Finally, the last drop of black blood fell, and her piano sound stopped abruptly.
The stench in the air slowly dissipated, and the feeling of suffocation faded away.
Muyan panted heavily, and had the illusion that she had finally crawled back to the human world from the hell where the mountains of corpses and seas of blood were.
Chu Moli's expression was much calmer than hers.
Because Muyan has woven a dream for him, in this dream, the pain is not alleviated, but is transferred, in that dream, he will also have hope, and will not be overwhelmed by complete despair and resentment.
Chu Moli slowly opened his eyes, and met Muyan's gaze, and for the first time, there was complexity in his usually bottomless eyes.
"Why are you here?"
In fact, what he wanted to ask was, how did you know that I was ill
Because today shouldn't be the time to get sick.
Otherwise, even the eldest brother would not know about it.
Muyan smiled: "Guess."
She stretched, yawned, and waved to Chu Moli on the bed with a tired face, "I'm so tired, I'm going to rest first."
When she walked to the door, she turned her head, looked at Chu Moli with a solemn face, and said word by word: "Senior brother, that kind of ability that will backfire, if you can use it in the future, don't use it."
Chu Moli showed a mocking smile, "Then, is peace of mind to be a burden?"
"No, I want you to change to a move that doesn't hurt the enemy a thousand and hurts you eight hundred, that's too stupid and not suitable for you, third senior brother." Muyan smiled brightly and brightly, "Third senior brother is so smart, he won't even You can’t even think of a normal combat skill.”
Chu Moli was a little taken aback.
I only heard Muyan continue: "As for those abilities that will counterattack, please wait for us, third senior brother. You can use it after our senior brothers help you lift the so-called [curse]."
"Don't forget, our Xiaoyaomen can't lose one person. And you will always be our third senior brother."
The door closed with a creak, and Chu Moli looked at the doorway of the disappearing figure for a long time, then suddenly closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled into a shallow arc.
A soft and hoarse voice filled the room with a warmth and softness that was different from usual, "Is it always... third senior brother?"
"Even... In the future, you know what I am?"
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It is different from Min Lu, Qingyun and Canglan Jie.
Although the Purple Cloud Realm is adjacent to the Azure Blue Realm, there is a natural enchantment barrier.
This barrier originated from a huge moat called [Spirit Refining].
[Lianshen Cliff] starts from [Obi River] in the east, almost traverses the entire Xiuzhen Continent, and connects with the largest [Fengtian Mountain Range] in Ziyun Realm to the west.
Under the Lianshen Cliff, there is a strange airflow perennially.
This air current is very strange, neither spirit nor demon nor evil, and it will not cause harm to the human body.
But it can cut off spiritual power, magic power, and even the circulation of heaven and earth vitality.
People on the Cultivation Continent call this airflow [Spirit Refining Cliff].
It is also this [God Refining Cliff] that separates Ziyun Realm from the other three realms.
It keeps the mellow and rich spiritual power in the Ziyun Realm from being lost to the Azure Blue Realm.
It also allowed the cultivators in the Purple Cloud Realm to advance in cultivation and grow in strength far faster than the other three realms.
Therefore, the monks in Ziyun Realm are naturally superior and look down on people from the other three realms.
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"This is [Spirit Refining Cliff]?" Muyan raised her head, looking at the translucent airflow wall that almost rushed into the sky, she couldn't help feeling emotional.
Everyone in Xiaoyaomen are basically bumpkins who have never seen the big world.