Luo Jiangying lowered her head and smiled. She seemed shy, but in fact she had an impatience and guilt in her eyes.

Without the Thirteen Needles of the Heavenly Gate, she could not save Ling Xiaoxiao at all, and no one in the world could save Ling Xiaoxiao!

It seems... she must use other means.

Mu Yan, Mu Yan, don’t blame me. If you die obediently under the cliff, why should you bear the subsequent pain?

...

As everyone knows, Mingyue Palace is located on Baixue Peak, which is located in the depths of the continuous ridges in the western border. It is frozen all day long and the environment is extremely harsh.

But what people don’t know is that there is a strange valley in this ice and snow.

The valley is full of spring, with fragrant grass and abundant spiritual energy, which is a fairyland and peach blossom in the noisy world.

The Mingyue Palace was built in the valley.

"Do you like this?"

Ji Wuqing smiled and said, his passionate and charming phoenix eyes staring at Mu Yan for a moment, with the rippling waves in it, which could almost drown people.

Any woman in the world who is so handsome and demonic will be blushed and her heart beats in a mess.

Only, except Mu Yan.

She jumped from the top and said straight to the point: "Can you give me the skills?"

Ji Wuqing's smile froze slightly, and then adjusted very quickly. He threw a charming look and said, "What are you anxious about? Will this leader run away?"

Everyone in the Mingyue Palace: "..."

Such a leader is really hard to bear...

Ajiu took a step forward and protected Mu Yan and said, "Do you want to go back on your word?"

"Is there any part of your words here?" Ji Wuqing said Liangliang, and someone immediately came up to suppress Ajiu with force.

Seeing Ajiu being imprisoned, his face turned red, Mu Yan frowned slightly and said, "What is the leader's desire?"

Ji Wuqing shrugged his shoulders gently and said with a sloppy voice: "Do you know that your father Mu Tianxing's "Thirteen Instruments in the Sky Gate" can kill people invisibly in addition to curing diseases?"

"Know."

Mu Tianxing has made many enemies in the martial arts world. If he hadn't had the ability to save his life, how could he be safe and sound for decades?

"Do you know that if you want to use the medical skills of the Thirteen Needles of the Tianmen, you only need to achieve a little mental method, which can lead to qi into the body, and then supplement it with an understanding of the meridians, bones, organs, and composition of the human body.

But if you want to exert the true sharpness of the Thirteen Needles of the Heavenly Gate, you must have more than ten years of internal strength. Now you have passed the best period to get started with your practice. Even if you are poor for a lifetime, it will only last one or two years of skill.

In other words, you will never be able to return to glory in your life.”

Mu Yan didn't say anything, but just stared at Ji Wuqing quietly. The latter's throat tightened slightly and said, "But as long as the leader is willing, he can spend ten years. No, twenty years of skill will give you. Then you will have the wind, the rain, and the martial arts world alone."

As he said that, Ji Wuqing stretched out his hand towards Mu Yan, and his frivolous smile was filled with nervousness.

"As long as you, stay..." Stay with me.

Twenty years of skill?!

The people from Mingyue Palace were already scared by these words!

Even though Ji Wuqing is a genius, he is still young and has been practicing for only a hundred years. If he only gives Mu Yan his skills twenty years of skills, his strength will definitely drop sharply and he will be in danger.

What is the difference between this move and seeking death?

And Mu Yan, this was the ancestral grave that was hit by the huge pie!

Just when everyone thought Mu Yan would agree, she calmly asked: "Why do you want me to stay?"
Chapter completed!