Muyan: "When the attack occurs again, the condition will only be more serious than before, and may even never be completely cured. If you don't believe it, you can ask all the patients with meridian atrophy who have been treated by Mulege if they are at least one or two

Years, maybe three to five years, will other diseases inevitably break out?"

The girl's voice was clear and sweet, like the sound of nature, but no one in the entire circle was in the mood to listen.

On the contrary, everyone's expressions were as if they had seen a ghost, panicked and fearful, suspicious and uneasy.

Lin Shaomin grabbed Muyan's arm, "Master Jun, you, are you saying that my brother will die even if he is cured? How could this happen? How could this happen? Master Jun, can you save him?"

Muyan nodded and was about to take out the Tianmo Qin.

Suddenly, a sound like cracking silk was heard.

"Girl, you have such a loud voice!!" The voice came with full anger.

At some point, four saints, Yaxue, Yafeng, Yayue, and Yayun, who had been treating patients just now, also strode towards this side.

The leader is Yayun, who has the most ordinary appearance but elegant and noble temperament.

Holding the pipa in her arms, she walked up to Muyan and said coldly: "Are you questioning my Mulege's medical skills?"

Yaxue: "Oh, I, Mulege, have been unparalleled in the two fields of assisting musical instruments and doctors for thousands of years. How can you, a mere little girl, just slander me!"

Muyan shook her head: "I have no grievances with you, Mulege, so why are you questioning and slandering you?"

Yashuang said angrily: "Shameless bitch, you still want to quibble? It's not questioning and slandering, what were you doing just now?"

Muyan chuckled softly: "Of course I am fulfilling the duties of a doctor. Mulege is unique in the world and has been superior for thousands of years. Do you really think that your medical skills are invincible and that you can ignore the life and death of patients and only focus on your own glory?

?"

"Presumptuous!!" Yayun shouted angrily, and the anger in his eyes could no longer be concealed, "Okay, since you said you are a doctor, then I want to see how you can cure this meridian atrophy!"

Muyan nodded and said, "Okay! I happen to be a music doctor, and I don't have any musical instruments at hand, so I might as well borrow your konghou to use."

As she spoke, she walked up to Yashuang's phoenix-headed harp, and gently plucked the strings with her slender jade-like fingers.

Smooth music immediately swept through the void, shaking everyone's panicked spirits.

Yashuang was going crazy. She reached out to grab the weapon in the Qiankun bag, but Yayun held her down.

"Don't worry, this is your harem. She can't even use your phoenix-headed harp to exert 70% of its power. I want to see how she can cure the disease."

When Yashuang heard this, she gritted her teeth and gave up.

On the other hand, Muyan gradually became familiar with the playing of the harp.

The originally harsh and harsh music became melodious and melodious.

Soon, pure spiritual power surged toward Lin Shaocong like a gurgling stream.

As the saying goes, a person who understands music will know if he has it as soon as he takes action.

As soon as Muyan played the smooth music, Yayun and the others all changed their expressions.

What a powerful spiritual consciousness and mellow spiritual power.

Yashuang's phoenix-headed harp has seventy-two strings and is a rare ninth-grade spiritual weapon in the world.
Chapter completed!