Muyan stood next to Luo Yunxiao.

Watching the blood on his face and the warmth in his eyes all fade away, turning into a sadness as deep as death.

She subconsciously called out: "Little Master Uncle?"

His hand stretched out as if he wanted to grab something.

However, the black mist from the burning talisman suddenly spurted out and enveloped Luo Yunxiao.

"Little uncle!!"

Muyan yelled and rushed forward, but she only caught a piece of Luo Yunxiao's clothes.

She just watched him disappear without a trace before her eyes.

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Mule Pavilion.

"The Saint is back——!"

With shouts and shouts, the door of the Holy Lady's Hall opened wide, and a group of people filed in.

Elder Xuanyuan hurriedly stepped forward to greet him and said anxiously: "Find the holy stone..."

Before he finished asking, he realized something was wrong.

I saw the five holy aunts, Shuang Xue Feng Yue Yun, all with disheveled hair and swollen cheeks.

Because they were women, Luo Yunxiao did not act harshly.

But the slap he gave me in the air contained immortal power.

Nuo Lan tried her best, but couldn't make the redness and swelling go away immediately. She could only wait for them to heal slowly on their own.

As for Qu Guangquan and the others, it was even worse.

Several bones in the body were broken, and every one of them made them unable to walk and made them miserable.

These bone-breaking pains cannot be cured by musician skills either, they can only be endured forever.

The worst case was that of Qu Guangquan, one of his broken bones was his spine.

At this time, he was lying on the bed with a face full of grief and anger, fear and despair.

Other people's bones can still grow well, but he is likely to be paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life.

"Who is it? Who hurt you?" Xuanyuan said angrily, "Is the beast who robbed the Holy Stone really so powerful? Has the Holy Stone been taken back?"

Nu Lan bit her lip, stretched out her hand and spread her palms.

A reddish-brown stone was exposed, then slowly flew up, flying towards the direction of the prayer tower.

Seeing the holy stone returned to its place, Xuanyuan breathed a long sigh of relief: "What happened? Who hurt Elder Qu like this?"

"Xiaoyaomen! It's all Xiaoyaomen who harmed me!"

Qu Guangquan roared angrily and tried hard to get up, but found that he had no feeling from the neck down and could not even move at all.

He was filled with grief, anger and despair, and couldn't help shouting: "Holy girl, great elder, you must avenge me!"

Yayun took a step forward.

Covering his swollen cheeks with his sleeves, he recounted what happened outside the impure abyss today.

The more Elder Xuanyuan listened, the more frightened he became, and his face turned blue and white.

When he heard that the guqin used by Jun Muyan was probably Mule Pavilion's lost artifact [Jiuxiao Crane], his eyes flashed.

But he was soon overtaken by excitement: "Then the musician skills displayed by Jun Muyan are really so powerful?"

"It's absolutely true!" Yayun nodded solemnly.

Yashuang and others looked unwilling, but they had to admit it.

"Whether it's fighting or healing, her musician skills are beyond imagination."

Yashuang also described what happened in Qingye Palace.

"I always feel that many of the musician skills displayed by this Jun Muyan are very similar to those of our Mule Pavilion."

Yayun hesitated and said: "It is even more powerful than the musician skills inherited from our Mule Pavilion."
Chapter completed!