Muyan spat out a mouthful of blood, couldn't hold on any longer, and fell limply to the ground.
Before losing consciousness, she heard Leng Yumo's exclamation.
A distant and indistinct male voice was also heard.
It seemed to be Qihuang's voice, and it seemed to be the voice of the little uncle.
Intermittent, intermittent: "... Ten Jue Formation... It turned out to be [Ten Thousand Caves Ten Jue Formation]... Oops..."
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"Little Junior Sister!" Leng Yumo rushed over and hugged Muyan.
Seeing Muyan's pale face and bleeding lips, Leng Yumo stared fiercely at Liu Gucheng, "What did you do to my junior sister?!"
Liu Gucheng seemed to appreciate her pain and hatred, smiled lightly, and said in a deliberately low magnetic voice: "Little girl, do you know? If you don't look so much like Ruolin, what will happen to you?" It will be a hundred times more miserable than your junior sister. Alright, don't make me angry anymore, just sit by my side obediently."
As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Yumo felt the bracelet on her wrist burn.
All the strength in her body was drained all of a sudden, like a puppet on a string, she was led, step by step, humblely walking towards the direction of Liugu City.
Liu Gucheng laughed loudly: "Look, how good it is to be obedient. Alright, don't stare at this, continue with the Hundred Flowers Banquet and choose the woman you want!"
The male cultivators of Fusang City laughed loudly: "Congratulations to the city master for embracing a beautiful woman again."
Afterwards, they began to pick and choose in the hall like pork.
"The one in purple on the left, come and dance for me. My father can see if your waist is soft."
"You, come here and let this young master take a look. This young master pays the most attention to women's skin. If every inch of your body is not flawless, this young master is not interested."
There was also a woman who was trampled on the ground, "Bitch, who is showing this ladylike face? Why don't you make me smile more charmingly?!"
Liu Gucheng sometimes looked at the "happy" scene in [The Palace of Wangyou], and sometimes looked at Leng Yumo who was full of resentment but had no choice but to walk towards him, the smile on his face became more and more cheerful.
Soon, Leng Yumo walked in front of him.
Liu Gucheng looked at her stubborn and handsome face, and then at the numb Leng Ruolin, his eyes were burning with hot flames.
However, just when Liu Gucheng's hand was about to touch Leng Yumo.
Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his abdomen.
Liu Gucheng let out a muffled snort, then took a step back abruptly, and pressed one hand on his abdomen, blood gushing out from his fingertips.
He stared at Leng Yumo in disbelief.
With disheveled hair, the woman in red clothes showed a flamboyant and wanton smile.
The corner of her mouth kept gushing blood, which was the result of her desperate struggle against the control in her body.
And in her hand, she held a transparent crystal blade.
This crystal blade was condensed by Muyan's spiritual power and given to her before she fell into a coma.
The heart of the sword is condensed, and the real name sword is born. Muyan is not only able to transform the sword with Qi, but also can condense the sword Qi into a solid body and transfer it to others.
Everyone in the Palace of Wangyou was dumbfounded, watching this scene in shock.
Liu Gucheng's face no longer had the complacency and arrogance of strategizing.
The originally pretty handsome face was now twisted into a ball, looking ferocious and ugly.
"Bitch, I give you chances again and again, and that's how you repay me!!"
"Sure enough, just like your mother, you won't shed tears when you see the coffin... Good! Good! Then I'll let you have a good taste, what is real hell!"