Mo Junlan touched the bamboo flute in his hand, his eyes suddenly became a little gloomy, and then he played a musical fantasy song with the bamboo flute.
This is what Mo Junlan practiced when he was in the Immortal Realm. He can not only create illusions with rhythms, but also attack people's souls.
As the flute sounded, Lin Jian and Yang Siting also became flustered.
"Who's here?" Lin Jian shouted sharply while getting dressed.
However, the flute sound played by Mo Junlan seemed to be coming from all directions. Even Lin Jian couldn't find the real source of the sound.
Yang Siting was also a little flustered in her heart, after all, if their affair was spread out, both she and Lin Jian would be discredited.
Lin Jian's eyes flickered for a while, and then he said, "I don't know which fellow Daoist is here? Please come out and let the old man meet."
Mo Junlan raised his eyebrows lightly, but still did not speak, but continued to play the flute.
Just when Lin Jian and Yang Siting felt impatient, the environment in their eyes suddenly changed.
Mo Junlan added the soul control technique to the flute sound.
After a while, Yang Siting and Lin Jian's expressions became a little confused, their eyes were blank, and then they began to take off each other's clothes, and their bodies continued to be joined together.
After a while, Lin Jian and Yang Siting actually pinched each other's necks, but neither of them used their spiritual power.
Mo Junlan looked at them coldly, and he didn't leave until they were all dead.
Looking at the already dark sky, Mo Junlan couldn't help squinting his eyes and hooking his lips, "Tomorrow is a good day."
In his previous life, he died here tonight.
But in this life, he has already avenged him in the previous life.
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At the same time, the bodies of Lin Feifei, Lin Li, Lin Hui and Zhao Pao were also brought back.
The news of the deaths of several of them immediately attracted the attention of many people in the Lin Mansion.
Especially Lin Feifei, she is the direct line of the Lin family, and her status among the younger generation of the Lin family is relatively high.
However, Mo Junlan was sitting cross-legged in the room at this time, trying to forcibly break through the formation on his face.
Mo Junlan's body glowed with a faint light, he pursed his lips, his long eyelashes trembled a few times, and then, a mouthful of blood suddenly spit out from his mouth.
At the same time, Mo Junlan also opened his eyes.
"Master, is your body okay?" Ling Xiao's voice suddenly sounded from Mo Junlan's mind.
"I'm fine." Mo Junlan's eyes were dark, his face was ugly, he gritted his teeth and said, "I just don't know which bastard engraved this damn formation on me?"
"Master, the formation on your face has already broken through half, why don't you take a look in the mirror first." Ling Xiao said again.
Mo Junlan took a deep breath, then stood up slowly, and then walked to the mirror.
"There is only a black burst print left." Mo Junlan looked at the left side of his face, raised his eyebrows, and curled his lips, "This face looks pretty good."
"As long as the master likes it." Ling Xiao's voice contained a hint of a smile.
"My little Xiao'er is the best." The corner of Mo Junlan's mouth curved slightly, and he said with a light smile, "Anything from the Lin family and Lin Lan, they should all go away."
"Master, do you want to kill everyone in the Lin family?" Ling Xiao's tone was very indifferent.
"I only kill people who have insulted me." Mo Junlan said indifferently, "killing innocent people indiscriminately is not my style."