Xiao Yuan was wearing a dark blue Luo shirt, and her face was as white as jade. She was a little more beautiful than before, which was obviously due to her success in practicing martial arts.

She giggled and said: "Zhanran, you are in a hurry, aren't you?"

Li Muchan nodded: "I didn't sleep for three days and three nights, and I didn't eat."

"No wonder!" Xiao Yuan said hurriedly: "Then I'll get some food!"

Li Muchan waved his hand: "Forget it, I don't have much appetite now."

"Are you worried about Miss's injury?" Madoka asked.

Li Muchan nodded, Xiao Yuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, I can tell from the look on the head master's face, it doesn't matter."

Li Muchan looked at her, then at Gong Qingyun, and shook his head.

Xiao Yuan was startled and grabbed his sleeve: "What, is it important, Miss?!"

Gong Qingyun frowned and said, "Isn't it possible that the Yin-Yang Creation Technique is also useless?"

Li Muchan smiled: "It doesn't matter."

"Okay, you scared me, you're dead!" Xiao Yuan's fist lightly tapped his shoulder, which was as soft as a massage.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Okay, I'm going to wash up first and talk to Master later. Let's have a good chat in the evening."

Xiao Yuan smiled and said: "Okay, I'll get you something delicious, and we'll talk all night!"

Li Muchan patted her shoulder: "Xiao Yuan is the one who knows me!"

The little round eyebrows smiled brightly, Gong Qingyun shook his head, Li Muchan turned around and smiled: "Qingyun, you have lost weight again, don't practice too hard."

Gong Qingyun showed a smile and nodded lightly.

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When Li Muchan came to Wuji Hall, he felt a sense of intimacy. There was a statue of a jade girl, a few golden futons, and a master who was as delicate as a flower.

His eyes swept over it one by one, and finally returned to the Jade Girl Statue. His senses were keen, and he suddenly felt something strange. The Jade Girl Statue was a little dull, as if a person had lost energy.

He raised his head and took a few glances, and sighed: "Master, did you use the Canghai Divine Sword?"

The jade statue is so dim because of the inner strength it contains.

Master Zhuzhao pointed to the futon in front and hummed: "No need for the Canghai Divine Sword, you can't see me now!"

Li Muchan lowered his face and took a deep breath to sit in front of her. From a distance of ten feet, he could smell the faint fragrance of her body, which was like sandalwood but not sandalwood, like musk but not musk.

He has a keen sense of smell and can smell the fragrance of every woman. Each woman has a unique scent. Even if he closes his eyes, he can identify who she is by the fragrance.

"Master, who are they?" Li Muchan asked in a deep voice.

Master Zhuzhao frowned and said, "As far as I'm concerned, he's not from Dayan. I suspect he's from Dongchu."

Li Muchan frowned, and the futon slipped forward suddenly. He took advantage of the situation and punched. Master Zhuzhao stretched out his palm to block it, and when the fists and palms met, there was a crisp "pop" sound.

"Eh——?!" Master Zhuzhao frowned and pondered for a moment: "Yes, that's the energy!"

She asked: "How do you know their thoughts?"

Li Muchan said: "I have seen a group of masters from Dongchu in Nanli. I have fought with them and imitated their internal strength. It seems that they are on the same page!"

"It's really a narrow road for enemies!" Master Zhuzhao sneered.

Li Muchan said: "Master, is there any damage on the mountain?"

Master Zhuzhao's face turned ashen as water: "Three inner disciples have died. If Ruolan hadn't shown off her power, even more would have died!"

Li Muchan remembered that Mei Ruolan had a method for stimulating potential, but he didn't expect to use it anyway. She suffered such a serious injury, which was probably caused by backlash.

Even though there was Yin-Yang Creation Technique, three disciples still died, which shows how fierce the fierce battle was at that time.

Thinking of the three dead people, the rage boiled and kept rising, making his chest boiling hot. The murderous intention outside made the surroundings cold, cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

His clothes were fluttering, and he said coldly: "This revenge cannot be avenged!"

"It's very difficult." Master Zhuzhao shook his head and sighed: "Dong Chu's martial arts is far better than ours. It's very difficult to take revenge. Forget it, we'll talk about it later."

Li Muchan frowned and said, "Should we forget it?"

Master Zhuzhao said: "I am not strong enough, so I can only practice hard now and talk about revenge and cause trouble!"

Li Muchan snorted and said: "Master, I will avenge this. I will go to Dongchu and check their background!"

Master Zhuzhao waved his hands and sighed: "Forget it, if you had been on the mountain this time, you wouldn't have suffered this disaster!... Although you killed Lin Ping and avenged yourself, you also added new hatred and resentment.

When is the time to reciprocate..."

"Master!" Li Muchan said dissatisfied. He had never seen his master so depressed.

Master Zhuzhao waved his hand and said: "I am really old. I don't want to fight and kill, and I don't want to see my disciples being damaged. ...Okay, let's not talk about this for now. Let's cure Ruolan first!" (To be continued!)
Chapter completed!