A wisp of soul floated out, and on top of Chen Mu's head, there seemed to be a strange black cloud hovering.
From within that black cloud, faintly emitted Evil Qi, Chen Mu's face, under the shroud of the black cloud, became as ferocious as an evil ghost.
With a gulp, his tongue like a snake's, rolled Yue Mei's soul into his mouth.
Chen Mu rose, licking his tongue with some reluctance, taking off his blood-stained clothes and covering Yue Mei's face that couldn't find peace even in death.
Even if Ye Lingyue didn't take action, after Yue Mei's failure today, Chen Mu would have killed her anyway.
After Yue Mei's murder of Gu Huang was exposed, Yaochi Immortal Pavilion certainly wouldn't let it slide, Yue Mei's death would at least account to Yaochi Immortal Pavilion.
The most important thing is that from now on, no one will ever know the secret on his body.
A wicked smile appeared on Chen Mu's face but it suddenly froze.
He heard two breaths behind him.
