At this time, the bone-white hand was holding a red rope.

The other end of the rope tied the five people from Xiaoyaomen tightly and hung them in the air.

And the red eyes on that ferocious face were falling on Muyan and Chu Moli.

"Your Highness Princess, it's a pity that our first meeting was in such a situation."

"Wen Zhe's" voice was rough and hoarse, extremely unpleasant to listen to.

But the tone of his words was unusually gentle and elegant, with a hint of aloofness and aloofness inherent in him.

This is by no means "Wen Zhe".

Muyan's hands suddenly tightened to suppress the trembling of her body.

She could feel the pressure emanating from "Wen Zhe" at this moment.

It was a kind of coercion that could destroy the world and make people fear and tremble from the bottom of their hearts.

Judging from this coercion alone, this person is at least as powerful as Jun Shitian and Di Ming Jue.

She dug her fingernails into her palms, and after a long while she said in a steady voice: "Your Excellency...who are you? You have such a high level of cultivation, but you still have to hide your head and tail. Isn't it a bit boring?"

"Hahaha... cluck..."

Because there are no upper and lower lips, only the teeth are exposed and stained with blood.

So when he smiled, his upper and lower teeth chattered, making a creepy gurgling sound.

After he finished laughing, he said: "As expected of you..." Kagura Master, "Facing my pressure, you can still speak so calmly. I'm afraid there are not many people in the entire Cultivation Continent."

The word "Kamagura Master" was in his mouth.

But it was transmitted to Muyan’s ears with his spiritual consciousness.

Muyan was not surprised either.

She was desperate to use so many skills as a Kagura Master in front of people today, and she was already prepared for someone to discover her identity as the Kagura Master's successor.

What's more, Han Jiaming already knew that she was a divine musician.

Then will Han Jiaming’s master still not know about it?

"Wen Zhe" didn't look at her again, but turned his attention to Chu Moli.

The crimson eyes were rolling in a gurgling manner, and the dull sound was heard again, as if it was deliberately vibrating the Adam's apple: "Your name is Chu Moli? What does Li Jia have to do with you?"

Chu Moli's complexion was now even paler than Muyan's.

His hands resting on the armrests of his wheelchair were trembling uncontrollably.

The blood all over his body rushed to the heart, making his hands and feet feel cold and numb, but his heart seemed to explode.

However, even under such pain, the look on Chu Moli's face was still so careless.

He raised the corners of his lips and chuckled: "If you ask about Li Jia's relationship with me, it proves that you are not from Li Jia. In this way, I am a little curious..."

"Since you don't have the [Lijia] bloodline, it proves that you should not be able to use high-level spells. So where did your [curse power] come from?"

As soon as Chu Moli said these words, his neck was suddenly strangled by the bones of his neck and lifted up high.

"Third Senior Brother!!"

The hand that grabbed his throat cut off the inhalation of air, causing Chu Moli's pale face to suddenly turn blue.

There was also a cracking sound coming from his neck, as if he would be crushed directly in the next moment.

But Chu Moli laughed softly, "So... you... took away the [Yin-Yang Bone] from others to... have the ability to cast high-level spells. However, you have to take away the [Yin-Yang Bone]
Chapter completed!