring people back to the clan, while the other oil clan people around her were a little worried and stepped forward and said.
Hearing this, Zhuo Ling frowned and glanced at Mu Yan who was being led by her.
Mu Yan was dressed in coarse cloth, and her appearance seemed to be beautiful and bright, but she still had a fairy-like charm that was hard to hit with her brows.
Even in this situation, he did not panic and seemed very calm.
This attitude is not like an ordinary person.
The most important point is that Mu Yan's strength is only comparable to the Xixian level, but he can kill one of the most powerful Tianjiao of the Zhuo clan.
If it is said that she has no power to support or strong teaching after her death, Zhuo Ling will not believe it.
"Regardless of these origins, the old ancestor Zhuowu will explore the chapters and even if there is someone behind her who is helping her, he will not have the courage to show up on the territory of my Zhuo clan.
Zhuo Ling shook his head, dispelling his worries.
Rusi is the same level as the old ancestor of Zhuowu. Once he appears in the painting city of the Zhuo clan, he will definitely be noticed by the Zhuo clan.
Moreover, the fate of doing so is not something that everyone in the office can afford.
Hearing these people's conversations: Mu Yan's eyes flashed a trace of doubt and confusion.
The killing intent of the elder of the turbid clan did not disappear after exhaustion, but someone was helping her to resolve it?
Who would that be?
Which clan is Caofei?
"Are they still paying attention to me? Or brother?"
Thinking of this, Mu Yan's eyes suddenly flashed with some kind of hope.
At the same time, in the ancient city of Gufeng, in the magnificent halls of Xian Miao and Ling Zhen Liu.
Many elders of the various lineages of the Zhuo clan rushed to gather here and took their seats in order.
The master of this hall is extremely vast: the interior is self-contained: it is like a real world.
Birds and flowers are fragrant, the fairy is wet and falling, the purple thunder surrounds the mountain, the green vines are surrounded by the lake not far away, and the ancient peaks Cangyue are dotted, just like a real fairyland.
One after another, the big stars sprinkled magnificent brilliance around the top of the head.
Many young people of the Zhuo clan, and the arrogance of the middle and young generation, followed behind the elders and came to the banquet together, sitting quietly at the back of the seat.
And in the middle, there are many beautiful women of the turbid clan, singing and dancing slowly, with rare spiritual fruits to look at. Wear presses between seats. Like a butterfly stock is always pleasing to the eye.
Judging from the many arrangements and etiquette, this greeting from the Oil Clan must have been deliberate.
Even the murderous man like the White Bone Ancestor nodded secretly, and then he drank himself and chose some Xianyi with his mouth to eat at will.
Gu Changge's attitude is even more casual, and he doesn't need to say anything more from the master, as if he regards this place as his own home.
However, in the eyes of many turbid clansmen, his appearance is more like a random person who doesn't take the turbid clan in his eyes.
It seems to be bought in his eye worm, all races in this world are strong or weak, in fact, they are all the same, and will not cause any waves
It is as if in the eyes of the immortals, there is no difference between mortals and insects and stones at their feet.
This even made the people of the turbid clan speculate that Gu Changge's origin was beyond imagination.
Gu Changge's slender fingers held the lid of the cup and sipped lightly while chatting with Zhuo Fengxie.
And the Linghuang next to him filled it up at the right time.
She will also peel off the skins of some skinned fairy fruits with her crystal-like, slender and flawless jade fingers.
This casual
His appearance made many young people of the turbid race straighten their eyes.
