Full-Time Magister: Collect Fragments and Create a Heart Sea Contract

Chapter 110 Accompany You to Kill, Sha Yuan Descends on Mount Mu Pang!
Cough~!

Getting back to the main point, the catastrophe in the ancient capital has only been over for two days, but its impact on public opinion has already spread throughout the world.

A rebellion in an undead empire is enough to make many people fearful and uneasy.

In such situations, people are prone to emotional outbursts.

Mu Ningxue inevitably experiences psychological pressure, and Han Yi is happy to help her relieve it.

On another note, I remember Mu Ningxue didn't have any hair.
Just as Han Yi was lost in thought, he arrived at Mu Ningxue's residence.

"Knock knock~~"

Han Yi walked to the gate of a detached villa and gently knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

A cool voice rang out, its tone tinged with complexity.

Pushing open the door, a silver-haired girl came into view.

Mu Ningxue was sitting upright on the sofa, wearing a blue knitted cardigan over a white shirt.

The shirt buttons were under too much pressure, and their full, firm shape seemed about to burst out of the fabric.

The dress's cinched waist design accentuated her incredibly slender waist, making it all the more alluring.

The simple blue and white color scheme makes the peach-shaped full moon extremely eye-catching, and her pair of fair and beautiful legs are also incredibly long.

Such gorgeous legs deserve to wear black stockings!

After three months apart, Mu Ningxue has developed even better.

Especially when her eyebrows are slightly furrowed, the melancholy beauty she exudes evokes a sense of pity and tenderness.

"Han Yi, you've arrived. Please have a seat."

Mu Ningxue parted her pink lips slightly, her tone cool and aloof.

Han Yi sat down directly opposite her and carefully sensed Mu Ningxue's aura.

He is a first-level high-grade ice-type cultivator with a very solid foundation.

Mu Ningxue has already cultivated her summoning skills to the intermediate level; she's been quite dedicated to it.

However, compared to Mu Nujiao, with whom he has a closer relationship, he is far inferior, as Mu Nujiao is already a dual-element high-level level one.

Just as Han Yi was pondering, Mu Ningxue's beautiful wine-red eyes gazed at him, and she took the initiative to speak:
“I’ve heard everything about Mu He from my father. Han Yi, thank you for bringing him to light.”

"Some rumors circulating online are affecting 'Coral Palace.' The Mu family and I are very sorry to you."

Before she finished speaking, Mu Ningxue stood up from the sofa and bowed deeply to Han Yi.

The silver-haired girl was very stubborn; she didn't like owing favors to others for no reason.

She is independent and strong-willed, and has suffered a lot of in silence.

"Snap!"

Han Yi tapped on the mahogany table and chairs, not taking over Mu Ningxue's sentence, but instead changing the subject:

"Ning Xue, do you want to clear your name and clear your name of suspicion?"

".think."

"You need an opportunity, a chance that will be in the spotlight, but of course, you're not good enough yet."

Han Yi stared at Mu Ningxue's murder weapon—or rather, the Ice Crystal Bow from her soul.

Mu Ningxue fell silent; she knew one thing very well.

National Championship!

The Mu family had already expelled her from the team, so she could only join the National Team and make a name for herself in Venice.

Only then can the injustice done to him be completely cleared.

Despite her stubbornness and desire to bear everything alone, Han Yi's image has been constantly flashing through her mind ever since that accident.

Their souls intertwined. They took a sharp turn and overtook the car.

"Let's go, I'll go with you to kill someone, and while we're at it, we'll retrieve the fragments of the Ice Crystal Bow as soon as possible."

"What do you mean?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Ningxue was somewhat puzzled. Who should be killed?
"Mount Mupang".

Before Mu Ningxue could react, Han Yi grabbed her cold little hand and disappeared into the villa.

Above the ten-thousand-meter-high sky.

The wind was fierce, and the temperature in the clouds and sky was extremely low.

Han Yi immediately merged with the [Evil Armor Emperor Robe], temporarily transforming into the Undead Emperor.

Dragon's body, eagle's arms, tiger's shoulders, mastiff's back, and rhinoceros's legs. A set of dark, divine armor adorned his body, making him appear even more sinister and awe-inspiring.

Because of Mu Ningxue's safety, Han Yi even specially set up a spatial barrier to keep her warm.

"Han Yi, what... what is this?"

Mu Ningxue's wine-red pupils widened instantly. She had initially thought it was a magical armor, but...
Even when deliberately concealed, the [Evil Armor Imperial Robe] still carries a trace of imperial majesty.

Mu Ningxue felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave; this was a power that no ordinary mage could control.

Even the legendary forbidden spells are nothing more than this, aren't they?

"This matter is a secret, because I will only tell the truth to my wife. Ning Xue, do you want to be her?"

It was rare for Han Yi to see the usually calm Mu Ningxue so shocked that she parted her pink lips, barely managing to put them in.
He now has the right to be arrogant, and flirting with the icy beauty is truly delightful.

"."

Mu Ningxue took a deep breath and slowly said:
"Can you give me a little more time?"

At this moment, she had mixed feelings.

To be honest, no one can resist the idea of ​​someone risking everything for a beautiful woman.

However, their encounter was somewhat unexpected, and Mu Ningxue passively accepted a lot of help.

However, she didn't put in much effort, which made Mu Ningxue feel uncomfortable as if she were being kept by someone.

Simply put, the two of them spent too little time together, lacking the time to adjust to each other and connect emotionally.

The reason for this is simply that Han Yi is too much of a jerk.

Han Yi understood this principle, so his large hand remained only on Mu Ningxue's supple waist.

Then, Han Yi softly recited a sentence:
"Queen of Nine Netherworlds."

"Your Majesty, I am here."

The pale-faced Jiuyou appeared and responded respectfully.

"Protect her well, and prepare to take action against the Mu family."

"As you command, King."

With a wave of her brocade robe, Jiuyou Hou erected a pale white monarch barrier, protecting Mu Ningxue.

During the brief moment of their conversation, the two people and the ghost had already arrived in the capital.

imperial capital.

This land is home to the strongest magical forces in China, as well as numerous magical organizations and powerful clans.

But today, this peaceful routine will be disrupted.

In the direction of Mount Mupang.

The area is covered in silver year-round, with the towering mountain steps adorned with a blanket of silvery-white ice crystals.

Inside a four-cornered pavilion.

Mu Tingying was sitting on a stone bench, her short brown pear-shaped hair wavy, gazing at the entire Mupang Mountain.

"Hmph, Mu Ningxue, a mere member of a collateral branch, dares to fight me. Now she's getting her comeuppance from the ancient capital's catastrophe, isn't she?"

Mu Tingying crossed her beautiful legs, looking smug.

It's said that the faction that took in Mu Ningxue, 'Coral Palace,' hasn't made any statements in the past two days, so they'll probably kick them out soon.
Just as Mu Tingying was filled with excitement, a strong smell of blood suddenly filled the air around her.

"This is.?"

Mu Tingying was, after all, a mage, and upon sensing something was wrong, she immediately looked up at the sky.

then
Mu Tingying witnessed a scene she would never forget.

boom!
A huge hole suddenly appeared in the airspace above Mount Mupang, as if a large piece of the sky had been torn off.

The pitch-black void continued to expand, gradually transforming into a rapidly spinning chaotic vortex, churning and tearing at the surrounding space.

It's like it wants to devour all life.

The wails of ghosts, the howls of corpses, the roars of bones!
Countless shrill howls emanated from the vortex, the simultaneous screams of hundreds of thousands of evil spirits.

The cries of hell, filled with despair, resentment, and profound pain, are the very essence of a living furnace of hell!

Mountains of corpses littered the ground, bones turned to dust, and evil spirits drifted about as vast as clouds...

Shayuan!

The dark zone of Sha Yuan descended upon Mount Mu Pang without warning!
The next second, the undead army surged out like a tidal wave.

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