Mrs. Duan had already known Mu Yan's choice, but she still said regretfully: "Miss Mu, although the question is important, don't forget to ask about the scenery on the way. A cultivator's life is long. If you don't use this opportunity to see the world, wouldn't that be a pity?"

What a pity?

After all, this is not her life, isn’t it?

"If I reach the top, everything in the world will pass by, what's the purpose of coming?"

Seeing Mu Yan's face full of coldness, Mrs. Duan slowly said: "With Miss Mu's talent, she will definitely be able to dominate the world and dominate the world by day. The girl's life will be endless. At that time, everyone and things will be passing by for the girl. But if the girl looks back, there will be only loneliness that is beyond the reach of Gao Han, it would be so regretful."

"There is no regret for the illusion of ephemeral things."

"Miss is such a bad word," Mrs. Duan shook her head, raised her hand to point at Mu Yan's chest, and smiled kindly, "As long as the girl's heart remembers everything, memory will turn into the girl's flesh and blood, and exist with the girl. Whether it is good, bad, joyful, sad, touched, sad, and angry... it is the girl's past that has been experienced, and has created the girl's present."

Seeing Mu Yan remained silent, a faint doubt even emerged in his clear and ethereal eyes, Mrs. Duan felt more and more distressed.

Who knows that the heart of this seemingly powerful woman is so empty?

Thinking of this, Mrs. Duan gently reached out to hug Mu Yan, and smiled softly and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand now. One day, you will meet the person who makes you understand these things.

That person may bring you smiles, tears, happiness, and sorrow... But don't be afraid, those are you. Don't deny them, and don't be confused. Just like today, with the past and original intention, just like you, just walk on your own path firmly."

Mrs. Duan slowly patted Mu Yan's back like coaxing a child.

The gentle rhythm and warm palms have a kind of warmth that makes people attached.

Mu Yan has never been hugged like this. Although Madam Tian treats her very well, she is a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted person, and has never been so delicate.

Mrs. Duan's low voice made her intoxicated. She couldn't help but think, no wonder everyone in the Nine Immortal City respects Mrs. Duan so much.

Whether it is her attitude towards Wen Qianyue's gratitude after knowing the truth, or her generous and tolerant attitude at this moment, it all shows that she is a great person.

"Go, child." Mrs. Duan let go of Mu Yan and said gently, "I'm not far away from me, I wish the girl a good luck and no regrets."

Mu Yan looked at Mrs. Duan's smiley eyes and suddenly said, "I left a silver needle in your body. If you are in trouble, I can feel it through the silver needle. No matter where I am at that time, I will come back."

Mrs. Duan said in surprise: "Why?"

"Save people to the end, and send Buddha to the west."

Mrs. Duan was finally amused by Mu Yan's seriousness and nodded generously to thank him: "I'm not polite to me."

“No need.”

Seeing Mu Yan dropping these two words, he disappeared into the crowd like a fish entering the water. Mrs. Duan sighed and said, "Don't look at it anymore. She was born free, not someone you can leave behind. And you are carrying the entire Nine Immortal City on your body, and it is impossible for you to wander around the world with her. Since you know it is wrong, don't fall."

Duan Yulin clenched his fists and stared at the direction where Mu Yan left for a long time, but he didn't say anything more...
Chapter completed!