"[Soul Silence and Illusory Fog]!!" The strong man watching this scene couldn't help but let out an exclamation.
They looked at Huangfu Zun in horror, and then turned their pity to Muyan.
This pretty little girl is really unlucky.
Obviously falling into their hands is nothing more than being eaten, at most let them enjoy it before they die.
Entering the [Soul Silence Illusory Fog] is like going through hellish nightmares one after another.
But in the nightmare, she would regard all the creatures in front of her as her own enemies and slaughter them with her own hands.
If she can't survive the [Soul Silence Illusory Fog], she will die miserably in the illusion.
But even if you get through it, when you wake up and see your loved ones killed by you.
That feeling is probably more painful than dying.
Tsk tsk, nodding your head to kill.
Their boss' method of torturing people is really more terrifying than the devil.
Sure enough, the little girl in the purple mist closed her eyes and showed a painful expression.
When he opened it again, his eyes were blood red.
The pitch-black dagger was held up high. It should be pitch black without any luster, but it shone with a cold light.
Huangfuzun looked excited, and the scar on his face trembled slightly.
Spiritual consciousness leads Muyan's hand towards Xiaobao who is on the bed.
"Mother..."
A low moan spit out from Xiaobao's mouth.
Mimeng's misty eyes opened.
What he saw was Muyan holding a dagger and slowly stabbing towards him.
"Mother..."
Xiaobao's mind was in chaos, and he stretched out his hand to hug Muyan.
The hands that were sore and limp from the fever were so weak.
Only stretched half way down.
"Mother?"
Although Xiaobao's voice was soft, Huangfu Zun heard it.
He glanced at Muyan, then at Xiaobao, as if he had discovered something interesting, he couldn't help laughing lowly.
Then the laughter became louder and louder, and he was so excited that he couldn't restrain himself.
How would this beautiful prey react if it woke up and found that it had killed its own son with its own hands
He was so looking forward to it.
The black dagger was getting closer.
At this time, Xiaobao also noticed that something was wrong with Muyan.
He looked at the laughing Huangfu Zun.
Then look at Muyan with red eyes and pained expression.
Realized that Niangqin was controlled by this villain.
"Mother, mother, look at me... I am Xiaobao... I am Xiaobao!"
Muyan's movements paused, and the expression on her face changed slightly.
The crimson in the eyes gradually receded, almost reflecting Xiaobao's shadow.
Huangfu Zun let out a "huh".
Then he took out a bamboo flute and played it lightly with great interest.
With the sound of the flute resounding in the room.
Muyan's face showed pain and confusion again, and her eyes were once again soaked in scarlet.
"Mother!!"
Seeing the dagger getting closer and closer to his heart, Xiao Bao couldn't help but let out a low cry.
However, the next moment, he suddenly widened his ice blue eyes.
Tears could no longer hold back from welling up in my eyes.
Because he saw with his own eyes that Muyan suddenly turned the dagger and inserted the blade into his abdomen.
"Mother, mother..."
Little Bao didn't know where the strength came from, he sat up from the bed all of a sudden, threw himself into Muyan's arms, and burst into tears.
The sharp knife pierces the stomach, bringing sharp pain.
The blood was swallowed by the black knife, bringing the cold that was infinitely close to death.
But these pains and colds also made Muyan's sanity gradually recover.
She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, it was still scarlet.
But there was a gleam of clarity inside.