“There are tens of thousands of people in the gravel gang, although they are merely mortals who cannot be cultivated. He said he could control everything? Is that funny? ”

The alcoholic raised his head and looked at Muang, "Miss Jun, would you believe me? ”

Mu Yan said, “How do you prove that you have the strength of [the king]? ”

In the middle of the conversation, suddenly not far away came a loud bang.

Immediately afterwards, a large hole was broken by the thick fog.

Whoops, can blow people over the wind, wrapped in intense spiritual power, poured from that hole.

The people who were just talking about war couldn't help but stare at that hole.

Someone is stuck in his face.

There are incredible tears in the eyes.

“The junction is broken! Jesus Christ, am I dreaming? Can I really get out of the gravel? ”

“But what if we go out? I've been a cripple for a long time. ”

Pain, prayer, struggle, despair, all brought together in hell.

Then, as the outpouring of spiritual power grew stronger and stronger, everyone felt a powerful fluctuation in energy.

Everyone couldn't help but turn their gaze to Mu Yan.

“She, she is absorbing spiritual power, the mending of the demon head is really not abandoned. ”

“But how is that possible? If it's not scrapped, why was it thrown into a gravel post? ”

The people at the bottom talked about it, but Moe didn't care about it at all.

Her dantian, her meridians, every pore in her body, are insanely absorbing the spiritual forces that float between heaven and earth.

Dry Dantian was filled, and the familiar voice sounded again in his ears.

The celestial magic piano in your hand is once again as if it were your torso, your arms making your fingers inseparable.

A powerful force that will reassure her a little bit.

This feels so good!

Mu Yan took a deep breath and turned around and grabbed the little yellow chicken that was making a "whoa whoa whoa” noise, turning to walk outside the gravel post.

Before she left, she placed one of the storage rings filled with ordinary cloud bones and cloud skin directly on the ground.

Throw another bottle of Dan medicine to Rui Lai, “This medicine can cure your wounds. Stay alive, be it in the gravel gang or get out of here. ”

“Miss Jun!” Rui Lai catches the medicine, but she screams anxiously, "Aren't you going to say yes to the boss's request? ”

Muang turned around and looked at her with a smile, “There is no free lunch in the world. You exposed your rare warlords and said you were going to take control of those in the gravel gang for me, but you never said what you wanted. Often this is the case, either of the Blessed Virgin Mary, who does not forget to give thanks, or of the great and dangerous demands. Why should I be involved in this vortex for no reason when we meet? ”

The alcoholic sniffed, raising his head for the first time, and looked deeply at her.

The deep red-blooded eyes are filled with inquiry, but more is the deep, uncontrollable desire for pain.

This person's appearance is cynical, insane and stupid, but must carry a deep blood vendetta.

Mu Yan was thinking.

But what does this have to do with me?

Putong--!

When Muang intends to turn around and leave again.

Rui Lai suddenly fell on her knees and kowtowed again to her: "Miss Jun, please! Please!”