Muyan checked her body, and found that she had recovered to the original state, there were not many sequelae left in her body, and her cultivation at the peak of Jindan was also stabilized, she couldn't help but be overjoyed.
"Junior Junior Sister, you finally woke up!"
"Little sister, how do you feel?"
The people from Xiaoyaomen swarmed in when they heard the commotion.
Everyone had joy on their faces.
Only Luo Yu's face was still a little pale, and it was completely different from his usual detached temperament.
He knelt quietly beside Muyan's bed, and there was some emotion in his eyes that he didn't have before.
It's a pity that he hasn't had time to say the phrase "Sixth Senior Sister, I'm sorry".
Muyan said in a bad mood: "I just comforted Xiaobao, don't you want me to comfort you again? Xiaoqi, don't you look at how old Xiaobao is, how old are you?"
Xiaobao said coldly: "Xiaobao is five years old, and he will be six soon."
After a pause, he said with some twists and turns: "Xiaobao has grown up and doesn't need mother's comfort. Uncle Xiao Qi, do you need it?"
Luo Yu opened his mouth: "..."
A stomach full of hurt in spring and autumn, a heart full of guilt and melancholy, all washed away, okay!
When did he fall to the point of being despised by milk dolls
Luo Yu said depressedly: "If it wasn't because I'm too weak, Sixth Senior Sister wouldn't need to..."
Muyan stretched out her hand to gently caress his head, interrupted his words, and at the same time looked at Xiaobao who was at the side, and other people from Xiaoyaomen.
"In this world where the jungle preys on the strong, who has never been powerless? Who has never compromised in despair?"
"Unbeatable, too weak, not shameful at all. What's shameful is being stuck in the past and regrets, stagnating."
"We Xiaoyaomen people don't need such cowardly emotions. As long as Xiaoqi knows that every battle can make us absorb experience crazily and make us stronger step by step, until one day, the seven of us stand on top of the mountain. Top. In the world, no one can hurt us anymore, hurt the people we care about. That's enough."
Luo Yu's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and the gloom and depression on his body dissipated little by little in his bright eyes.
"I understand, Sixth Senior Sister, I will not let you all down."
Everyone else in Xiaoyaomen showed relieved smiles.
Even Xiaobao, although he didn't quite understand, his expression stretched a lot unconsciously.
…
Muyan looked around, "Where's the little uncle? Before I passed out that day, I clearly saw the little uncle."
Leng Yumo said depressedly: "The little uncle sent you back, he set up a formation to heal your injuries, and then left. I don't know what the little uncle is busy with. He used to be able to stay with us for a few days in Longteng , and now it’s back to the situation where the Shenlong at Xiaoyaomen never sees its end.”
Muyan is puzzled, what kind of formation can heal injuries? Why hasn't she heard of it
When he looked up, he saw Yun Ruohan's expression was a bit strange.
Can't help but ask: "Senior brother, what's the matter? Did the little uncle leave any words?"
Yun Ruohan seemed to be taken aback, turned around suddenly, and then smiled and said: "No... no, Junior Martial Uncle didn't leave any words. Junior Martial Sister, you must be hungry just after waking up, we'll go prepare it for you. food."
Saying that, without waiting for Muyan to speak, he left in a hurry.
Chu Moli looked at Muyan thoughtfully, then at the back of Yun Ruohan who was leaving in a hurry, turned the wheelchair and followed.
Under the moonlight, the courtyard of Tianlang Palace appeared somewhat beautiful.