Chapter 327 The forces behind the scenes, the Temple of Summoning

The corners of Jun Moye's lips curved slightly, but he didn't continue speaking.

Mu Hanfeng turned his eyes to the man in black on the ground and said coldly: "What force is behind you?"

He did not forget what the man in black said in the room. Yue'er was not born with a useless body, but was poisoned.

In this way, it was their fault.

He would never tolerate anyone who hurt Yue'er.

Mu Hanyue looked at the man in black with half-squinted eyes, the coldness in her eyes fleeting.

Who is it that doesn’t even spare a baby?

The man in black frowned and snorted coldly: "If you have the ability, go check it out yourself. What's the point of questioning me here?"

This time, it was his mistake. He did not expect that things would suddenly change and this series of things would happen.

Aren't they very powerful? Well, check it out yourself.

He wanted to see if they dared to go to that place.

A coldness appeared in Mu Hanfeng's eyes, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I am very happy to be burned by the flames, watch my body slowly become anxious, and slowly endure the torture.

Watch this scene."

When it comes to ruthlessness, he can be ruthless to anyone except Mu Hanyue.

So, don't be stubborn in front of him, he can give him endless pain and torture.

Just slap him to death and then deal with it. Wouldn't it be too easy for him?

The man in black paused and stared at Mu Hanfeng with his eyes. His words were clearly referring to him, talking about him, and the torture prepared for him.

Anger, the anger is burning in my heart and there is nowhere to vent it.

Frustrated, endless frustrated.

He has never been so aggrieved, he has never been so threatened, he has been suppressed everywhere, and there is always a dead end no matter which way he goes.

At this moment, he really wanted to look up to the sky and scream. Is there anyone so cold-blooded? How were these people raised?

Each and every one of them, their methods are more powerful than him, and they are more cruel and cold-blooded than him.

"I have a bad temper, and I won't give you time to think about it." Mu Hanfeng's eyes were slightly stern, and he raised his hand, and a touch of fire element appeared in his palm. The blood red color made his beautiful face stand out.

Indifferent and dazzling, it gives people the ultimate coldness and makes people tremble slightly in their hearts.

"The Temple of Summoning." The man in black frowned tightly, his voice was gloomy and terrifying, and seemed to have the tone of gritted teeth.

He came from the Temple of Summoning. He wanted to know, so he said there was nothing he dared not say.

In the Temple of Summoning, he was just one of them. There were countless masters there, and it was beyond their imagination.

They say there are few summoners, which is indeed good.

However, everyone in their summoning temple can summon. It can be imagined that there are many talents there.

Every year, they select and summon people with more powerful energy from the outside world to enter the Temple of Illusion, take it for their own use, and then expand it.

However, these are all done in secret.

Mu Hanfeng's eyes suddenly sunk, a layer of frost covered his brows, and a coldness burst out from his whole body. His whole person looked like he was about to get angry.

The Temple of Summoning.

This place is no stranger to him.

He had met the people inside and fought against them several times.

The few people he met made him feel disgusted, saying that it was his honor to enter the Temple of Summoning, and it was a gift they gave him.

He snorted coldly, it was so dirty, he didn't bother to do it at all.
Chapter completed!