But in the past and present, Mu Yan has never experienced any kind of accidents and crises.

So even when facing such a dangerous desperate situation at this time, her expression was still calm.

"Shouldn't you report to your own home before asking someone's name?"

The scar man was stunned, as if he didn't expect that in such a situation, the woman who looked extremely tender and weak in front of him could still be so calm.

The light of interest in his eyes was brighter, but a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Huangfu Zun, you'd better remember this name firmly. This will be your man's name in the future."

Mu Yan also smiled softly.

Her appearance is already bright and stunning, and her smile can really make everything in the world lose its color.

Even a hint of stunning and obsession flashed in Huangfu Zun's eyes.

But this beautiful and captivating smile was filled with unconcealed mockery: "Sorry, my man is a thousand times more handsome and ten thousand times more powerful than you. I really don't like a person like you."

Huangfu Zun's eyes became deeper when he heard this.

But he was not as furious as Mu Yan expected.

The expression on his face became more and more interested: "So what? From the moment you entered Tingyu Pavilion and became an infected person, you were destined to be my prey."

While speaking, Huangfu Zun stepped forward step by step.

His face was obviously covered with scars, terrifying and ugly.

But the extended hand is slender and beautiful, with even joints. Under the wheat-colored skin is tight muscles, as if it contains infinite power.

When this hand reached out, Mu Yan wanted to retreat.

However, at this moment, she felt as if her soul was firmly grasped by a hand.

He couldn't move at all.

A strand of hair on the temples was gently curled up.

The smile on Huangfu Zun's face was cruel and malicious, "There is no pain without mercy; there is no desire without sorrow... Since you will become my pet from now on, it is better for you to cut off your love roots with your own hands."

Mu Yan was stunned, and had not had time to react to what he meant.

Huangfu Zun had already let go of her hair and handed a dagger to her.

The dagger is ink black from the handle to the blade.

The blade body is much thicker than an ordinary dagger, and the edges are fine and densely arranged barbs.

There are tiny holes in the barbs. As long as they are pierced into the human body, these barbs will crazily swallow the blood in the human body.

Huangfu Zun took a step back and said loudly: "Go, go and kill these people who are tied to you and cut off the evil fate with your own hands."

Mu Yan's face changed drastically.

Because she found that after Huangfu Zun said this, her body began to be out of control.

Spiritual power, immortal power, and spiritual consciousness cannot be used.

The power of the weak mysterious power in this world of cultivation where the strong prey on the weak is getting smaller and smaller.

So much so that she could not even resolve the control of her soul at this moment.

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of Mu Yan's forehead.

The hand holding the dagger trembled violently, but he just refused to move forward inch.

Huangfu Zun said softly: "After being infected, not only did he not fall into a coma immediately, but without spiritual consciousness and spiritual power, even my [Ye Ming Soul Control] could resist to this level."

He couldn't help but laugh.

Looking at Mu Yan's gaze seemed to be looking at an interesting baby.

Lift your slender hand and raise it gently.

The next moment, a purple mist enveloped Mu Yan.
Chapter completed!