Luo Lan's eyes flickered because of Ya Yun's words, and his eyes struggled, and finally became secretive.
She raised her hand, [Ice and Snow Alone] made a buzzing sound, floating in front of her.
Her voice was slightly hoarse, as if she was telling Muyan, and she seemed to be convincing herself: "Jun Muyan, you shouldn't have come to Beilu, otherwise, nothing will change, nothing will happen. I don't want to kill you , I just want... I just want everything to go back to the way it was before!"
The whimpering piano sounded.
Rays of light emerge from [Ice and Snow Alone], slowly intertwine and blend in the sky, turning into a barrier, trapping Muyan and the [Colorful Flowing Cloud Blanket] behind her firmly.
Yashuang grabbed the phoenix-headed harp, and laughed triumphantly: "Jun Muyan, I advise you not to struggle to the death. If you get caught early, you may die happily..."
Swish!
A sword light flew out, causing Yashuang's voice to stop abruptly.
She lowered her head in a daze, looking at the blood spraying out in front of her eyes, her eyes widened little by little.
Finally fell down unwillingly.
Muyan's face was pale, her sword hand was shaking, but her voice was so lazy and careless: "Who said I was going to run away?"
The corners of her mouth slowly curled into an evil curve: "The tenet of my Xiaoyaomen has always been that no one offends me, I will not offend others, and if anyone offends me, I will kill the grass and roots. You just wanted to put my brother to death, really think that I Will I let you go easily?"
"Ha... don't let us go?!" Ya Yun seemed to have heard the funniest joke, "Jun Muyan, as you are now at the end of your battle, what qualifications do you have to say that you won't let us go?!"
Muyan glanced at her meaningfully, raised her hand, and Tianmoqin appeared.
The slender fingers rested on the strings and plucked them slowly.
Ow! ! !
Woohoo! ! ! !
Countless howls of beasts sounded from all directions.
The black mist that had just stopped quietly around it suddenly rolled like a wave.
A living corpse emerged from the black mist, stretched out its black rotten tongue, and licked its lips.
The second, the third... The tenth... The hundredth...
The densely packed living corpses rushed out of the black mist one by one, as if they had been summoned and couldn't wait any longer.
Countless green eyes stared at Yayun and the others, as if they would pounce on them at any moment and tear them to pieces.
The faces of all the monks in Beilu turned pale in an instant.
Before, both the black mist and the living corpses were as quiet as a chicken, so that Yayun and the others had almost forgotten the existence of these things.
"Jun Muyan, you, what do you want to do? Do you want to manipulate living corpses to kill people?"
"You, do you know that this is something only demons do? Are you not afraid of being scolded by the world?"
Muyan sneered: "Didn't you guys take off the devil's hat for me long ago? If that's the case, if I don't do some evil things, I'll be sure of my identity, wouldn't it be a big loss!"
While speaking, her piano sounded.
Those impatient living corpses who had been waiting for a long time rushed up immediately, howling.
They have already lost their sanity and vitality, leaving only the instinct to devour flesh and blood.
In fact, they can no longer be called human beings, but a shell driven by poison.
But the sound of Muyan's zither gathered their broken souls scattered in the impure abyss.