Wu Lan's eyes flashed because of Yayun's words, and there was a struggle in his eyes, and eventually became secretive.

She raised her hand, and [Ice and Snow] made a buzzing sound, floating in front of her.

Her voice was slightly low and dumb, as if telling Mu Yan, and as if she was convincing herself: "Jun Mu Yan, you shouldn't come to Beilu, otherwise everything will not change and nothing will happen. I don't want to kill you, I just want... I just want everything to go back to the past!"

The sound of a resentful sob sounded.

Lights emerged from [Ice and Snow], slowly intertwined and blended in the sky, turning into a barrier, trapping Mu Yan and the [Colorful Cloud Blanket] behind her.

Yashuang grabbed the phoenix head guzheng and laughed proudly: "Jun Muyan, I advise you not to struggle to death. If you surrender early, you may be able to die happily..."

Swish—!

A sword light flew out, causing Yashuang's voice to come to an abrupt end.

She lowered her head blankly, looked at the blood that kept shooting out in front of her, and her eyes widened little by little.

Finally, he fell down unwillingly.

Mu Yan's face was pale, his hands holding the sword were shaking, but his voice was so lazy and careless: "Who said I was going to run away?"

The corners of her mouth slowly curled up an evil arc: "The purpose of my Xiaoyao Sect has always been that people will not offend me. If people violate me, I will kill the roots. You just wanted to kill my brothers. Do you really think I will let you go easily?"

"Ha... don't let us go?!" Yayun seemed to have heard the funnyest joke, "Jun Muyan, as if you were so powerful now, what qualifications do you have to say that you won't let us go?!"

Mu Yan looked at her meaningfully, raised her hand and the demon piano appeared.

Slim and slender fingers rest on the strings and slowly pluck them.

Ao—!!!!

Awwoo woo woo woo woo woo!!!!

Countless screams like wild beasts roared from all directions.

The black fog that had just stopped quietly around suddenly rolled like a wave.

A living zombie emerged from the black mist, stretched out its black rotten tongue, and licked its lips.

The second, the third... the tenth... the hundredth... the hundredth...

The densely packed zombies seemed to be summoned, and they seemed to be unable to wait, gushing out of the black fog one by one.

Countless green eyes stared at Yayun and others, as if they would pounce on them at any time and tear them to pieces.

The faces of all the monks in the Northland turned pale in an instant.

Before, both the black fog and the living zombies were as quiet as chickens, so that Yayun and the others had almost forgotten the existence of these things.

"Jun Muyan, what do you want to do? Are you going to manipulate a living zombie and kill someone?"

"You, do you know that this is something that only evil demons do? Are you not afraid of being scolded by the world?"

Mu Yan sneered: "Didn't you detained the devil's hat long ago? Since that's the case, if I don't do anything evil and confirm my identity, wouldn't it be a big loss!"

While she was talking, the sound of her piano sounded.

The impatient zombies who had been waiting for a long time immediately rushed up with a scream.

They had already lost their minds and their vitality, and had only the instinct to swallow flesh and blood.

In fact, they can no longer be called humans, but a body driven by poison.

But Mu Yan's piano sound gathered their broken souls scattered in the impure abyss.
Chapter completed!