Tan Tailuo and the others stood outside the city wall in a daze, looking at this god-forsaken city. No one noticed that Mu Huan was suddenly abnormal.
Mu Huan stood behind him, with an indescribable smile on his lips, which seemed to be charming, and mocking, but the bright smile from before was gone.
It's a pity that Tan Tailuo and the others didn't see it. "Let's go in!" Mu Huan's voice sounded lightly. Tan Tailuo didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that Mu Huan suddenly became very excited, because there was a hint of anticipation in his tone.
"Okay!" Tan Tailuo came to Mu Huan and just as he was about to take Mu Huan's hand, Mu Huan inadvertently dodged it. Tan Tailuo was stunned. Why did he suddenly not let her go?
As if sensing his potential exposure, Mu Huan forced a familiar "silly smile" and said, "Something's not right here. We'd better be careful!" This sentence dispelled Tan Tailuo's doubts. The other men were all rougher men, so they didn't notice anything different.
The five people walked into the city. The streets were empty, but the entire street was unusually clean, as if it had been cleaned every day.
Walking down the street, the occasional gust of cool wind blew through, penetrating into one's bones with a chilling chill that threatened to kill. Mu Huan, walking at the very back, suddenly stopped. Looking at the few people still walking ahead, a grim smile played at the corner of his mouth.
With a gentle wave of her right hand, a massive black vortex appeared behind Tan Tailuo and the others, and in an instant, they all vanished. "The tragedy of this city ends now!" Her red lips parted, and a faint voice lingered in the air.
Mu Huan's disguise soon failed. Her black hair turned white, a dot of cinnabar between her eyebrows, and her bright red lips were tinged with black. She wore a long red dress that dragged on the ground, revealing her fair shoulders. She looked like a goblin dragged down from hell, extremely charming!
Mu Huan walked forward with light lotus steps. If he remembered correctly, the place ahead was the remains of the ghost world that had been destroyed for thousands of years, the real ghost palace!
"Do you think that if you destroy my city, everything will be fine?" Mu Huan's expression was full of sarcasm. He had never seen such a hypocritical race before. The Protoss, they really were the filthiest place in the world!
Walking into the hall, Mu Huan slowly walked in, touching every corner of the hall. It was covered in dust, and there was no trace of the prosperity of a thousand years ago.
"Gods! How can I forgive you!" Mu Huan wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye. She no longer had the right to cry! Only the weak would choose to use tears to escape problems.
A gust of cold wind blew over, hitting Mu Huan's back. Mu Huan's eyes turned cold, and she disappeared instantly. She came behind the person, no, the ghost, who had just attacked her.
"Actually, there are still survivors?" There was a hint of disbelief, but more of joy.
The ghost in front of Mu Huan stared at him, seemingly in disbelief. As he slowly approached, he realized that Mu Huan truly had a kindred spirit. Ghosts, by nature, lacked emotions, but Mu Huan could truly sense its joy.
"Did you recognize it?"
The ghost before him seemed to have yet to awaken its spiritual intelligence. Looking at Mu Huan, it could only scream excitedly, the kind that screamed as if its own rotting flesh was being torn apart. Fortunately, ghosts didn't feel pain. If it were any other species, they would probably be in unbearable pain.
Mu Huan stretched out his hand, and a flame of the holy fire of the underworld entered the ghost's left heart cavity. The blue-purple flame danced happily in the ghost's broken body. As the flame gradually weakened, the ghost's rotten body was recovering at a miraculous speed.
Soon, the ghost in front of him revealed its former appearance. Its face was still as pale as before, but one could tell from looking at it that it had been a handsome and noble young man in its past life. It was a blessing to be born.
"Ghost, Lord Ghost." He still spoke with some reluctance, but at least he had some intelligence and no longer just screamed like before.
"Are you the only one in this city?" Mu Huan asked with a trembling voice.
The ghost in front of him shook his head stiffly, "No, it's not." Even as he spoke, his entire body was still shaking, and had not yet fully recovered. The feeling of his flesh and blood being torn apart alive was still there.
"There are, there are still many, imprisoned!" He said it with difficulty. In the end, it could not withstand the erosion of thousands of years, and was directly broken and weathered. Even the holy fire could not save it.
Mu Huan had never imagined that the ghost tribe would be in such a state a thousand years later. Thinking of the last words it left behind, "Imprisoned!", his eyes narrowed slightly, filled with anger.
It seemed as if she had thought of something. Last time during the temple trial, she seemed to have met that woman, Xi Ling! Ha! The current ghost master, that was her, abandoning the tribe here! Without the slightest hesitation, Mu Huan left the hall.
Because so much time had passed, she had almost forgotten the city's structure. But that didn't stop her from finding the site of the sacrificial offerings. After all, Mu Huan couldn't think of a better place to imprison the ghosts. Given Xi Ling's temperament, she certainly didn't want to see her subordinates still in the ghost realm.
After all, the little gift he had given her when he first awakened had been destroyed, hadn't it? Thinking of the destroyed Manjushage, Mu Huan sneered. How could someone who couldn't stand the slightest threat ascend to the position of Ghost Lord?
Looking at the empty altar sealed by several powerful seals, Mu Huan felt angry. "Using the Hundred Demons Seal! That's really impressive!"
Mu Huan stared at the Netherworld in his hand, lost in thought. His strength hadn't fully recovered yet, and this time, he'd only barely gained control of his body thanks to the Blood Moon. He couldn't guarantee what the consequences would be if he forcibly broke the seal!
"I thought you wouldn't come back."
A familiar voice sounded behind Mu Huan. It was her! Mu Huan turned around with difficulty and saw her most cherished old friend, the one who had protected her ghost clan when she was isolated and helpless.
"Meiyuan!" Mu Huan walked down from the altar and came to Meiyuan. "You, are you still alive?"
"No, this is just an obsession." Mei Yuan turned his back, "My Mei clan has lost everything since the great war that year. And I, just want to see you again, but I have this obsession!" Originally, I was a careless person, but because of feelings for one person, I gave up everything!
"Why don't you cross the Wangchuan River?" Mu Huan asked, and seemed to suddenly think of something, "Yes, you can't cross the Wangchuan River because I'm not here. That person must have blocked your way to rebirth!" Mu Huan stretched out his hand to touch Mei Yuan's body, but it went straight through his body.
"I was really too willful back then!"
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