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Chapter 623 Lord Ghost King, please don't pity me 36

"Leave..."

"right……"

"She didn't say anything?"

"No."

"Are there any words about me?"

"No."

Leaving...

She left like this, not even a word left for him?

"You lie, I don't believe it!"

He also knew the owner of the Soul-Suppressing Tower. It was a guy with extremely vicious means. How could Mu Yan take the Soul-Suppressing Tower from him?

Seeing Ye Liuguang not believing it, Mu Yan smiled slightly, sacrificed the Soul-Suppressing Tower and held it in front of him, with a hideous ghost aura lingering on it. When he touched Ye Liuguang's breath, it boiled like molten slurry.

The sudden change made everyone stunned.

"ah!"

"My God! It's the Soul-Suppressing Tower!"

"It turned out to be the Soul-Suppressing Tower!"

As soon as the Soul-Suppressing Tower came out, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Mu Yan, with deep fear and fear.

No wonder she dared to kill her former Lord Xifeng, ruined the mind of the Supreme Elder, and took away Lord Eternal Night's sword!

It’s all because she is the owner of the Soul-Suppressing Tower!

When everyone was stunned, Mu Yan also discovered the abnormality of the Soul-Suppressing Tower...

It was ecstatic because the air around it was filled with yin energy that made its ability soar!

Mu Yan put away the Soul-Suppressing Tower without any trace and said lightly: "Lord Night has any advice?"

Ye Liuguang shook his head in dismay, dragging his heavy steps away...

Three days later, the grand event officially opened.

On the holy and magnificent platform, the throne of ice and snow is majestic and majestic, and the golden light flows from the throne like a waterfall to everyone, like a miracle of a god.

Behind the platform is an ancient tree that stands tall into the clouds and is full of vitality.

The ancient tree crown is like a canopy, with its emerald green color that makes people feel refreshed and happy. The trunks are even more vigorous and beautiful. Every inch records its past for countless years on the other side of the mountains and rivers.

At this moment, the tree is emitting endless vitality, and this is the source of spiritual energy in this continent.

Without it, the spiritual energy of the whole world would wither.

So it is the tree of life, and it deserves its name.

As everyone was looking forward to it, the Lord of the Mysterious Temple finally slowly climbed up to the platform. It was a cool and stunning face, with long silver hair hanging behind her, making a scene. The charm of the lingering body, which was unreachable to the brush and ink, was so easy to see even Mu Yan.

This allowed Murray to soak in acid water from the inside out...

Even though he knew that he had no position to say something, he still couldn't help but protest: "It's just a young face, how good is it?"

Mu Yan was stunned, then smiled and said, "The eyebrows and eyes are as picturesque as picturesque, as elegant as immortals, why are they not good-looking?"

Murliang choked and thought to himself that in this life and what Mu Yan said, "eye and eyes are like picturesque" and "elegant as fairy" are two extremes.

What's wrong with a little grievance?

But it doesn't matter. She likes this tone. In the next life, he will be a person with picturesque and indifferent eyes!

Unexpectedly, Mu Yan changed his tone: "But no matter how good it looks, it is not as good as you."

Murliang was stunned again, the steaming heat rushed from his feet to his head, making him blush like a cooked crab.

Her words were lightly whipped up and fluttered, drunk, and her heart seemed to be filled with honey, and she couldn't even stop the smile on her face.

Mu Yan was amused, but his eyes were turned away indifferently.
Chapter completed!
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