Finally, the last drop of black blood fell away, and her music stopped abruptly.

The fishy smell in the air slowly dissipated, and the feeling of suffocation faded away.

Muyan gasped for air, having the illusion that she had finally crawled back to the human world from the hell of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Chu Moli's expression was much calmer than hers.

Because Muyan weaved a dream for him. In this dream, the pain was not alleviated, but was transferred. In that beautiful dream, he would also have hope and would not be overwhelmed by complete despair and resentment.

Chu Moli slowly opened his eyes and met Muyan's gaze. For the first time, complexity appeared in his usually bottomless eyes.

"Why did you come?"

In fact, what he wanted to ask was, how did you know that I was sick?

Because today should not be the time to get sick.

Otherwise, even senior brother wouldn't know about it.

Muyan smiled: "Guess."

She stretched, yawned, and waved to Chu Moli on the bed with a tired face, "I'm so tired, I'm going to rest first."

When she walked to the door, she turned back, looked at Chu Moli solemnly, and said word by word: "Third senior brother, don't use the ability that will backfire in the future if you can't use it."

Chu Moli showed a sarcastic smile, "Then, can you be a burden with peace of mind?"

"No, I'm asking you to change to a move that doesn't hurt the enemy a thousand times but hurts you eight hundred. That's too stupid and not suitable for you, Third Senior Brother." Muyan's smile was bright and bright, "Third Senior Brother is so smart, he will never continue to do it.

I can’t even think of a normal combat skill.”

Chu Moli was a little stunned.

Just listen to Muyan continue: "As for those abilities that will backfire, please wait for us, third senior brother. Once our senior brothers help you remove the so-called [curse], you can use it again."

"Don't forget, no one in our Xiaoyao Sect can be missing. And you will always be our third senior brother."

The door closed with a creak. Chu Moli looked at the door where the disappearing figure had disappeared for a long time. Then he suddenly closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth in a slight arc.

The soft and hoarse voice sounded in the room with a different warmth and softness than usual, "Will it always be... the third senior brother?"

"Even...even if you know what I am in the future?"

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It is different from Minlu, Qingyun and Canglanjie.

Although Ziyun Realm is adjacent to Canglan Realm, there is a natural barrier.

This barrier starts from a huge moat called [Refining God].

[Lian Shen Cliff] starts from the [Obi River] in the east, almost traverses the entire Xiuzhen Continent, and connects to the largest [Fengtian Mountain Range] in the Ziyun Realm in the west.

Under the Lian Shen Cliff, there is a strange air current that permeates the air all year round.

This air flow is very strange, neither spiritual nor demonic nor evil, and will not cause harm to the human body.

But it can cut off the flow of spiritual power, magic power, and even the vitality of heaven and earth.

People on the Cultivation Continent call this air flow [God Refining Cliff].

It is also this [God Refining Cliff] that separates Ziyun Realm from the other three realms.

It prevents the mellow and rich spiritual power in the Ziyun Realm from being lost to the Canglan Realm.

It also allowed the cultivators in Ziyun Realm to advance in cultivation and increase in strength much faster than the other three realms.

Therefore, the monks in Ziyun Realm are naturally aloof and look down on people from the other three realms.

…

"This is the [God Refining Cliff]?" Muyan raised her head and looked at the translucent wall of airflow that almost rushed into the sky, and couldn't help but sigh.
Chapter completed!