"You look like a naive little girl, but how can you be so ruthless? It's a city's life, it's a living life, how can you do it?"
People from the other sects also looked angry and heartbroken.
"A few days ago, I drank with the elder of the Dongtian family. He was such a kind person! He died at the hands of such a vicious woman."
"Although City Lord Liu lives in secluded places, but our Chu family begs to come to the door, he will still provide us with magic weapons engraved with talisman arrays."
"How can there be such a vicious woman in the world?"
"Hehe, if they weren't vicious, how could they be called female devils? Treating the lives of a city like ants, and killing them as they please, we think they are not vicious, but insane."
"What is the difference between these behaviors and the demons? Oh, no wonder they are called the Seven Demons of Freedom. They are really evil demons. If you want me to say, the demons should be punished!!"
The surrounding discussions became louder and more indignant.
Hundreds of cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage surrounded them, filled with righteous indignation and looking for justice.
The anger in Leng Yumo's eyes almost burst into substance.
As soon as she mentioned the Red Lotus Seizing Soul Saber, she was about to rush out, but was stopped by Muyan.
Muyan glanced over everyone present, and said with a faint smile: "Judging from the tone of the seniors, it seems that they have good personal relationships with people in Fusang City!"
Li Anyang said with a sullen face: "Fusang City is my first-class family in the west of Ziyun Realm, and they have always been kind and righteous. Although we are not impartial and selfless people, we must not just watch them die tragically. Jun Muyan, you'd better hold your hands …”
Before Li Anyang finished speaking, Muyan interrupted him lightly, "Since the relationship is very good, then surely you guys don't know what kind of life the women in Fusang City live like?"
Li Anyang's voice froze, and his eyes unconsciously glanced to the side.
The other people present, especially the male cultivator, all showed some embarrassment and coughed lightly.
Seeing their performance, Muyan's expression turned cold little by little, "Since I knew it earlier, I turned a blind eye to it, and even helped others to abuse me. Hypocrites like you have the guts to talk about benevolence and morality with me?! Are you worthy?!"
The faces of Li Anyang and others turned blue and white.
It took a long time before someone retorted without confidence, "Then, that is the tradition of Fusang City. How can we outsiders interfere? Those women who stayed in Fusang City... were all voluntary."
"Voluntary?! You fucking told me voluntary!!" Leng Yumo couldn't bear it anymore, and slashed at the person who spoke with a long knife in his hand, "My mother chopped off your dog's head, and you fucking I will volunteer!!"
The red lotus soul-destroying knife was shining brightly, and it slashed towards the crowd like a crushing one.
The Nascent Soul cultivator's complexion changed drastically in fright, and he ran away with his head in his arms.
Everyone was taken aback by Xiaoyaomen's behavior of fighting when they disagreed.
Li Anyang looked at the ruins below, couldn't help but took a step back, and gritted his teeth: "Even if those women didn't do it voluntarily, it can only be their bad luck... The world of cultivators is the jungle, they, they entered Fusang City , is their life."
The arc of Muyan's mouth became more and more sarcasm, "Yes, the strong prey on the weak, it's only right and proper. Fusang City wanted to attack me, but unfortunately they were weak and I was strong, so in the end the entire Fusang City was slaughtered by me. This can only be blamed on their own bad luck , Seniors, do you think so?"