Chapter Twenty-Eight: Tan Fei Tan
"Obey..."In the tall tower in the distance, there was a low answer voice like an ancient Buddha. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Hey, I thought you weren't going to leave him alone." Mu Ying smiled indifferently.
"You know where I am, and you dare to do it?" A rickety figure, wearing a tattered gray cloth robe, appeared in front of Mu Ying without warning, and the slight wave of the sleeve robe made the bodies of Ying Sulong and the others stiffen.
Mu Ying's golden pupils shrank.
"You are originally a human body, but you are entangled in the body, and you are all concentrated in the meridians." The old man named Hong Lao raised his head slightly, his cloudy eyes looked at Mu Ying's forehead, and then nodded clearly, "Since you are a member of the Demon Master's Mansion, it's not very strange, but I'm afraid that after today, the Demon Master's Mansion will be famous all over the world......"
Mu Ying's eyes lit up......
"Since I eat the Chen family's offerings, I will solve my worries, your little abacus can be accepted for the time being, in the face of absolute strength, think more... To no avail. The old man's tone was jerky and slow, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time. But a kind of coercion that almost wanted to condense into substance came from the old man's body, overwhelmingly pressing towards Mu Ying.
The coercion gradually came, and Mu Ying's body seemed to be suddenly pumped into a vacuum, and even breathing became difficult.
A withered hand pierces the void. With the true element like a storm, he came straight to Mu Ying, and everywhere he passed, the space was slightly vibrating.
The palm of his hand was close at hand, but Mu Ying's whole body was unable to move at all due to the suppression of the old man's spiritual power, just as the thin fingertips were about to point to the center of his eyebrows, a slender white jade hand suddenly stretched out from the demon spirit spectrum beside him, and gently pinched the old man's veins, and a cold sound that almost broke the cold ice came out leisurely.
"Just at the level of Lingxi, you dare to act in front of this seat?"
Before the words fell, a light purple shadow opened the page, and Shi Shiran floated out, and the soft jade feet lightly touched the three big characters of 'Ghost Face Sandalwood', leaving a faint toe print.
That purple shadow appeared, and the sky and the earth were immediately stagnant, and then, a sky-high demonic aura instantly filled this mountain gate that was about to be shattered.
The shadow had her back to Mu Ying, and when Mu Ying looked at it, she could only see the delicate back, and the inky green silk. The cold wind blew, blowing the purple robe on her body and making a hunting sound, and the match-like brocade flew continuously, as if Cangyan had descended into the world.
"Who is respected, I am the Chen family's clan worship, I am ordered by the Chen family to protect the young master, if you are offended, I hope you will understand......" Hong Lao's lifeline was taken, he didn't dare to move, and his tone was quite relaxed, but the blurted out also said the backer he relied on.
When this woman heard the name of the Chen family, if she hesitated in her eyes and killed her immediately, as long as she was jealous of the Chen family, it was not worth mentioning! Hong Lao secretly glanced at Chen Ming, who had already expelled the dust demon.
"Finished?" The purple-robed woman's voice was still indifferent.
"Yes." Hong Lao squinted his eyes and nodded.
Click
The sound of bones breaking suddenly resounded through the space.
Hong Lao snorted, pressing the cry of pain in his throat, although his wrist was broken, but the woman still held his vein steadily, as long as that slender hand spit out, he would die on the spot.
"Take the Chen family to press this seat, you are so big and guts......" The purple-robed woman's eyes were still indifferent, but the coldness in her voice was even worse, "As everyone knows, the most annoying thing in this seat is your forces?" ”
Rumble!
The coercion condensed by the demonic power gathered and dispersed, its domineering and fierce were far from being comparable to the spiritual pressure, Hong Lao's life was held, and he did not dare to use the spiritual power, and the coercion was like a tiger rushing straight to his chest, Hong Lao only felt a shock to his five internal organs, and then his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out.
"Poof!"
The purple-robed woman carried Hong Lao's withered wrist and threw it in the corner like garbage, and her eyes did not fluctuate at all from beginning to end.
"You... Is it Mu Tan? Mu Ying felt the familiar and unfamiliar aura on the purple-robed woman, and said with some uncertainty.
"Oh, if you hadn't spoken up, I'd have forgotten you." The purple-robed woman turned her head when she heard the sound and looked at Mu Ying with a pair of blue eyes.
Mu Ying's brain seemed to be a muffled thunderstorm......
The four features of thin lips, eyebrows, blue eyes, tear moles, and Mu Tan that can never be lost reappeared on her face in an extremely shocking way.
If it is said that the extreme is already overwhelming, why let her turn all beings upside down......
I don't know who it was, in Mu Ying's heart, she muttered this sentence.
"Look at me like this, are you really not afraid of death?" An indifferent voice that froze through the sky sounded in Mu Ying's ears.
Mu Ying only felt a fragrance coming to her nose, and then the purple robe was blowing. Just as he was about to speak, he felt a chill in his throat, and a slender and translucent jade hand suddenly strangled his throat with a devastating force, lifting him up.
"Mu Tan! What are you doing! Put him down! As soon as Hong Lao's breath disappeared, the prohibition around Ying Sulong suddenly dissipated, and then he saw what Mu Tan had done, and a pair of phoenix eyes almost wanted to breathe fire, and said angrily.
"Mu Tan?" The corners of the purple-robed woman's mouth curled up with a sneer, and the slender hand that pinched Mu Ying's throat tightened again.
"Why... Giggling...... "Mu Ying's spine couldn't bear to be so heavy, and a twisted sound came from Mu Ying's unconscious open mouth.
"Hmph, it's ugly." The purple-robed woman sneered, and just wanted to crush it completely with more force, but a pair of warm big hands suddenly touched her wrists.
"Mu ......"
"Tan ......"
Mu Ying's face flushed, and she spit out two words with great difficulty.
The purple-robed woman looked at Mu Ying's face fixedly, but saw that he was trying to suppress the demonic power and ancient bell in the inner mansion that wanted to protect the lord, and a pair of warm big hands still stayed on her hands with trembling.
For some reason, there seemed to be a ripple splashing in the purple-robed woman's calm heart, and the slender hand that had devastated countless living beings suddenly loosened, and Mu Ying's hanging body fell to the ground without protection.
"Mu Ying! Are you okay! Ying Sulong flashed in front of Mu Ying, carefully supported him, and stared at the purple-robed woman with a pair of eyes.
"On a whim, spare his life, what, do you want to excuse yourself?" The corners of the woman's mouth in the purple skirt hooked, and her eyes looked at Ying Sulong indifferently.
"You... No... Mu Tan? Mu Ying gasped weakly in Ying Sulong's arms, her throat hoarse and she could barely hear the sound.
"For some reason, I became a child, lost my memory, and then met you." The sneer on the corner of the purple-robed woman's mouth retracted slightly, and she looked at Mu Ying Zhengse and said, "Mu Tan, it's just what you call me, in the future, it's best to forget it." ”
"Ahem... cough, cough, cough, ......cough, cough, cough
"That's... Can you tell me your real name? Mu Ying took a deep breath, and her eyes met the eyes of the woman in the purple dress.