Chapter 720 Fortunately you are

"Hiss!"

If Chu Qiantang was there, he would definitely recognize that the wooden hairpin in Mu Chen's hand was the one she carved with her own hands. This wooden hairpin itself is not an ordinary thing. After being carved by Chu Qiantang, it has a protective effect. In addition, this wooden hairpin is something that has been recognized by blood, and only Mu Chen is recognized by him.

The True Lord Shangyang never expected that Mu Chen would have such a move. When the wooden hairpin in his eyebrows was stabbed down, most of his soul was instantly destroyed. The feeling of dissipating like steam made the True Lord Shangyang panic.

"Mu Chen! How dare you!"

"What's not that I dare?" Mu Chen said coldly, pulled out his hairpin and stepped back, watching his soul dissipate, and said disgustedly: "I don't like your soul yet, it's best if it's gone to ashes."

"No! I have been waiting for so many years to be reborn. How can I be destroyed in your hands like this? I am unwilling!" He waved his hands and shouted unwillingly, and rushed towards Mu Chen in front: "As long as you swallow your soul, I will live! Come here! Come here!"

Seeing him pounce on him, Mu Chen dodged, held the wooden hairpin in his hand, stared at the figure and said quietly: "Crazy, and he is very sick."

Without having to do anything, the wooden hairpin in his hand has the ability to purify it. Even if he is unwilling to accept it, he is powerless to turn the world back. He watched from the side, watching his soul dissipate little by little, and finally became straight and transparent, disappearing into his sea of ​​consciousness. His unwilling voice echoed in his sea of ​​consciousness over and over again.

Seeing that the soul of Shangyang Zhenjun finally disappeared, Mu Chen let out a light breath. He did not expect that the inheritance and mental method he obtained would cause him such a problem. If he had not noticed the existence and intention of the soul when he advanced, and had hidden it first, he would have been afraid that he would be the one who would be destroyed.

Thinking of the previous intention of True Lord Shangyang, he felt a sense of fear. Fortunately, nothing bad happened.

Chu Qiantang was guarding the Nuanyu bed. She looked at Mu Chen who had not woken up, but his breath was changing. As the breath changed, the spiritual power of his body surged very strongly. Just when she was worried that he would not know what to do, she found that the wooden hairpin that had originally tied his ink hair suddenly disappeared.

At that moment, she was stunned for a moment, and seemed to think of something, but she was not sure. The two auras on his body were competing, until the aura that stayed on him was familiar to her, her heart couldn't help but jump.

"Mu Chen?" She called out, and saw that he had not woken up, but the aura on his body gradually calmed down, and he also restored the clean aura of the immortal on weekdays.

She held his hand and shouted again: "Mu Chen? Brother Mu?"

After a while, the person who had originally closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of deep black pupils crashed into Chu Qiantang's eyes. However, when his eyes moved down and touched the purple pinching marks on her neck, a trace of self-blame flashed through his eyes.

"Does it hurt?" He wanted to touch her neck, but he realized that he was tied up and could not raise his hand at all.

Without saying anything more, Chu Qiantang knew that the person who woke up was Mu Chen, which made her smile: "I'm fine, are you okay?"

"Well, that soul has been destroyed." Mu Chen said, holding the hairpin that appeared in his hand, showing a smile: "Fortunately there is the hairpin you gave me."

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!