"Boss, I've never been shy about men and women, why don't you let me have a good taste of him before peeling off his skin!"
The voices coming from inside were all rough and hoarse, with a bit of ferocious and evil taste.
Moreover, the voice seemed familiar.
With a light tap on Muyan's feet, her whole body lightly landed on the beam like a feather.
Soon, the scene in the temple came into view.
No wonder she found the voice familiar.
It turned out that these people who spoke were the [Blood Hand Jackal] who had taken them as prey before entering the secret realm.
When Muyan was on the outskirts of the secret realm, she cleared away a wave of [Blood Hand Jackals] who were eyeing Li Xiuxiu.
But the group who didn't have eyes to provoke them at the beginning have never met.
Unexpectedly, these wolves were actually trapped in the Broken Soul Forest.
As for the people surrounded by these blood-handed wolves, it was naturally Qin Qingye who wanted to help them back then.
Qin Qingye had many wounds on his body at this time, his face was pale and panicked.
Hearing the words of several people, his face changed drastically.
He didn't even want to raise the sword in his hand to kill himself.
It's a pity that each of these blood-handed wolves has extremely high cultivation and rich experience.
So before he could move, a stone bullet shot out, knocking his long sword to the ground.
"Boy, I advise you to be obedient and let me have a good time, maybe when I peel the skin later, my hands can be faster, and I promise to peel off a complete skin for you."
Qin Qingye turned around and wanted to run, but the other jackals were already waiting there.
Immediately swarmed up, held down his hands and feet, and pressed him to the ground.
"Bastards, you bastards, let me go!! I must kill you!"
A pimple-faced man loosened his belt, licked his lips, and made an excited voice: "Screw, scream, the louder you scream, the more excited I am!"
Just when the jackal was about to raise his gun to go into battle, a silver light flashed in front of his eyes.
Suddenly, a burst of indescribable pain came from his lifeblood.
"Ah!!"
For a man, a small wound in that place is an unbearable pain.
What's more, this person's lower body was a bloody mess.
Immediately fell to the ground, curled up like a shrimp, unable to make any sound except howling and convulsing.
"who?!!"
"Those who dare to hurt my blood-handed jackal are impatient!"
The dilapidated gate of the temple suddenly fell apart.
Muyan, Leng Yumo and Luo Yu three figures appeared at the door.
Holding the Qijue Sword in her hand, Muyan said expressionlessly: "It's just right, I'm getting very impatient when I enter this ghost place. Then let's make a quick decision!"
Seeing the three of them, everyone in the temple was taken aback.
Especially Qin Qingye, looked at them in surprise, and murmured after a while: "Yes, it's you? You... how did you enter the Broken Soul Forest?"
The cultivation of Muyan and the others, no matter how you look at it, is only at the first level of Nascent Soul.
Such a low-level monk, even if he managed to survive in the Mystic Cymbidium, would usually only stay on the outskirts of the Mystic Realm.
But now, these three people have not only entered the core area, but even entered the most dangerous Broken Soul Forest in the entire secret realm
The bloody wolves obviously recognized them too.
The expression on the head of the burly man gradually changed from fright and anger to greed and excitement.
He fixed his eyes on Muyan, and said quietly: "Little beauty, I wanted to find you when I entered the secret realm, but I didn't expect you to come to the door by yourself."