The farewell words that came to his lips lingered on the tip of his tongue for a long time, but he couldn't utter them no matter what.
Muyan smiled freely and said: "I don't know what concerns you have, little uncle, or if you are afraid of hurting us. But you also said that as a cultivator, if you want to climb up, you are fighting for your fate. How can one be strong if one fears the light and fears the heavy?"
"Little uncle, have you forgotten what our sect is called? Happy!"
"The so-called free and easy means that I am drunk today when I have wine, and I ask myself whether I am not bound by my heart."
She looked directly at Luo Yunxiao's beautiful eyes like stars, and said word by word: "What is your real identity, little uncle? Do you have any powerful enemies? What kind of past do you have? We don't care about these. We All I know is that you are the little uncle of all of us and a member of our Xiaoyaomen."
What Muyan said made the other six people nod their heads heavily.
Yun Ruohan said in a hoarse voice: "It's like little uncle, you don't know our true origin, but when we were in a desperate situation, you came to save us without hesitation. Isn't it because you regard us as your relatives?"
Luo Yunxiao didn't have any expression on her face, but she unconsciously clenched her hands tighter and tighter.
He knew he should stay away from it all, and away from it.
Otherwise, it will only bring about an irreparable ending for everyone.
But his heart, his soul seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and he could no longer break free.
Suddenly, a small hand grabbed him and tugged gently.
The crispy little milk sounded, "Uncle Master, let's go back together."
It was Xiaobao who held his hand.
Muyan touched the head of her obedient son, raised her lips and said with a smile: "Let's go, little uncle, let's go back to Xiaoyaomen together."
The others didn't know where the courage came from, but they stretched out their hands to push and pull the little uncle who was usually as unattainable as a god.
While pushing, he yelled, "Master, Master, the little uncle is back! We at Xiaoyaomen are finally reunited."
"And me and me!" Chi Kiss' voice growled anxiously from far to near, "I am the biggest contributor to this uncle, you must not forget me for your beauty!"
The moonlight is like practice, and the laughter and laughter gradually fade away.
Under the silent night, a looming figure slowly condensed.
The fiery red long gown, jet black long hair, and a youthful face that is so gorgeous that there is a hint of teasing.
If Muyan was here, she would definitely recognize it immediately.
This is Qihuang!
But at this time, the smile on Qihuang's face was so strange and cold.
There is no trace of warmth or popularity in the breath around him, only creepy danger.
The bright red lips curled up slightly, the voice between a boy and a man, low and deep.
With a psychedelic atmosphere, it echoes in the night.
"With hope, there will be more despair."
"The more you have, the more painful it will be when you lose it."
"After seeing the light and falling into hell, the contamination will be darker and more thorough, isn't it?"
"Hahaha... hahaha..."
The boy's laughter was so captivating, floating in the air.
Until the boy's figure dissipated like a phantom, the voice seemed to still remain, lingering, and never going away.
In the Tianmoqin space, Qihuang suddenly opened his eyes and looked around with panic and nervousness.
"Chi Chi Chi!"
The little yellow chicken Gululu rolled to his side and saw it with wide eyes.