If Kagurashi is not used immediately, I am afraid he is really hopeless.
However, when the people in the Changsheng camp wanted to carry the unconscious Haitang away.
But Muyan's hand was grasped by a bloody hand, "Save... Haitang, save... Haitang first... Please... miss!"
This man obviously lost the focus of his eyes, and his breathing was so weak that he could barely feel it.
But why is his will still so decisive
Muyan sighed lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I'll save Haitang first, but Yan Haotian, you have to promise me, hold on to this breath, and wait for me to rescue you. Don't forget, you owe me five years The servant contract is not over yet, and what you owe Haitang will be paid off in your whole life."
A line of blood and tears fell from the corner of Yan Haotian's eyes, but a relieved smile appeared on his face, and he nodded slowly.
Muyan turned around quickly, Tianmoqin appeared between her knees, "Move Haitang in front of me."
Zhao Hai didn't react for a while, and even forgot to investigate why these people suddenly broke into his secret mansion.
His eyes followed Muyan obsessively, and he didn't even know that the saliva was dripping from the corner of his mouth.
That disgusting wretched appearance is exactly the same as his son Zhao Tianxiang.
Until the melodious sound of the piano sounded, a spiritual energy that he had not felt for decades surged in the air.
Zhao Hai's face changed instantly, "You... who are you? Why can you use spiritual energy?"
He quickly rushed towards Muyan, his eyes were full of burning desire and greed.
A mortal who lived on Yanwu Continent and was born with aura.
What a wonderful feeling it would be if he treated this woman as a cauldron, watched her tactfully and happily under him, and could absorb the spiritual energy in her body.
Seeing Zhao Hai rushing towards Muyan who was concentrating on playing the piano, everyone in Mingyan Army did not move.
They looked coldly at the man who looked like a clown, with disgust and pity in their eyes.
The next moment, a black figure appeared like a ghost.
The black long knife slashed down with a mighty force.
Zhao Hai waited for the big eyes suddenly, and his body began to tremble instinctively.
However, soon, a pleasant female voice came, "Yingmei, leave this person to me, and I will clean it up myself!"
The sword movement came to an abrupt end.
Yingmei backed away without a sound, folded her arms around her chest, looked at Zhao Hai coldly, and stood in front of Muyan.
The cold sweat on Zhao Hai's forehead slipped quietly.
He realized that the boy in front of him was so strong that he didn't even have the courage to resist.
His footsteps began to retreat a little bit, trying to escape.
However, Yingmei swung out her saber and blocked his way resolutely.
Zhao Hai was stiff all over, but he could only stand on the spot, not daring to move.
Time passed little by little.
A quarter of an hour, half an hour... Feng Haitang's injuries finally began to heal, and she was completely out of danger.
This time, it can be said to be extremely dangerous.
Although Muyan's elixir can almost bring the dead back to life, it doesn't mean it's really omnipotent.
The sword on Feng Haitang's body directly cut through her heart, and it was only a little bit close to piercing her heart.
If the heart is really broken, it is impossible for the gods to save.
But even so, Feng Haitang almost died.
Muyan wiped the sweat off her forehead, took a pill, and said in a deep voice: "Yan Haotian!"
The people from Mo Ying immediately sent Yan Haotian, who was already chilled, to her.