The whole jungle is immersed in joy, pleasure and desire.

At the same time, countless information was fed back into Mu Yan's mind with the sound of the piano.

After a long time, the sound of the piano gradually stopped. Mu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, jumped to a big tree.

This big tree is very inconspicuous in the dense snow-capped jungle.

The branches and leaves are sparse, there are no florals, and the roots are densely packed with many small insects.

Mu Yan looked at the tree, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but gently curl up.

...

Half an hour later, Mu Yan returned to the original place with the big tree that had been filled with the entire space.

However, the scene in front of her made the smile on her face suddenly disappear.

The person is gone!

All the brothers who should have been waiting here disappeared without a trace.

There are a few traces of fighting around.

There were even traces of dragging on the ground, extending to the north.

Mu Yan's face became a little gloomy.

She once again launched [Wanzhi Song], but strangely, this piece of grass and wood plant is like a dead thing.

No matter how she played the Demon Piano, she did not get any feedback.

The worries, anxiety, anxiety, and regret in Mu Yan's heart gathered together little by little.

Qihuang: "Okay, didn't you lit their natal lamp in the book tower? Now the natal lamps are all on, what are you worried about!"

Mu Yan suddenly came back to his senses and hurried to read the natal lamp in the book tower.

There are nine natal lamps here in total. In addition to Yun Ruohan and six others, there are also Xiaobao's and Shi Qing's. Mu Yan originally wanted to light one of the junior master Luo Yunxiao's, but found that like Di Mingjue, his cultivation level was too high and he could not condense his natal lamp on the Cultivation Continent.

Seeing that the eight natal lamps in the brush tower were on, Mu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, the worry in his heart turned into cold anger.

"I don't care about this Horton tribe, what kind of ghost place is Mulege. If you dare to hurt my brothers, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

...

When it was dawn, Mu Yan followed the traces left and finally walked out of the snow-colored jungle.

But all the traces disappeared completely after they arrived outside the jungle.

Just when she was at a loss, a cold light suddenly flashed.

The long sword was mixed with fierce murderous intent and attacked her.

Mu Yan casually turned sideways and blocked the Seven-Secret Sword of the Palm of Hand, and blocked the Side.

Just a clang sound.

The figure holding the sword let out a soft cry, retreated several meters away, and almost fell to the ground.

The man fixed his body and was about to attack again.

But when he looked up and met Mu Yan's face, he suddenly stopped moving and exclaimed, "God Lord?!"

Mu Yan turned around and looked.

I saw that the sword was a very young girl with fair skin and beautiful appearance.

She seemed familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

The little girl came back from the shock and rushed over immediately with excitement, her face full of smiles: "God Lord Jun, it's really you! I can actually meet you here, I... I... I... I shouldn't have attacked you just now. God Lord Jun, don't be angry with me! I'm so happy to see you again!"

Mu Yan hesitated for a while and said, "What are you?"

The little girl was not recognized and was not angry. Instead, she smiled sweeter and sincerely, "God Lord, my name is Lin Shaomin. So many people have been saved by you. I am just a very insignificant one. It is normal for you to not remember me. But, to me, you are my reborn parents."
Chapter completed!