The corner of Muyan's mouth curved deeper, and the hand clasped around Arao's neck slowly tightened, "You say me, dare you?"
At this moment, a burst of light and shadow flickered in the sky.
"Bitch, dare you!!"
An earth-shattering roar came from the distant sky.
Muyan looked up, and saw Liu Gucheng's figure appearing in the sky.
Yi Lanxin staggered and fell to the ground, her face full of fear.
And it's not just her who has this kind of behavior, but everyone in [Hundred Flowers Killing] except Muyan.
Because Liu Gucheng's figure is too huge, covering the sky and covering the sun, it is like a high god Buddha, who can crush them to death with just a single finger.
His voice was also booming, with an irresistible majesty.
"[099], do you know what crime it is to disobey my order in Fusang City? You will be punished by thousands of swords and cut into pieces, and you will never be reborn!"
In Fusang City, the male cultivators who saw this scene through the Mirage Stone cheered in unison.
Shouted loudly: "Long live the city lord!"
However, the next moment, they saw in the image, the girl with a face as pale as snow and a slender body, laughed again.
The hand holding Arao loosened, and the thin black dwarf fell to the ground.
He just breathed a sigh of relief.
He felt a flash of coldness, and a head rolled down from his neck.
The girl's deep, dark eyes shone like stars.
The quiet and melodious voice was like the music of heaven: "Oh, I have violated your order now, what can you do to me?!"
In the sky, Liu Gucheng's face froze, with unbelievable anger and astonishment on his face.
This was followed by hysterical anger, "Bitch, how dare you! How dare you...I'm going to tear you to pieces!!"
Liu Gucheng has completely lost his usual calmness, he rushed towards Muyan recklessly.
An overwhelming aura rolled over.
However, the next moment, spiritual power surged, and a vortex appeared in the sky, directly engulfing the distraught Liugu City.
Muyan sneered: "Sure enough, no one is allowed to destroy Baihuasha?"
As soon as the words fell, her face flushed.
His knees softened, and he fell to his knees on the ground.
"You, are you alright?" Yi Lan couldn't help but screamed, looking at her complicatedly, and then at Arao, whose head was in a different place.
She bit her lip, "What's the use of you doing this? If you resist like this, the punishments those men will impose on you will only become heavier and more frenzied. Your resistance, in addition to bringing Come hellish torture, and a little more with…”
"Are those tortures really that painful for you?"
Muyan slowly got up from the ground, wiped off the blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and brushed away her messy, sweaty long hair.
The peach-blossom eyes as deep as the sea looked at Yi Lanxin for a moment, and said word by word: "Compared to being treated as a cliff by these men, compared to being trampled on by people's dignity and personality under their feet, compared to trying to survive but not dying. Can't you really bear the despair and the pain?"
"Yi Lanxin, you're not even afraid of death. Are you really afraid of this superficial torture that can't deprive you of your freedom, let alone break your body?"
Yi Lanxin froze for a moment, staring blankly at Muyan.
Muyan smiled in a trance, and said softly: "I have also tasted the most extreme suffering in this world."