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It was hard to tell if it was anger or something else on Mu Sword Spirit's face. This was because the blush on her face slowly spread to her neck, causing her entire body to heat up. Although she had lost the chance to enter the Imperial Sword Sect, it was still better than being wasted by this beast. However, this thought could not become reality, because the only chance to escape had been strangled out, and the wooden board had been placed into a storage bag while she was bathing, causing the storage bag to fall into his hands. It seemed like he had no hope of escaping this time. He decisively picked up the sword in his hand, wanting to end his own life.

Seeing this, Wei An's expression changed slightly. He hastily extended his hand and shot out an earthy yellow Spiritual Energy at the sword in Mu Sword Spirit's hand. The sword made a "ding" sound as it bounced off the sword and landed on the ground.

At this moment, Mu Jian Ling no longer had the slightest bit of spirit energy left in her body and could only be a lamb that was slaughtered by others. She could not even commit suicide, let alone escape, especially when facing the lustful look in Yu An's eyes. She had a feeling of despair. How great was the change in her life? Sometimes, heaven and hell were separated by a thin line.

Mu Sword Spirit's face flushed red. At this moment, she felt a kind of desolate beauty, making people unable to help but feel pity and pity for her. She muttered to herself mockingly: "Is the world of cultivators so cruel? Father, mother and daughter still do not have the ability to take revenge for you all. Today, they are going to be humiliated by a villain. Was he born to serve men? I asked myself why all of them were looking at me with indifference and ridicule when I didn't do anything to let down my clansmen. Is it because of my physique? " Mu Sword Spirit gave a pitiful smile as two streams of tears appeared at the corners of her eyes.

At this moment, Mu Sword Spirit was thinking of Yang Fan. The darkest moment in her life was when Yang Fan had barged into her heart and brought her back from her closed doors. In these few days, Yang Fan had meticulously taken care of her, causing her dead heart to once again feel the warmth of the human world. What a person was afraid of was death. What a person was most afraid of was death in the heart. If a person's heart died, then they would live like a zombie.

She had already experienced the feeling of death in her heart. It was as if all the people in the world treated her coldly, as if they were all in the dark around her. She had only faith to support her at that time, and she couldn't be more careful. When she came out of the teleportation circle, she swore to go back openly and avenge her parents.

Ever since she got to know Yang Fan, her tranquil heart started to ripple. She realized that she somewhat liked the feeling of being cared for by Yang Fan. However, it was too late for her to face her heart courageously.

A hint of confusion appeared in Mu Sword Spirit's eyes, she raised her head and muttered to herself, "Is this love? But I don't have a chance to tell you who I really am. "

He slowed down his pace and walked over. With his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, he swallowed saliva as he said, "Rest assured Miss, I will not kill you. As long as you become my man, I will not mistreat you." Wei An could no longer hold it in and pressed on.

Even though she knew that it was already impossible to resist, Mu Sword Spirit still shouted out instinctively, "You, don't come over here." Mu Jian Ling took a few steps back in panic while gasping for breath. Sweat seeped out of her cheeks because of the intense outburst.

Mu Sword Spirit felt that her mental defenses were about to be broken. She felt that she could not hold on much longer as she covered her chest with her hands.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Wei An quickly walked up to Mu Jian Ling and tapped her shoulders twice. He then wrapped his arms around her as he pulled her close to his chest and took a deep breath.

Although Mu Sword Spirit's body was scorching hot, she would definitely not be moved by him. She was forcefully suppressing it as she glared at Wei An, as if she was about to spit fire.

Wei An could feel the hatred Mu Sword Spirit felt towards him. He placed the sword in his hand to the side and took off his jacket, spreading it among the weeds as he slowly put her down. Towards her eyes, he could only be indifferent. I have seen many people like you. Initially, you were unwilling to do it even if it cost you your life. However, when you start to work, you will yearn to do it.

"Do you know? What is the most wonderful thing in life? You'll feel it soon. Can you imagine how it feels to have a relationship under my crotch? "Hahaha." Right now, Wei An was already possessed by a lecherous beast. His eyes were staring straight at Mu Sword Spirit's chest as he said f * cking words.

Mu Sword Spirit spouted out a mouthful of saliva, which she spat on Wei An's face, gasping for breath as she stuttered, "You … People like you... Sooner or later... It will be retribution. "

Wei An wiped the saliva from the corner of his face with his sleeve. With a slightly angry expression, he laughed loudly after hearing Mu Sword Spirit's words, "Retribution, did you know? Retribution is only for the weak, and I cannot. I'll tell you this, my father is a deacon of the Imperial Sword Sect, and in a few years, he'll be an elder. At that time, I wonder how many people will want to curry favor with him.

As Wei An spoke, he began to untie Mu Sword Spirit's belt, revealing the white inner garment that she had just changed into. Mu Sword Spirit had not had the time to wrap around her chest just now. When Wei An saw this scene, he, who had seen quite a few women, was slightly shocked. A thread of saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth as he licked it.

Mu Sword Spirit's entire body was trembling. She was completely terrified and her mind was blank. Tears ran down his cheeks as he closed his eyes in despair.

Seeing Mu Sword Spirit close her eyes, Wei An let out a cold snort. He thought women were just like that. Although he said that he didn't want to actually, but he was really wrong.

He had only come into contact with people from the Imperial Sword Sect for a long time, and most of the female disciples there were those who wanted to climb up to the top. He continued to remove the clothes and took off Mu Sword Spirit's jacket, revealing her fair shoulders and arms. At this moment, these spots were all white and rosy, and the medicinal effects had already spread to her entire body.

Just as Wei An was about to take a step further and remove the undergarment of Mu Sword Spirit, an angry shout rang out from behind him, "You dare, thief?"