Chapter 3292
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Moreover, at that time, she had only just met her fellow disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect.
Even when she saw her third senior brother suffering, it was only because of the benevolence of a doctor. She didn't empathize with him.
But now?
To her, every member of the Xiao Yao Sect was her most important family.
How could she look at such a terrifying injury and remain indifferent?
Mu Yan takes a deep breath, and with great difficulty, she stabilizes her emotions.
She turns to look at Chu Moli and says through gritted teeth, "Did the backlash of the curse start from three months ago, when you drew the Hundred Ghosts Rushing to the Moon Painting?"
Chu Moli smiles, pulls the quilt over his legs, and gives an irrelevant answer, "Don't tell others about the relapse of the curse on my body."
If Xiao Qi, eldest senior brother, and the others knew that Chu Moli was suffering so that they could improve their strength as soon as possible, how guilty and remorseful would they feel?
"So you also know that you can't let them know?" Mu Yan is so angry that she wants to strangle him.
Chu Moli says calmly, "That's why I wanted to go to the floating island first and find you for treatment, little junior sister. Who knew that I would run into those fools of the Myriad Swords Village. "
Mu Yan's face turns cold. "Did they abuse you?"
"No, they didn't." Chu Moli says lightly, "I acted as their incompetent advisor for a while and probed the various forces on the floating island. When I heard about the Xiaoyao City, I guessed that it might be related to you. So I instigated the Myriad Swords Village to test you. "
Mu Yan: "…"
It turns out that the cause of all these conflicts is actually him!
Mu Yan looks at the gentle and shy man in front of her, and her mind is in a mess.
Although the Xiaoyao Seven never act like ordinary people.
But third senior brother, aren't you too abnormal, too immoral?!
You actually went to the Myriad Swords Village to be a incompetent advisor?!
Mu Yan takes a deep breath to resist the urge to strangle him directly. "Then how did you get the external injuries on your body?"
Chu Moli sighs and says, "It's actually your fault, little junior sister."
"My fault?!"
"I thought that since the Ten Thousand Swords Manor provoked you, you would personally come to take revenge. Who knew that neither you nor Xiao Qi would come. I was afraid that your subordinates would treat me as a lackey of the Ten Thousand Swords Village, so I could only injure myself a little so that I could come with the people who were kidnapped by the Ten Thousand Swords Village. "
Mu Yan's face is streaming with tears.
How could it be her fault now?
Mu Yan takes another deep breath and tells herself over and over again in her heart.
Don't be angry, don't be angry! Why were you angry at a pervert?
She takes out the Tian Mo Qin and sits cross-legged on the edge of the bed.
The expression on his face had already disappeared, leaving behind only a grave and concerned expression. "Third Senior Brother, this treatment will take a long time. I want to try to cut open the meridians in your leg."
Chu Moli frowned, "It's best if you don't."
"Why? Don't you want to stand up? "
Chu Moli said indifferently, "What's on my leg isn't poison, nor is it an injury. It's a curse. You should be very clear about this. But there's one thing I want little junior sister to understand. You're indeed extremely talented, and your musician skills are also unique in the world. But there are always some things in this world that the current you can't touch. "
He paused and said, "Maybe one day you can do it, but right now, a curse is still not something you can touch."
Mu Yan tightly wrinkles her brows. She meets Chu Moli's eyes and finally compromised, "Okay, I understand. But one day, not only will I touch it, I will also make this so-called curse bow its head to my ear. "
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