Zhao Hai's blow, they are absolutely unable to resist.
What about Muyan? Can she stop it
boom! There was a loud bang.
Zhao Hai seemed to see a blood-red splash in front of him.
There was a look of joy and regret on his face.
With such a beautiful body, how many bones should be broken with one punch!
What a pity.
But it doesn't matter, he has a lot of pills in his hand, at least he can hang a life, and he can still do whatever he wants...
Just as Zhao Hai's thoughts turned around, suddenly a quiet fragrance came from the tip of the pen.
He was startled for a moment, and then a strong uneasiness and fear surged in his heart.
In a flash, he wanted to run backwards.
But it was still a step too late.
A sharp pain came from his shoulder, and immediately after, he watched one of his hands fly out.
"Ahh!!" The severe pain and the screaming screams blew away the fog in front of Zhao Hai little by little.
He saw, not far away, that young girl in blue clothes standing facing the wind, with a lazy and charming smile.
The morning sun fell on her flimsy face, so beautiful that it made people forget whether they were in the world or in heaven.
But at this moment, Zhao Hai looked at this scene, but couldn't raise the slightest charm, only deep fear and horror.
"You... why? Why can you dodge the attack? I obviously... I should have hit you!"
At that moment, he even felt Muyan's blood sprayed on his face.
But why, in the end, Muyan was intact, but one of his hands was cut off.
Slender fingers like jade lightly plucked the strings, Muyan raised her head, showing a casual smile, "Is the feeling of [Floating Life Like a Dream] good? Do you want to have another more wonderful dream?"
Zhao Hai was in a trance at first, and then his eyes widened suddenly, "You... you manipulated my senses with the sound of the piano? No... how is this possible?! Even in the Cultivation Continent, there are few musicians who can do it. You are a mere Yanwu Continent How could it be possible for a mortal..."
Muyan didn't seem to be able to hear his roar at all, she still said unhurriedly: "You know why I didn't let Yingmei deal with you, but did I come by myself?"
Zhao Hai held his hand that was still bleeding, and stared at her in shock.
At this moment, he no longer had the joy and complacency in his heart after the calculation was successful, let alone those greed and desires.
All that remains is the fear of this beautiful maiden.
Muyan laughed softly, "Don't be so nervous? I want to do it myself, of course it's not because I really want to win you. A trash like you who escaped from the Cultivation Continent in embarrassment makes me disgusted even by looking at it."
"I'm going to do it myself, just because there is no one here who can make you suffer hellish pain better than me."
"Just now I was really afraid that you would choose to commit suicide, that would be boring."
Muyan raised her eyebrows, and fell on Zhao Hai's face, "But now, even if you want to commit suicide, it's already too late."
The radian of the corner of the mouth became deeper and deeper, and the smile became brighter and more attractive, but in Zhao Hai's eyes, it seemed like the scythe of death was waving in front of his eyes.
The plain hand plucked the strings lightly, and the melodious music sounded like a poisonous snake, bit by bit penetrated into Zhao Hai's mind and eroded his soul bit by bit.
His body fell down unsteadily, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he could no longer open them.
Before his consciousness was completely dragged into the illusion, he heard the melodious and light voice of the girl.