Chapter 5272 5.1024 Will Not Forgive You

"Boss, why are you so confused." Mu Jingjing and Mu Jingluo Qiqi sighed.

Seventh Uncle Mu Jingrui was also very calm, shook his head, took out a wooden box and opened it, and took out a life token, "Brother's life lamp has been completely broken, logically he should be dead."

Mu Woods called out, "Isn't it? The uncle is now, now, isn't he?"

Corpse puppets? Two words came out of everyone's hearts.

Mu Jingrui threw the box into the iron cage, and sighed, "Brother is so confused."

Mu Jingfeng rushed over suddenly, but he was stopped by the iron fence.

He was squeezed between the iron fences, with a deformed face firmly pressed against the iron pillars, his two eyeballs could barely roll, and he just stared at the tree sideways.

"I, bury me...with, with you, mother...together..." Mu Jingfeng rushed over to stare at Qiao Mu, just to utter these words with difficulty.

This surprised everyone and looked at him in surprise.

Can the corpse puppet still be conscious?

What does this mean? It means that the method of Tianyun may be completely upgraded.

Will the corpse puppets they create in the future still retain the will of the people during their lifetime, or... all have thoughts.

In that case, it will be even more difficult to deal with.

A corpse puppet's body that is invulnerable to swords and swords, coupled with a brain that can think, is afraid that it can compete with the world of cultivators?

Qiao Mu stared at him coldly, those eyes that could only see dry bones but no human figure clearly reflected Mu Jingfeng's mutilated and mutated body.

Everyone saw that Mu Jingfeng, who was a corpse puppet... shivered in a very human way.

When they saw the indistinct cold light in the little Patriarch's eyes, they all felt a slight chill in their hearts.

it's too cold!

The little Patriarch's eyes were so ruthless that it was frightening.

"You don't deserve it." She uttered these three words coldly, but each word seemed to hit everyone's hearts hard.

Poor Mu Jingfeng has no eyelids at this time, if not, his eyelids would probably tremble a bit.

At this moment, even those two black bean-like eyes wouldn't move, just staring at Qiao Mu sluggishly.

"Mu Jingfeng, until the end of my life, I, my mother, will never forgive you forever."

"You don't deserve to be buried with her. Look at yourself, this dead bone, this disgusting body of Bala, are you willing to stain her eyes?"

"Before you die, don't be so pretentious. You don't trust her at all, and you don't love her. From head to toe, including your hair, there is nothing worthy of her. You! This life , there will be no chance, see her for the last time!"

Xiao Facial Paralyzed's vicious and unusual words almost shattered the hearts and souls of everyone present.

Several elders looked at her with shock in their eyes.

The hand of the old Patriarch Mu Cang holding the cane trembled even more.

They didn't know what words to use to describe the shock in their hearts at this moment.

Little Facial Paralyzed's decisiveness, ruthlessness, bluntness and sternness almost made everyone feel suffocated.

The old man looked back again, and saw that Mu Jingfeng had stopped shaking, and was quietly hanging on the iron pillar, with a pair of dark eyes, staring straight at the direction where the little face turned and left.

"Jingfeng." The old man held his cane and burst into tears.

This is his own son, who was raised by his side and raised since he was a child. Now that a white-haired person sends a black-haired person, it is always sad.