Chapter 3143 It Depends on Who We Kill First (2)

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Mu Yan raised her eyebrows, her peach blossom eyes were lazy and contemptuous, "You can do it anyway, if you eat it, you will be poisoned, I will lose, but the premise is that you have to ensure the deliciousness of our three meals, how? Of course, if you are skilled It's better that people are killed, don't blame me."

Rao Yili, the undyed pervert, was silent for a moment at this time.

The atmosphere between the two is harmonious and friendly. Who would have thought that the topic they were talking about was how to poison each other?

The long eyelashes covered under the red silk trembled slightly.

Even if there was an obstruction, Mu Yan felt the hot and excited gaze projected on her body.

Her heart skipped a beat.

She had suspected before that this Li Weiyan was not blind at all.

At this time, the suspicion of the heart was completely confirmed.

But since he wasn't blind, why did he cover his eyes with red silk?

Just as he was suspicious, he heard the low and sultry voice of the young man in his ears, "Okay! I agree. Then, please give Muyan a lot of advice!"

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"Is this the ghost farm?"

Listening to the noisy human voice and smelling the stench of chaos, Mu Yan couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Everything here gave her a distant sense of familiarity.

In a previous life, she had been sold into the cave of the ghost market by Gong Qianxue's confidant.

Gathered there are the lowest, most ferocious, and most insidious human beings in the entire Yanwu Continent.

They can kill casually for a bite to eat.

You can also sell your body without hesitation in order to survive.

The entire mass grave is perpetually filled with chaos, violence, and a suffocating rancid smell.

The ghost farm in front of you is not like the bloody jungle of the ten thousand people.

After all, the Guijuchang allows people to enter and leave at will, and once the ten thousand caves are sent in, there is almost no possibility of escaping.

But the kind of cruelty, tyranny and insidiousness that breeds in despair is exactly the same as the Grotto.

The ground of the ghost farm was muddy.

Occasionally, a few children in tattered clothes ran past screaming, splashing a rancid muddy water.

The low houses built of wood are lined with 8 verticals and 7 verticals, and several alleys criss-cross are delineated.

As long as there are gaps on both sides of the alley, people can be seen setting up stalls or begging on the ground.

Painful wailing came from some wooden houses.

There are also well-dressed men and women standing at the entrance of some wooden houses.

They dressed up, put on charming expressions, and shouted at the passing pedestrians.

"Guest officer, come in and take a seat! We have a pair of sisters here, we promise to satisfy you, guest officer."

"Woman, stay! Look how thin and tender this young man is, and he is very strong. You can play whatever you want!"

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As soon as Muyan and Li Weiran entered the ghost farm, they attracted countless eyes.

Of course, it wasn't Mu Yan who caught the eye.

After staying in Yunluo Mountain for more than ten days, Mu Yan looked no better than a savage beggar.

His clothes were tattered, his hair was knotted, his face was muddy, and the stench all over his body was exactly the same as in this ghost town.

Li Weiyan is the exact opposite of her.

The boy was dressed in a snow-white robe, and even the shoes on his feet were spotless.

His black hair was flowing like clouds, like ink like waterfalls.

The bright red satin covered his face, making his skin as pale as jade, and his thin lips and pale pink alluring.

Smooth and perfect curves, extending from the temples to the chin, to the delicate collarbone.

The young man is like a work of art carved out of white jade.

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