"You worldly people will bear the wrath of Junlin Mountain!" Mu Hua roared to the sky!

But this is useless, because worldly people are extremely indifferent!

The moonlight shines in the sky, like a crescent moon rising in a vast ocean, with sparkling waves and rising and falling tides.

Ye Shuangshuang reached out and grabbed it. This grasp caught the passing time and the heart of life!

Then Ye Shuangshuang pinched it hard!

Muhua's mouth spurted blood, mixed with a broken heart!

He coughed dryly, but Wei Ziqing's iron fists penetrated his chest directly, and then tore it apart!

Muhua is dead!

The death was tragic and very painful.

It was only at this moment that Liu Linwan finally woke up.

"Do not kill me!"

"I can give you whatever you want!"

"I have Yuanyang, I can feed it back to you!"
Chapter completed!