Mu Yan couldn't stand steadily, and his body tilted to the side, but suddenly he bumped into Di Mingjue's arms.

The man's warm and tight skin was pressed against her through the thin fabric.

The wet and warm breath was spitting in my ears, with a lingering and ambiguous atmosphere.

The candlelight went out due to this sudden change.

When you can't see your five fingers, it always makes you feel panicked.

But Mu Yan couldn't care about anything.

Because the shameless man around her actually kissed her lips when the light disappeared.

With a rumbling sound, the stone chamber finally stopped falling.

"June, are you and Miss Jun okay?" Han Ye's concerning voice came from his ears.

"Since you have killed the Ghost King, then all of you will be buried with the Ghost King in this underground palace of the Ghost Palace!"

The black and white guardian's hysterical voice was filled with hatred echoing throughout the stone chamber.

Then the light lit up and illuminated everyone's faces.

Liu Se's pride and madness, the hatred of the black and white guardian, the dead gray face of the Ghost King without vitality, and Han Ye's worries, all of them were revealed.

Seeing Mu Yan and Di Mingjue intact, Han Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

But he suddenly said strangely: "Miss Jun, why is your face so red?"

Mu Yan did not answer and hit Di Mingjue hard with his elbow.

I just pursed my lips, which were still a little numb and painful, and raised my hand and the strings shot out.

When the Black and White Guardian and Liu Se had not yet reacted.

The strings of the piano had already wrapped around the Ghost King, and dragged the person to Mu Yan with a thunderous momentum.

"Ghost King—!!" The black and white guardian roared angrily and wanted to pounce on him.

Han Ye sneered and stepped forward and waved his sword.

The two of them were immediately forced to retreat repeatedly by him.

Almost at the same time, the door of the stone chamber opened and countless ghost messengers flocked in, surrounding Mu Yan and others.

"Did you see it? These people deliberately mingled into the Ghost Wind Valley to murder the Ghost King." Liu Se roared with gritted teeth, but his eyes flashed with a vicious light. "The one who killed the Ghost King was Jun Muyan, who pretended to be a fake doctor, didn't expect that I wouldn't fool this vicious woman."

"This woman killed the Ghost King under the pretext of curing her illness, and wanted to kill me to silence me. Now she doesn't even let the Ghost King's body go. Two guardians, you must not let her go!"

Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang looked at Mu Yan coldly and shouted loudly, "You'd better return the Ghost King's corpse as soon as possible. I might be able to keep you all!"

But Mu Yan ignored the threats of several people. She squatted down, looked at the ghost king's corpse full of holes, and sighed: "Tsk tsk, the dignified Ghost King has become someone else's puppet, which is really miserable."

"But King Liu Yan, don't you know better than anyone else how the King of Ghost died?"

Liu Se's face flashed, and then he roared in a rough and ugly voice: "What are you talking nonsense? It is obvious that you killed the Ghost King. The many wounds on him are the best evidence!"

"Hehe..." Mu Yan's smile was full of mockery, "I can't guarantee the other abilities of King Liu Yan. I really can't help but talk nonsense with my eyes open."

As she said that, she looked at the Black and White Guardian, "You have been by the Ghost King. Haven't you noticed that there is something strange about his illness?"

"What's wrong?" the black guardian asked subconsciously.

"The Ghost King was not sick at all, but was slapped with [Three Corpse Gu]."
Chapter completed!