Chapter 1357
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[Floating like a Dream] is actually useless for people whose cultivation is much higher than Muyan's.
But at least it can slightly relieve the pain of the wound, and bring a trace of light and hope.
Luo Yunxiao remembers the sound of the zither she heard in the River of Forgetfulness. She suddenly opens her eyes and stares at Muyan.
Muyan is scared by her stare, and she can't help but stop, "Young Master, what's wrong?"
Luo Yunxiao stares at her for a long time, and then looks away, "Don't casually show this kind of musician skill in front of others."
He has already vaguely guessed Muyan's identity, and his Master's dying words flashes in his mind from time to time.
The person who can affect his life and death, the person who can change his fate, could it be … Jun Muyan?
But then he forcibly suppresses this idea at the bottom of his heart.
Even if he can't change his fate, he will not drag this girl in front of him into the same quagmire as him.
Muyan nods, "Don't worry, when I show it to outsiders, I will use the skills of ordinary musicians to cover it up. But in front of my own people, I don't have to bother to hide it. "
"Your own people?" Luo Yunxiao murmurs.
Mu Yan nodded matter-of-factly, "Of course, Master, Eldest Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Sister, Fifth Senior Brother, Seventh Senior Brother, and Youngest Martial Uncle.
Including those who have been following her in Mingyan Valley, they are all her own people.
Muyan has always been stubborn and sensitive.
Ordinary people would think that she always draws a line when she gets along with others, and always keeps a distance, neither cold nor warm, and will not cross the line.
But once she divides them into her own people, she will be very protective and trust them unconditionally.
Of course, unconditional trust doesn't mean that she won't keep her own secrets.
And perhaps, the only people she can share these secrets with are Xiao Bao and Di Ming Jue, who are close to her.
In fact, the brothers in the Xiaoyao Sect all have their own secrets, but this doesn't hinder the trust and friendship between them.
"Young Master?" Luo Yunxiao repeats in a low voice, and then shows a shallow smile, "This is enough."
This is good, really … very good.
In this life, it's enough that he can be her Young Master and be in the Xiaoyao Sect.
In the end, he would only be her Youngest Martial Uncle forever.
Luo Yunxiao rarely smiled. Now that he smiled, his already handsome face became even more captivating.
Mu Yan looks at his smile, as if he has let go of everything, but she inexplicably feels a little sad.
Because Little Uncle-Master's smile was too lonely.
But then, she couldn't help but shake her head and laugh at herself for losing her mind.
Little Martial Uncle was the most popular Young Master Yun Xiao in the entire Cultivation Continent.
How could he be lonely? How many people admired and worshiped him?
However, who was the person who injured Youngest Martial Uncle?
If she were to find out, hmph, she would definitely skin him alive, fry him in a pot, and roast him in a fire.
Let him have a taste of being cut by a thousand blades, the feeling of being constantly tortured in hell.
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In the next few days, Mu Yan and the people of the Xiaoyao Sect took turns to take care of Luo Yunxiao.
When Luo Yu and the rest found out about Little Uncle-Master's condition, they were all furious and shouted that they would tear the person who hurt Little Uncle-Master into pieces.
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