Zhao Tianxiang, who was surrounded by these women, held a torture instrument and tortured these people while letting out sharp and wanton laughter.

Many people in Moying came from the ghost market's tens of thousands of people.

I have also seen the tragic situation of people being swallowed and controlled by the soul-eating Gu.

But there has never been a scene that shocked and angered them more than the scene before them.

This is no longer the ugliness of human nature, but...

"Zhao Tianxiang is a scumbag and a beast! He deserves to die!" Someone couldn't help but roared with trembling.

This roar woke up Zhao Tianxiang.

He looked over with a pair of misty red eyes and shouted incoherently: "You... who are you, who let you in..."

Suddenly, his voice stopped.

A pair of half-lidded eyes suddenly widened, staring in the direction of the door as if they were demented.

With a slurp, his saliva flowed down.

He even forgot about the pain in his broken leg that had just been repaired, and walked towards the door in a daze.

"Beautiful, so beautiful! I have had so many women, but I have never seen such a beauty. Little beauty, are you here to throw yourself into my arms?"

At the door of the main hall, a girl in green clothes walked in with a guqin in her hands.

The night wind blew her skirt and long hair, and the candlelight in the hall reflected her snow-like skin.

A face that would captivate a country was displayed before Zhao Tianxiang's eyes.

Zhao Tianxiang has abused and defiled countless beauties in his life, but there has never been a woman who can make his heart beat as fast as the girl in front of him, as if the blood in his body is boiling.

Could it be that God was treating him too well?

Seeing that Feng Haitang was taken away from him by his father, he actually gave him one that was a hundred times better than Feng Haitang.

"Little beauty, what's your name? Follow me, I will ensure that you will be popular and drink spicy food in the future..."

Before he finished speaking, a pleasant piano sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

The girl in front of her was plucking the strings with her slender hands. Her snow-white fingertips, against the black sound of the piano, looked particularly breathtaking.

Zhao Tianxiang was indescribably excited at the thought of having such a pair of hands serve him.

He moved his hand towards Muyan's face, but suddenly, he found that his hand could not reach the girl's face.

His body seemed to have become shorter in an instant.

Zhao Tianxiang didn't seem to react. After a while, he lowered his head and looked down.

Then, he saw a scene that shook him to his core.

"Ah...ah! My legs, where are my legs!!"

It's not that his body is shorter, but his legs. His legs have disappeared.

On the ground, there was dripping blood and a few broken bones.

At this time, Zhao Tianxiang finally felt the pain and lay on the ground screaming like a slaughtering pig.

Ruyan sneered, stepped forward and stepped on Zhao Tianxiang's lower body.

Hearing a clicking sound, Zhao Tianxiang's lower body was covered in blood and flesh, and he finally couldn't hold on anymore and fainted.

"Who are you? How dare you speak rudely to our young lady!"

The hall was filled with howls of ghosts and wolves, and soon, all of Zhao Tianxiang's men were killed.

Guan Hu hurried over to report, "Miss, I can't find Boss or Miss Feng anywhere in this house."

Muyan frowned and glanced around.
Chapter completed!