The words that came to your mouth were circling on the tip of your tongue for a long time, but they couldn't spit it out anyway.

Mu Yan smiled freely and said, "I don't know what concerns you have, or whether you are afraid of implicating us. But you also said that as a cultivator, if you want to climb up, you are fighting for your fate with the heaven. Look forward and look back and forth, and be afraid of heavy, how can you become a strong person?"

"Did uncle forget what our sect is called? Xiaoyao!"

"The so-called "free and easy" means that I have drunken wine today, and that I am asking myself that I am not restricted."

She looked directly at Luo Yunxiao's beautiful eyes as stars and said word by word: "Uncle Master, what is your true identity? Do you have a powerful enemy? What kind of past does it have? We don't care about these. We only know that you are the uncle of all of us and a part of our Xiaoyao Sect."

Mu Yan's words made the other six people focus on the key points.

Yun Ruohan said in a hoarse voice: "Just uncle, you don't know our true origin, but when we were in a desperate situation, we came to save us without hesitation. Isn't it because you think we are your relatives?"

Luo Yunxiao's face had no expression, but the hands that were held in her sleeves were unconsciously tighter and tighter.

He knew he should stay away from all this and a little further away.

Otherwise, it will only bring an endless ending to everyone.

But his heart and soul seemed to be trapped in the mud and could no longer break free.

Suddenly, a small hand grabbed him and gently pulled him.

The crispy little breasts sounded, "Uncle Master, go back together."

It was Xiao Bao who held his hand.

Mu Yan touched his good son's head, raised his lips and smiled, "Let's go, uncle, let's go back to Xiaoyao Sect together."

Others didn't know where the courage came from, so they reached out to push and pull, the uncle who was as unattainable as a god on weekdays.

While pushing, he shouted, "Master, Master, uncle, the little master is back! Our Xiaoyao Sect has finally truly reunited."

"And I and I!" Chi Kiss's anxious roaring voice went from far to near, "I am the biggest hero, you must not forget me with beauty!"

The moonlight is like a training, and the laughter and joy gradually fade away.

Under the quiet night, a looming figure slowly condensed.

The fiery red long gown, the long black hair, and the face of a young man with a hint of deep breath.

If Mu Yan was here, he would definitely recognize him as soon as possible.

This is, Qihuang!

But at this moment, the smile on Qihuang's face was so strange and cold.

The aura emitted around the body does not have a trace of warmth or popularity, only a creepy danger.

The bright red lips curled up gently, and the voice between the boy and the man was low and heavy.

With a psychedelic atmosphere, it echoes in the night.

"Only with hope will you be more desperate."

"The more you have it, the more painful it will be when you lose it."

"When you have seen the light, you will be stained darker and more thoroughly when you fall into hell, right?"

“Hahaha…hahaha…”

The boy's laughter was so attractive, and he drifted in the air in strands.

Until the boy's figure dissipated like an illusion, the sound seemed to remain, lingering, and never dissipated forever.

In the space of the Heavenly Demon Piano, Qihuang suddenly opened his eyes and looked around, looking panic and nervous.

"Jijiji!"

The little yellow chicken rolled to him and saw it with her big eyes open.
Chapter completed!