Suddenly, just a second before Zhou Anya was about to commit suicide, she felt that there was a figure in front of her. The figure was Zhang Muyang who she was thinking about day and night. At this time, he was standing in front of him, as if he was dreaming and fantasizing.

She felt like she was standing in front of her, standing in this dirty place, and she could even feel the warmth on him. Are you here to pick me up?

Zhou Anya's eyes were red. She knew that this was her own fantasy. What kind of person is Zhang Muyang and Zhang Zhenren? How could she appear in such a filthy place?

However, before dying, I should be content with seeing so many eyes from him.

"Mu Yang, we're here to see you!"

Zhou Anya suddenly used force, exerting the spiritual energy that she had accumulated for several days, broke free from the forbidden body, reached out to touch the phantom, and at the same time the spiritual energy broke off his heart.

"Silly girl, am I here? Why are you crying?"

When Zhou Anya touched Zhang Muyang's phantom, she suddenly felt her hand touching the real thing. Is he real? Or is this an illusion set by someone else for herself?

Zhou Anya was not the first young man. She had been in the world of cultivation for several years, so she naturally knew the methods of monks. Although she had actually seen Zhang Muyang and touched Zhang Muyang.

But she still couldn't believe it, for fear that others would use illusions to deceive her, change others into Mu Yang's appearance, and make her willingly submit. This method was not unprepared to use on her, but she was afraid that she would not use it as a commodity.

Now she is determined to die, who knows whether that person will make a fraud in order not to let her commit suicide.

Forget it, forgot it, even if I see him, what can I do? Will I let him leave Miss Ling'er and Miss Bing? Then what has she become?

After a trance, Zhou Anya burst out with spiritual energy and prepared to commit suicide.

However, just as her spiritual energy burst out, she suddenly felt that the spiritual energy in her body was running slowly and was not under her control at all. In an instant, Zhou Anya burst into tears.

I was desperate, could I die even if I died? I had worked hard to accumulate spiritual energy for several days and was dispersed by others. Will I be humiliated after all?

For a moment, Zhou Anya almost fell into the inner demon.

Fortunately, it was not someone else standing in front of her, but Zhang Muyang, who raised her hand and turned her back to the rain. She could see her current situation at a glance.

He suddenly said, "Zhou Anya, how long are you going to be stupid?"

Zhang Muyang's life exclaimed, like a Buddhist lion's roar, instantly awakening Zhou Anya, who was confused, and his originally turbid eyes gradually became clear.

At the same time, the spiritual energy in her body was freely circulated, and the forbidden positions on her body were wiped out.

When she saw Zhang Muyang, she burst into tears in an instant. She ignored her and jumped into Zhang Muyang's arms and whimpered.

"You are finally here, you are finally here. I thought I would never see you in the future, woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo

Zhang Muyang originally wanted to scold this stupid girl, but after all, he passed down the martial arts and taught her how to practice, and left behind a protective magic weapon.

No matter what, she should have the ability to protect herself, and at least she should have the opportunity to send her a message, but this girl did nothing.

If she hadn't been here by herself and happened to participate in this dirty venue, her life would have been so beautiful that it would be here. According to the urinary nature of these people, even if she committed suicide, she would not be able to end up well, and she would likely be taken away by someone and refined into a puppet.

But looking at her sob crying, Zhang Muyang felt soft again. Why should he blame her so harshly? No matter what, she is also a girl. Although she is a little scheming, her scheming is just a piece of white paper in front of the decoration, and she can be broken with a single poke.

"Okay, okay, stop crying. Let me take revenge on you."

Zhang Muyang wanted to help Zhou Anya stand firm, but the girl hugged Zhang Muyang tightly and refused to let go, looking as if she was afraid that he would escape.

Zhang Muyang struggled for a while but couldn't get rid of it, and it was not easy to use force, for fear that he would hurt her.

Just as Zhang Muyang comforted Zhou Anya, he surrounded him in a circle of monks and surrounded him in the center.

"Who are you? How dare you make trouble here? Do you don't want to live anymore?"

"Hold the grass, you can let Zhou Anya go with special code, I will kill you."

"This friend, I advise you to let go of Zhou Anya and not bear the consequences."

No one of the monks present could see clearly how Zhang Muyang walked onto the stage. They only felt a flash in front of their eyes, and Zhou Anya had already fallen into Zhang Muyang's arms.

In an instant, these lustful and obsessed people exploded, and Baihua, the organizer of the auction, also had his eyes split and glared at Zhang Muyang. Where did this guy come from? He dared to ruin their business. I wonder how the word "death" was written?

Zhang Muyang hugged Zhou Anya, looked at everyone present with cold eyes, and snorted coldly, "You all deserve to die."

As Zhang Muyang finished speaking, a murderous intent spread out instantly. It was naturally impossible for everyone present to have no eyesight, and someone instantly recognized Zhang Muyang.

"You... are you Zhang...Zhang Zhenren?"

"Zhang Zhenren?"

"Zhang Muyang?"

When others hear the three words "Zhang Zhenren", they are almost completely shattered. In the world of cultivation, no one knows what Zhang Zhenren represents. In this world, how many people dare to call Zhang Zhenren.

You know, even the Tianshi of Longhu Mountain is said to have a great backer behind it, and when facing Zhang Muyang or even the Zhang family in Zhonghai, they dare not call themselves Zhang Zhenren.

"Zhang Zhenren, please spare me."

"Real person, we have nothing to do with this matter, we are just here to join in the fun."

"This is all misunderstandings, and these are all misunderstandings by Zhenren Zhang."

After hearing the three words Zhang Zhenren, everyone basically no longer had the intention to resist, because everyone knew what the three words Zhang Zhenren meant.

If they want to resist, they may die faster.

Zhang Muyang did not react at all to beg for mercy. He only said, "I said you should die."

As his words came to his feet, the owner Peony in the red cheongsam had turned into a blood mist, just in front of everyone, just one second.

A living person turned into a blood mist in front of everyone, and even the body was not left behind.

As Zhang Muyang's eyes turned, he looked at the old man who was visited by the Baihua Sect tonight.
Chapter completed!