MTL - Landing in the Fantastic World-Chapter 871 see through

"Patriarch, don't listen to him."

A sudden voice sounded, and Duanmu Huashang stepped out of the crowd, sneering: "You are not a Duanmu tribe, who knows if it is a Necroman or an outsider posing, and wants to take the treatment of the elders, They actually wanted to spoil them. "

"Duanmu Huashang, what are you talking about!"

Duanmu Qingling's eyebrows were tightly frowned, and her face was cold and scolded, "Mu Yu is my friend, and our friend of the Duanmu clan. You are so slanderous!"

Duanmu Huashang's mouth angled up and he smiled indifferently: "Qing Ling, don't be fooled by him, this person is speculative and has bad intentions."

"Everyone listens to me. As long as we seize this person, we will be able to force his accomplices. By then, the crisis of our Duanmu tribe will be resolved naturally."

For a while, other ethnic groups also faced doubts, and Duan Muhuashang also made sense.

If Mu Yu really took action against the three elders, they couldn't resist at all in their coma.

"You ..." Ling Duanqing was annoyed, stomped his feet fiercely, and was about to come forward to explain, but his palm was caught by Mu Yu.

Touching the warmth of Mu Yu's palm, Duanmu Qingling turned red, but also calmed down.

She believes that Mu Yu himself will have a solution.

Mu Yu's feet took a gentle step on the ground, and his body turned into a phantom instantly. Duanmu Huashang appeared next to him. He grabbed his arm and fastened it.

"What are you doing? Are you ready for a dog to jump off the wall when I expose it?"

Duanmu Huashang's face didn't show much fear, but he exclaimed: "Everyone sees that he's doing it to me, doesn't it mean that he's guilty?

"Let's go up together, take this person down!"

"You let go of Hua Sang!"

"Why do I accept you as an outsider? If you don't let him go, don't blame us!"

When other people saw this scene, they were all cheeky, and even some people started to flex their muscles.

auzw.com "Mu Shaoxia, don't be impulsive, have something to say, I believe you!"

Duanmu Fenghua still believes in Mu Yu's person, but Duanmu Huashang is a Duanmu tribe after all. As a patriarch, he really can't just ignore it.

Mu Yu did not let go, and looked around at the crowd, and raised his voice, "Do you really think he is your tribe?"

"What do you mean?"

The crowd did not understand what Mu Yu meant.

Duanmu Huashang's face became gloomy, a cold force emanated from his body, freed directly from Mu Yu's palm.

Feeling this cold power, everyone changed colors.

This power is definitely not from the practice of the Duanmu tribe. Is this Duanmu Huashang ... false?

"Did you see this? This is the 'ethnic people' you just wanted to protect, even the power of the Necromancers."

Mu Yu embraced his arms with his chest and looked at Duanmu Huashang indifferently.

"Duanmu Huashang is a Necroman?"

Many Duanmu people couldn't believe Mu Yu's words for the first time. Many people grew up watching Duanmu Huashang. How could they suddenly become Necromancers.

"Do you want to install it again?"

Mu Yu did not answer them, his eyes stared at Duanmu Huashang tightly.

"Duanmu Huashang" grinned with a gloomy smile: "I never thought I could see you through!"

"Yes, I am the head of the 72nd King of the Necromancers, King Xiaolin. As for the Duanmu Huashang you said, he has already died in my hands."

While speaking, King Xiaolin released a cold and horrifying force, covering the entire area around him.

The Duanmu people were terrified and pushed back dozens of steps.

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