Chapter 2369: The horror lore of Leng Yuexia (1)

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At that time in the ink camp, the best relationship with Changyu was Guan Hu, Chang Yu’s death, and the most sad was the brother of the ink camp.
She believes that the ink camp will certainly take care of and teach Chang Cheng.
As for the poplar, Mu Yan also let Guan Hu take people to the Changsheng Camp. It is hard to find talents in the Changsheng camp. Haishu will be ecstatic when he sees this rare refining genius.
Mu Yan returned to the flame door of Qingyunjie alone.
Looking at the hall where people have gone to the hollow, remembering the scene that was once dirty and ugly, she took out the celestial piano and plucked the strings.
Countless leaves with flames fell.
A few loud noises, the once prosperous flame door collapsed and turned into ruins.
Mu Yan gently recited in her heart: "Chang Yu, goodbye!".
Turning around is about to go, suddenly, a very uneasy premonition, flowing through her body.
Since the performance of the music teacher rose to the seventh level, Mu Yan felt that her sixth sense was several times sharper than before.
In the confrontation with Qin Peng, the "Xuan Xian", it was not crushed to death in the first time.
To some extent, this is the pre-judgment of the crisis.
Therefore, when the unpredictable hunch came again, Mu Yan did not think about it, and the Tianmo Qin became a seven-sword sword, and it was all over the body.
The whole person, like an offline arrow, flies away from the distance.
Almost at the moment when her figure disappeared, the cold moon glowed in front of the ruins of the flame door, and the brow was wrinkled.
She was fascinated by her, capturing the breath of the surrounding, and the light was cold. "Yes, it is indeed the fluctuation of the power of the gods who are unique to the singer, and it has not been long before."
"Small monk, since I am down, do you think you escaped my palm?"
As soon as the voice fell, the figure of Leng Yuxia suddenly disappeared in the same place, and a stream of light rushed away in the direction of Mu Yanfei.
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Leng Yuxia is a mysterious fairy, and it is a taller than the Qinpeng.
Her idling speed is by no means comparable to a little Jin Dan monk.
So only the blink of an eye, Leng Yuxia caught up with Mu Yan.
In the sky, the clouds are overcast and the rain is getting denser and denser.
This time, Mu Yan did not waste the spiritual power, and used [sacred hand weaving the sky] to block, but let the rain water wet their clothes and hair.
Her gaze did not instantly look at the glamorous woman not far away.
This woman looks about thirty years old and looks gorgeous. But this kind of gorgeous, there is no sense of bright and clear, but mixed with a trace of sinister and spicy.
Let people look at this charming face, not only can not be obsessed with amazing, but no sense of jealousy.
The dense rain fell on the glamorous woman, not contaminated with her half.
She hovered in the air, slightly higher than Mu Yan, when she looked down at her, there was a feeling of contempt that looked at the ants.
This kind of contempt, as well as her terrible pressure from the whole body, made Mu Yan almost the first time to determine that people are not people who cultivate the mainland.
This is another so-called immortal from the mainland of Xiu Xian, and it is a fairy who wants to put himself to death.
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When Mu Yan looked at the cold moon, Xiao Yuexia was also looking at Mu Yan.
At the beginning, when the cold and clear clothes were taken, the wind and sand were changed, and a pattern was changed.
In the heart of Leng Yuexia, there has been a deep embarrassment.
Because today's cold and clear, so beautiful, even far more than when she was young.
And her appearance is similar to the music teacher Yu Yu.