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The latter swallowed his saliva and drank to his subordinates:
"It's tricky, let's get rid of this kid first!"
Many gangsters brandished guns and sticks to attack Ji Youfeng in front of him. The latter stood in place and released an astonishing spatial fluctuation when he raised his hand.
From this moment on, the ignorant young man disappeared, replaced by the ruthless, indifferent white god of death...
In the dim phantom space, Ji Youfeng knelt down on the ground in a flash, the falling lens shattered on the ground, his expression was in a trance.
Suddenly, a burst of clear laughter reached Ji Youfeng's heart like a big bell:
"Unexpectedly, the famous white god of death would have such a past..."
Wearing a black windbreaker, Mu Qiu put his hands in his pockets, and walked slowly towards Ji Youfeng who was kneeling on the ground with a smile on his face.
What is different from the past is that at this time, Mu Qiu's shoulder is surrounded by the phantom of a red butterfly.
Hearing Mu Qiu's words, the latter looked stunned. He was in the space of illusion, and he couldn't distinguish between illusion and reality for a moment.
Wearing spectacles that were shattered like spider webs, Ji Youfeng slowly stood up from the ground with a hollow expression.
"Interesting, your story is amazing..."
As if watching an interesting movie, Mu Qiu walked towards Ji Youfeng while applauding and smiling.
Mu Qiu didn't stop when he walked in front of Ji Youfeng, but continued on, like a stranger on a road.
The black and white figures passed each other, but Ji Youfeng heard Mu Qiu's meaningful teasing words next to his ears:
"I hope you won't let me down in the future, I'm looking forward to your performance..."
"Goodbye, Lord Death..."
There was a certain kind of playfulness and arrogance in the familiar voice, as if it was an old friend who hadn't seen for a long time.
Ji Youfeng's pupils suddenly contracted, and he glanced at Mu Qiu's back in shock.
At this moment, Mu Qiu's back slowly overlapped with a certain figure in his heart, and finally superimposed together, like a whole.
The corners of Ji Youfeng's dry lips opened and closed, and he spoke slowly in a voice that only he could hear:
"Sura..."
Chapter 172 Revealing the secret, the true identity of the purple-robed man
In the dim space, Ji Youfeng's figure gradually faded away, melting into the darkness behind him.
Mu Qiu, dressed in black, walked slowly in the silent space, and the originally dark space around him gradually turned into a purple light curtain.
Mu Qiu, who witnessed all these strange changes, was not in a hurry, and took a few steps forward like a stroll in the courtyard.
In the end, Mu Qiu paused, stopped somewhere in the purple ripple space, looked up, with a smile on his face.
After a while, the purple light curtain in front of Mu Qiu suddenly rippled.
A figure of a purple-robed man emerged from it, with an evil laugh from his mouth.
"Jie Jie Jie..."
"Being able to crack my illusion mirror so easily, it seems that Master Bingjun has hidden a lot of secrets!"
The words spoken by the purple-robed man seemed random, but in reality they were extremely shocked inside.
Even the white god of death has been trapped in his illusion and cannot extricate himself, and this newly promoted ice king can crack it without any pressure.
Even for spiritually awakened people of the same level, it would take a long time to break through the spiritual illusion created by the purple-robed man.
Although he didn't know what method Mu Qiu used, the fear of Mu Qiu in his heart had risen to another level.
Mu Qiu looked up at the mysterious purple-robed man:
"I don't like people hiding their heads and showing their faces..."
For some reason, when Mu Qiu looked up at him, the purple-robed man suddenly felt a chill down his back.
This feeling is like being stared at by the red eyes of a peerless ferocious beast in the ruins...
"Hehe, since the goal has been achieved, the old man will leave first..."
"Master Bingjun, let us meet later..."
The man in purple robe had a hoarse voice, and under the hood was an old face.
And as soon as the purple-robed man finished speaking, his figure floating in the air gradually faded.
Seeing Mu Qiu standing in the same place in front of him, seemingly not moving at all, Zipao breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.
The purple-robed man always felt that if he stayed here, something terrible would happen.
But just when he was about to leave this fantasy space with his ability, he suddenly felt stagnant.
"what happened?!"
The purple-robed man was horrified to find that he couldn't leave the illusion space that he personally set up!
As if imprisoned, his whole body was frozen in this space!
The man in purple looked horrified at the man in black standing on the ground.
Mu Qiu smiled lightly: "Of course, I don't like people running away after pretending to be aggressive."
Following the voice, Mu Qiu tapped his feet, and the purple space under his feet caused waves like water ripples.
Heart net + space enchantment! !
In an instant, the space they were in changed drastically.
The originally deep purple light curtain turned into a light blue geometric space!
Sensing the changes in the surrounding environment, the purple-robed man's heart suddenly set off waves, like falling into an ice cave.
In the next second, the figure of the smiling man in black flashed to the side of the purple robed man.
Mu Qiu clamped the purple-robed man's neck with one hand, lifted him up in the air, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile:
"Now, can we talk?"
The purple-robed man only felt an irresistible storm rushing towards his face, and before he could make a move, he was already firmly restrained by Mu Qiu.
"Ahem... Yuhai Bingjun, it seems that everyone underestimates you..."
The purple-robed man's throat was restrained, his voice became hoarse and deep, and his voice trembled slightly, obviously his mood was not calm at the moment.
Judging from Mu Qiu's performance just now, whether it is mental power or speed power, it is far superior to the S-level white death god Ji Youfeng! !
Mu Qiu stared at the purple-robed old man in front of him.
The next moment, a gust of invisible wind swept over the corner of his clothes, lifting the hood of the purple-robed man.
Inside was an old man's face that he had never seen before.
The gray hair was blown away by the wind, the old face was mottled, the wrinkled skin was dry, and the complexion was sallow, just like a dying old man who was about to die.
This is a very strange appearance, but Mu Qiu stared at it for a long time.
There was a smile on the face of the purple-robed old man:
"Hehe, is it possible that Lord Bingjun sees that the old man's time is running out, and plans to let the old man die?"
But Mu Qiu raised the corners of her lips and said:
"The trick of the triangular cat..."
Mu Qiu's palms clamping the neck of the purple-robed man suddenly trembled.
The old face of the purple-robed man suddenly distorted strangely, like waves on the surface of calm water!
Then, under the action of a burst of vigorous spiritual energy, the face of the purple-robed man was cracked inch by inch like a mirror!
Under the face that was split like a spider web, a very enchanting and charming face suddenly appeared in front of Mu Qiu——
The moment he saw this appearance, even Mu Qiu's eyes flashed a hint of surprise:
"Lu Qianqian..."
At this moment, the identity of the mysterious purple-robed man was finally revealed——
She turned out to be the courtesan sought after by tens of thousands of people in the search team, the goddess in the Yuhai base——Lu Qianqian, whom Wei Linger regarded as her sworn enemy!
Speaking of which, when Mu Qiu first came to the base, Lu Qianqian invited Mu Qiu to join her team.
In the later Lan'an City's battle against alien religions, it even emerged.
Unexpectedly, this seemingly charming and enchanting woman, behind her back, turned out to be a cultist of a foreign origin who is hated and indignant by the world.
Mu Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly. If he remembers correctly, Lu Qianqian's awakened supernatural power is none other than the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox of the Special Mutation System, and her strength revealed to the public is only B-level...
And judging from the previous series of methods, Lu Qianqian's strength has definitely reached the S-level level!
Her identity was exposed by Mu Qiu, but Lu Qianqian didn't seem to panic at all.
I saw her jade finger outline, caressing Mu Qiu's cheek:
"As expected of Lord Bingjun of Yuhai, he found out the identity of the little girl so easily, he really is as careful as a hair."
"So... what are you going to do next?"
The woman's face is charming, her cheeks are bright red, and a beauty mole under the corner of her eyes adds a bit of enchantment to her.
Lu Qianqian stretched out her plain hand, cupped Mu Qiu's cheek, and looked at her affectionately:
"After all, here, the little girl has no power to resist!"
The illusion around her was broken, and the slim figure of the woman was vividly displayed under the outline of the purple robe.
With a slender waist and a plump figure, matched with her bright red face and eyes full of affection...
There is no doubt that this is a stunner.
A playful look flashed in Mu Qiu's eyes, but the arm that pinched Lu Qianqian's jade neck suddenly exerted force.
A huge force came from her throat, and Lu Qianqian's complexion instantly became painful.
"I rarely hit women...but that doesn't mean I don't kill women."
Mu Qiu was still smiling with squinted eyes, but what she said made Lu Qianqian feel deeply hopeless.