Is this really the young master who was so proud of himself back then?

At this moment, Ouyang Qing leaned close to his ear and said in a dull and low voice: "I don't mind being the wife of the Ling family, nor do I mind Xiaosheng, you are better than me. As long as you are in bed, it's enough to prove that I am your man!"

This...bastard!!

Ling Yusheng kicked the man away with one kick, returned to Mu Yan and the others, and said fiercely: "Let's go, go to Ziyun Realm!!"

Mu Yan smiled with malicious intentions: "Fifth Brother, won't you say goodbye to your Brother Qing for a while? We don't mind waiting."

"Yes, right! Xiaowu, look at our Senior Brother Ouyang, I can't bear to part with you! I'm almost like a wife-hopping stone."

"Well... our fifth sister-in-law isn't she married into a marriage? How can it be a wife-hopping stone? It should be a husband-hopping stone."

Ling Yusheng: "..."

Flip the table!! He can't stay in this sect anymore!!

...

On that day, Xiaoyaomen and others settled in a small town on the border of Canglan Realm.

In the middle of the night, Mu Yan stood up and silently arrived at the door of Chu Moli's room.

The third senior brother's room was quiet, without any sound.

But Mu Yan pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as she entered the door, she smelled a strong and rotten smell of blood.

The smell was exactly the same as what she smelled when her third senior brother fell ill.

"It's true!"

Mu Yan felt anxious, flicked his fingers lightly, lit the fire cube, quickly stepped forward, and lifted Chu Moli's quilt.

I saw the man in the quilt curled up in a ball, his teeth biting his wrist.

His hair was loose, his sweat was profusely, his body was twitching and trembling, and from time to time there were low moans of pain, overflowing from his throat.

"Senior Brother Third!" Mu Yan looked down and wanted to grab his biting wrist.

However, Chu Moli suddenly raised his head, his eyes fiercely, like the evil Rakshasa who returned from hell, "Get out-!!"

His appearance is completely different from his usual gentle, elegant, humble and delicate appearance.

A timid person would be frightened to see his look like this.

But Mu Yan's expression did not change at all.

She moved extremely lightly and fast, but she pulled out the biting hand Chu Moli was irresistible, and took out another piece of spiritual wood for him to bite.

At the same time, the Heavenly Demon Piano was taken out and started playing quickly.

The last time, when Chu Moli was sick, Mu Yan was driven out.

Later, she used the piano to relieve the pain of the third senior brother, and did not carefully see how he looked when he was sick.

At this moment, the piano sounded, and the third senior brother was close to him, but Mu Yan was shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw that as the piano sounded, a small black bag bulged on the thin legs of the third senior brother.

The small bag was like a living creature, crazily rushing into the meridians of the third senior brother.

However, when rushing to the waist and abdomen, it was like being blocked by some force, and it was bounced back and wandering between the lower limbs again.

Mu Yan had a premonition.

If the barrier between the waist and abdomen disappears, the black bag rushes to the third senior brother's heart or brain, the third senior brother may not be just a lame person, but will die.

The speed of playing the demon piano in her hand was getting faster and faster.

At the same time, the other hand transformed into the Seven Secret Sword, cutting the meridians on Chu Moli's feet.

The black and red blood, mixed with the stench that can make people faint, permeate the air.

Mu Yan's piano moves faster and faster, and his face becomes paler.
Chapter completed!