The silk red thread seemed to sense the master's breath, and as Mu Qiange stepped in, the dense red thread automatically retreated to both sides as if it had wisdom.

After Mu Qiange's figure completely disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, the red line came over again and closed Fang Cai's mouth.

In this way, the giant cocoon is naturally seamless.

"I've been in this god realm for thousands of years, and I know that our god master's name is Anyang Ferris."

"The surname was given by the parents, how can you say that you can change it?"

"I know a rough idea of this."

"Oh? Let's talk about it. ”

"It is said that the name change of the god lord is related to the family of the former god lord."

Where there are people, there is an endless fire of gossip.

The gods below, not caring for the safety of their gods, gathered around and talked about gossip about their gods.

And the man on the side who couldn't be ignored was also the woman, without any worry, just standing there calmly, looking at the huge cocoon above, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

I don't know, I thought he was laughing at the giant cocoon.

But those who know, but know.

The reason why he laughed was entirely because he believed that Mu Qiange, who had gone through many hardships, would definitely be able to completely kill Na Anyang Motian.

He knew that what she minded was nothing more than because of the revenge.

And now, her revenge is about to be avenged.

Their relationship, finally, is about to come to fruition.

Thinking about what excites him, how can he not be happy?

Above the cocoon.

The light emitted by the Red Devil Umbrella is still the same, and the red thread is tangible and elusive.

Inside the cocoon.

Mu Qiange held the sword in his hand, and walked step by step towards the Anyang skyscraper that was full of embarrassment.

After controlling the red thread and tying up the hands and feet of Anyang Ferris, whose divine power was about to be exhausted, he said: "In the past, you used me to gain the trust of my father and queen mother, and you used my trust in Fei Ruo'er to make her drug in rouge, imprison my divine power, and pierce my heart with the sword ......of punishment."

A female voice full of grief and resentment came from behind Anyang Motian.

At that time, the artifact in Anyang Motian's hand had already fallen, and his whole person was also very embarrassed, his hands and feet were bound by the damn red silk thread, and he couldn't move.

At the moment when he heard Mu Qiange's voice, Anyang Ferris turned his head laboriously and looked at the woman with a graceful figure and a beautiful face.

The woman's face was even more beautiful than before.

She was holding a simple long sword in her hand, a light-colored fringed long skirt, a golden lotus blooming between her forehead on her unpowdered face, pale golden eyes and the aura emanating from her body, walking against the light, giving birth to a lotus step by step, like a fairy in the nine heavens.

Sanctity and inviolability.

is such a lovely person, every step he takes, he tells the evil things he did back then.

For a moment, how he wished that this road would never be finished.

Just let him, just let him look at her more......

Tell her that he regrets it!

He shouldn't have designed to kill her, nor should he have allowed Fei Ruo'er to pour the poisonous medicine on her face......

He repented.

He didn't want to die.

Seeing that the man was getting closer and closer with the ancient long sword, there was no intention of pausing. After seeing the quaint long sword in her hand, he was one step closer to the deadline for death.

What a ghostly long sword!

That's the Sword of the Gods!

The god who was stabbed by the sword of the god will be sucked dry of his divine power by it!

After the divine power is absorbed, it is the soul that is absorbed!