Chapter 2280: Mu Yan... dead? (One)

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The eyelids are as heavy as lead, and every inch of temperature and strength in the body is lost a little.
She wants to take a nap and take a good sleep.
Mu Yan’s eyes slowly closed and her consciousness gradually dissipated.
Qi Huang, and other people who shouted heartbreaking, also gradually went away.
But at this moment, the virtual ring in her hand suddenly flashed.
A pure warm energy, rushed into the body of the body from the virtual ring.
The consciousness that she had already dispersed was suddenly gathered.
Mu Yan suddenly opened her eyes, but was shocked by the scene in front of her eyes: "Seven Xiaohuang, what are you doing?"
I saw not far away, the red-eyed and beautiful young boy, is holding the dirty Xuan Guimu to the heavenly magic piano.
The celestial piano trembles constantly, making a scream like a scream.
Hearing the voice of Mu Yan, Qi Huang jerked his head up, and the red eyes looked straight to her.
The voice of the exit is so hoarse and hopeful, "Jun Muyan, you, you are not dead?"
Mu Yan raised her hand and knocked on his head: "You are dead! This lady is very fashionable, how easy is it to die?"
However, this time knocked on her, but her hand directly penetrated the body of Qi Huang.
She glanced down and looked down at herself.
This is... the soul body?
Why is her soul in the space? What about her body?
The memory in the head gradually returned.
She hacked a rotten body and slaughtered the dead door.
However, it was exhausted and could no longer deal with Qin Qingye and the second head of corruption.
Then her body was swallowed up by the rot.
"So, I... really dead?"
"How could it be!!" Seven Huang shouted, and then her eyes fixed on her. Although she tried to hide it, she couldn't hide her fear: "Jun Muyan, don't be afraid, don't be sad, you are not dead." As long as the Heavenly Magic is advanced and you reshape the fourth property of the Moon, your body will be restored."
Mu Yan did not have too much fear, just looked at the pitiful Tianmo Qindao: "You don't force it. It seems that such red gold and black ghost wood, it can't really absorb it."
Her eyebrows are gentle and her voice is clear. "Seven Xiaohuang, you are, don't be afraid, don't be sad. How can I die so easily? Chi Yanjin and Xuan Guimu can't absorb it now. I can always find ways to let The Heavenly Magic is absorbed."
Qi Huang’s body trembled a little.
He wants to roar. "Which eye do you see that I am afraid of being sad?"
But the sound was stuck in the throat, and it was released at half point.
He looked at the two disgusting celestial materials and looked at Mu Yan.
Suddenly bite your teeth and put your wrist on your mouth and bite.
Thick, bright red with a slow black liquid flowing slowly from his wrist, dripping on the red gold and the mysterious wood.
"Seven Huang, what are you doing!!"
Mu Yan’s heart instinctively jumped and rushed over to stop.
But she is now a soul, and what can she do?
There are more and more blood flowing down the wrists of Qihuang.
Gradually, magical things happened.
The disgusting things on the surface of Chi Yanjin and Xuan Guimu seem to have melted rapidly like any corrosive liquid.
A bead that resembles gold and gold, and a piece of dark green wood slowly appear in front of you.
The celestial body that was still shivering and dodging was still sensing what it was.
Suddenly a slamming sound, the sound of the piano picked up half a meter high, the strings trembled violently.