Fortunately, Changyan was unharmed and has returned to Yang Shu's position.
Li Muge's gaze fell on the troublesome Yun Qi, and she sent a message to Chang Yan, asking him to take Yang Shu to Yi Tong's place first.
Chang Yan naturally wouldn't agree to try to fix the zither first, but then he thought that if he could fix the zither, he would definitely be able to wipe out this muddy underground city.
"Li Muge, you don't actually think I would willingly reveal my weaknesses to you, do you?"
Do you think I'm a fool?
"How will I know if I don't try!" Li Muge's smile gradually disappeared: "Besides, crushing this scale won't cause me any loss."
Just as Yun Qi was trying to stall for time with Li Muge, he was also preparing to cast a spell to steal the Heart-Protecting Scale that belonged to Li Muge.
An accident occurred; the spot where they were standing suddenly began to shake violently for some unknown reason, followed by...
The underground city's buildings began to explode continuously, and there was a stone sculpture directly above where Li Muge was standing.
When the stone sculpture fell, Li Muge felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, but no pain. When she came to her senses, she looked up.
But they discovered that the fallen stone sculpture had hit Yun Qi on the back.
A look of doubt flashed in Li Muge's eyes.
Fearing that Li Muge would realize he still had feelings for her, Yun Qi hurriedly explained, "Li Muge, don't misunderstand. I was just doing some back exercises out of boredom."
Li Muge: "..."
Such a lame excuse.
It's only because Yun Qi has a high cultivation level. If it were someone with a higher cultivation level, they probably wouldn't have had time to react before meeting their maker.
No, the saying "once bitten by a snake, twice shy" perfectly describes Li Muge's current state.
That damned grandson is definitely trying to use the same old tricks again, wanting to be a con artist and cheat her out of her feelings and money.
Li Muge's eyes instantly turned hostile: "Oh, you want to train, huh? Then you can train slowly."
She easily emerged from the predicament: "Demon Lord, you stay here. This protector will take her leave now."
Yun Qi's face instantly turned pale. His back must have been broken from the impact; he had been far too tense just now.
He forgot to cast the spell, but he was too embarrassed to admit it in front of Li Muge.
His main concern was that Li Muge was afraid of finding out about his current situation.
They might come up and take advantage of his illness to kill him.
certainly.
Yun Qi knew Li Muge quite well.
Given Li Muge's current attitude towards him, she would probably send Yun Qi to his death directly.
Just as Li Muge was about to leave, she stumbled upon Wen Tai and Ye Luo fighting.
Yeluogen and Shakya joined forces to restrain Wentai, who had already fallen into demonic possession.
At this point, Wen Tai had completely succumbed to his desire for fame and fortune.
Black smoke kept emanating from his face, and his fingernails had all turned blacker than ink and sharper than knives.
"Wen Tai."
Ye Luo was about to speak.
He was interrupted by Wen Tai, who was hovering in the air. He waved his long fingernails and said, "I know you people must be trying to persuade me to surrender."
"If you say that, you can spare my life."
"What a pity, this city lord would rather take a gamble with great fanfare than live such a mediocre life and eke out a living."
Ye Luo's lips curled slightly, as if she had heard a funny joke.
"Wen Tai, you colluded with the people of the underground city to harm the lives of demons and humans, and even created conflict between humans and demons."
"Over the years, the number of poor women who have died at your hands must be countless."
"Do you think you can get away with this by turning back and laying down your butcher's knife?"
No one has the right to forgive you on behalf of those who have already lost you.
Ye Luo leaped forward and began fighting Wen Tai with her sword. Although Ye Luo's swordsmanship was excellent, her sword was about to pierce Wen Tai's vital point.
Suddenly, Wen Tai casually tapped Ye Luo's sword with his long black fingernail, and it instantly broke.
Seeing this, Wen Tai became even more smug: "What is there for this city lord to turn back for?"
"If they want to blame someone, they can only blame the injustice of heaven. Why should the cultivation world decide everything based on spiritual roots?"
"Why is it that those with superior spiritual roots can easily obtain everything I want, and all eyes will be on them?"
"But for me, no matter how hard I try, my path to immortality has reached its limit. No matter how hard I cultivate throughout my life, I will never be able to become an immortal, and I may not even reach the Golden Core stage."
"He could only suffer the cold stares of others and become a mediocre outer disciple, forever inferior to those inner disciples."
Ye Luo was somewhat moved by Wen Tai's words, but just as she had said.
No one has the right to forgive the murderer on behalf of the deceased victim.
Li Muge observed the battle from the sidelines, looked at the Broken Sword in his hand, and suddenly had an idea.
"Ye Luo, continue with the Breaking Sword."
Li Muge gathered his cultivation at his fingertips, waved them upwards, and the Breaking Sword in his hand immediately flew towards Ye Luo.
"Thanks." Ye Luo caught the sword smoothly and deftly drew the Breaking Sword from its sheath.
With a single sword strike, Wen Tai's hands were severed.
"No."
Wen Tai crashed to the ground from a great height, blood flowing continuously from his severed hand.
"Impossible, I won't lose."
Ye Luo sighed. Even with a weak spiritual root, he shouldn't use cruel methods on the weaker party.
When those girls died.
The suffering they endured was probably no less than what they are experiencing now.
These should have been the best years of their lives.
These girls haven't even had a chance to blossom yet.
On his deathbed.
They were abandoned by their loved ones.
The fear of desperate death.
I'm afraid the cups of bride's blood that Wen Tai drank were all cold.
Just as Ye Luo gripped the sword hilt, intending to end Wen Tai, this cancerous tumor...
Shakyamuni intervened and stopped Ye Luo.
"Why, Shakyamuni, does such a person deserve to die?"
Ye Luo wields her sword; though gentle in nature, she has her own principles.
It is extremely difficult for outsiders to shake its resolve.
"Give them a chance."
"Give the chance to whom?" Ye Luo's clear eyes flashed with doubt:
Li Muge, who was eavesdropping from the side, was completely baffled.
It can happen very quickly.
Li Muge suddenly understood what Shakyamuni meant.
Wen Tai fell to the ground.
Suddenly, a dozen or so women appeared around him.
They were all dressed in linen clothes with white flowers.
"Get out of here! I'm warning you, if you dare to come near me again, I will annihilate you all."
Wen Tai looked terrified, but he still forced himself to stay composed.
These faces, the oldest being eighteen.
The smallest is only twelve.
The victim, now a spirit, completely ignored Wen Tai's threats.
They had only one thought: revenge.
Looking at the souls of these victimized women, Li Muge avenged himself.
He devoured Wen Tai one bite after another.
She felt a sense of relief; this scoundrel was finally dead.
Just as she was about to leave, a frog demon suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
He struck Li Muge directly with a palm strike. In his haste, Li Muge lost the protective scale belonging to Yun Qi from his hand.
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