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4360 Heaven's Descending Soldier - Xiaoyaomen II

Han Weijiang was trembling all over and his mind went blank.

He wanted to ask the guards to protect him, but the guards could not protect themselves at this time and had already forgotten about him.

At this moment, Han Weijiang truly felt fear and despair.

Brother, father... where are you?

Save me...save me!

I don't want to die yet!

I don't want to chew and swallow that disgusting thing bit by bit.

However, the ghoul would not listen to his screams and prayers.

They are creatures without intelligence. After breaking free from restraint, they will only follow their instincts and find the most suitable and easiest prey.

As for Han Weijiang, he usually knows how to be lazy and lazy, and he only pretends to be powerful. His cultivation level is accumulated through pills, and his true strength is not as good as even the ordinary first-level Golden Immortal.

"ah--!!"

Seeing the ghoul's scarlet tongue sticking out in front of his eyes, Han Weijiang let out a desperate roar.

However, the next moment, the sound of the piano sounded in Tianmei Palace, and in front of him, an earth wall rose from the ground.

Han Weijiang's eyes widened slightly, looking at the tall figure blocking him, and he couldn't say a word for a moment.

Qin Jiu turned his head and glanced at him, and said angrily: "You saved me once, and I will save you once. It's even...even!"

Junior Sister said that people in Xiaoyao Sect should repay kindness and revenge.

Qin Jiu still remembers that Han Weijiang brought him back to Han Mansion when he was seriously injured.

Although Han Weijiang is very annoying, he must repay the favor of saving his life.

After saying this, Qin Jiu removed the earthen wall without hesitation and came behind Muyan.

Han Weijiang stared blankly at his leaving figure, looking at the ghoul who was pierced by earth thorns and howling but unable to move, and felt mixed emotions in his heart.

I can't tell whether I regret it, feel ashamed, or feel embarrassed.



After Ling Yusheng entered Tianmei Palace, he didn't have time to look around to take a look at the situation.

I saw a figure rushing towards me.

He dodged quickly.

I heard a wailing cry in my ears, "Little Shengsheng, I'm so scared! Those ghouls are so scary, woo woo woo! You hurry up and give me a hug and comfort me!"

Ling Yusheng looked at the crying Yan Zhixu, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Without hesitation, he left him and turned around, coming to Muyan's side.

Yan Zhixu wiped his tears, but did not follow him. Instead, he glanced at Muyan who was playing the piano, his eyes flickered, and the corner of his mouth raised a faint smile.

But soon, the smile disappeared and turned into a pitiful and sad expression again.



Everyone in Xiaoyao Sect saved the people they wanted to save, and then slowly returned to Muyan and Chu Moli.

This just happened in a short moment.

But the entire atmosphere of Tianmei Palace changed drastically after their appearance.

The spiritual cultivators and demonic cultivators who were panicking just now seemed to have found their backbone at this moment.

Unconsciously, he moved closer to the six of them.

Even because they wanted to get closer to the six people, they had to fight and quarrel with each other.

"Gungungun, is it our Demon King Ye who didn't see you playing the piano? Why are you spiritual cultivators joining in the fun?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? These people are obviously using fairy power and spiritual power. What does it have to do with you demons?"

"Master Youyue is with them, they must be demons!"
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