Dressed as a villain: I rely on an iron pot to revive the world of immortals!

Chapter 453

"What you call the way of heaven, for us, is destined to suffer here from birth."

The eyes of the girl on the reclining chair reflected the scene of burning fire, Chen Muxue smelled a smell of barbecue, but she knew the source of this smell, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Chu Yue couldn't struggle anymore. Under the black air, even though he had become a big lump of scorched flesh that couldn't move, he still maintained a trace of vitality. They were determined to torture him to the last second.

Perhaps at this time Chu Yue could experience the despair in the hearts of those women who had no ability to resist when he brought those people in.

Chen Muxue covered her mouth and nose.

"And the black air in your mouth, which seems to be heinous, is salvation for us. She took away the bad luck that troubled us, and finally gave us a chance to control a kind of power. It seems that you deserve to die On the contrary, it makes us disappear from the ailments that have been plagued by bad luck for many years."

The girl on the recliner said, walking towards the two of them step by step.

Although when she looked at the two of them, she didn't have the same hatred in her eyes as when she faced Chu Yue, but Chen Muxue's intuition told her that this person should not become their friend.

Those women were also following behind the chair woman, and they seemed to be headed by her.

Cen Lizhui also felt that something was wrong, especially now that something was wrong with him because of the deepening blackness in this environment.

It seems that this black air will not only conflict with the spiritual power in the cultivator's body, but also seem to be able to stimulate those unknown emotions and desires that are hidden deepest in the heart.

Suppressing the feeling that was about to move in his heart, Cen Lizhui pulled Chen Muxue back and looked at the girl on the recliner: "I actually don't have much judgment on these things. We are different from other cultivators. anything about it."

The girl on the reclining chair even made a ridiculous "huh": "Really? I remember that you came last time to deal with Wu Xin. This time, is there any other reason?"

Seeing them approaching closely, and there are so many people, this is still their territory, Chen Muxue cleared her throat: "Indeed! We came here this time for other things, and we accidentally bumped into you. It's also an accident, if you don't believe me, go west, there is a small dirt bag over there, that's why we came!"

"The little dirtbag in the west...do you even know her?" someone from the crowd behind the girl on the reclining chair asked.

"That's right, that's why we came here. Now, now, we got lost and came here by accident, um." Chen Muxue nodded as she spoke, as if she believed it.

Only then did the women stop, and the recliner girl looked up and down the two of them suspiciously, as if she was weighing the credibility of Chen Muxue's words.

I saw Chen Muxue's eyes widened suddenly, with disbelief written all over her face, she suddenly yelled: "Fuck! Chu Yue! How can you still run?!"

Cen Lizhui next to her couldn't help but tilt her head. I heard that there is a kung fu called Hedong Lion's Roar in Jianghu. Chen Muxue didn't practice it, so I can't say Chen Muxue's loss. It should be that kung fu. The loss, without such an excellent heir, is a big loss.

Sure enough, when Chen Muxue yelled like this, those women immediately turned their heads to check on Chu Yue's condition, as if they were worried and wanted to run to the burning fire.

"Run!"

(End of this chapter)