Chapter 1181 My Destiny Is up to Me

Gu Jin curled the corners of his lips, revealing a wicked smile.

Xiao An had an accident and was about to die. How could she have no time to spend time with this group of people.

She said that for Xiao An, even if her hands were stained with blood, she would do anything.

Everything has just begun, she will not leave a retreat, and she is determined to find the two souls and seven souls that Xiao An lost.

"You will be condemned!" the middle-aged man cursed.

Gu Jin sneered, his eyes dark and bloodthirsty: "My life is up to me!"

If it was Gu Jin in the past, there was still a little kindness in her heart, but An Mingji's accident completely broke her belief in goodness.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to think that Gu Jin would be so arrogant, he twitched his lips: "There is a god three feet above your head, if you do evil today, you will be punished by heaven tomorrow!"

"I'm waiting! If there really is a way of heaven, return my Xiao An to me, and I will punish it as you say it. I don't believe it! I only want Xiao An's three souls and seven souls to be intact!"

Gu Jin was angry, stepping on each other's feet without using force.

The guardian of the mountain, who was taken as a hostage in her hand, was easily broken again by her neck.

Like throwing garbage, she threw people to the ground at will, with a pair of beautiful eyes full of anger, she glanced at the fearful and restless crowd around her, looking for the next target.

The middle-aged man didn't speak, but the other mountain guards around were panicked.

One of the young and short men could not help but kneel on the ground and cry.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I say, I say!"

The man was trembling all over, and he didn't even dare to look directly into Gu Jin's eyes. The man kneeling on the ground looked like an underage child.

Gu Jin stared at this man with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

These people were covered with a thick black mist, and they didn't know how many lives had been contaminated on their hands, and they dared to condemn them in front of her.

She committed evil and could not live, and she believed that she had never hurt innocent people.

But what is God's return to her, Xiao An, who doesn't know her life or death, almost took her life away.

"Speak!" Gu Jin stared coldly at the man kneeling on the ground.

The man trembled in fear, twitched his lips, and said slowly: "Then, that person's fuyao was detained by us in the formation."

Detention?

Gu Jin's complexion suddenly changed, and his eyes were cold.

"Where are the other souls?"

How dare these people treat Xiao An like this!

Not killing them is not enough to vent their anger.

"Maybe... maybe still wandering in Death Valley," the man said uncertainly.

Gu Jin was trembling with anger, she looked at Ling Qiong standing beside her, who looked around, frowning slightly, and his expression was not very good.

"What do you think?" Gu Jin asked.

Ling Qiong retracted his gaze and shook his head gently at her: "Around a hundred miles, there is no soul of that kid, except there."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the rows of simple thatched huts not far away.

"There is An Mingji's Fu Yashen, which seems to be trapped by the formation."

Gu Jin took a deep breath, raised his feet, and walked straight to the hut with him.

The thatched hut in front of me looks like it has existed for some years.

But when they first came, they didn't see it.

Gu Jin muttered to himself: "It's strange, why didn't you see it last time."

Lingqiong: "That's because there is a formation to hide people's eyes and ears. As long as you don't want people to find out, you can activate the formation."

He lifted his foot and stepped into the hut first.

Gu Jin followed, Linda and Allen were not behind.

As for the group of mountain guards who were left behind by them, no one paid any attention to their lives.

Everyone stepped into the thatched hut, and the suffocating energy from the pavement made their eyes narrow.