2331 Little Shishu, Let's Go Back to Xiaoyaomen (2)

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The words of farewell that reached his mouth were turned on the tip of his tongue for a long time, but he couldn't spit it out no matter what.

Muyan smiled freely and said: "I don't know what worries you have, little uncle, or if you are afraid of hurting us. But you also said that as a cultivator, if you want to climb up, you are fighting for your life with heaven. How can you become a strong person if you are afraid of the heavy?"

"Uncle Junior forgot what our sect is called? Happy!"

"The so-called "Xiaoyao" means that I am drunk at the moment when I am drunk, and I am free to ask myself."

She looked directly at Luo Yunxiao's beautiful eyes like stars, and said word by word, "What is your true identity, little uncle? Do you have any powerful enemies? What kind of past do you have? We don't care about these. We don't care. I only know that you are the little uncle of all of us and a part of our Xiaoyaomen."

Mu Yan's words caused the other six to nod their heads.

Yun Ruohan said hoarsely, "Like little uncle, you don't know our true origins, but when we were in a desperate situation, you came to save us without hesitation. Isn't it because you think we are your relatives?"

Luo Yunxiao had no expression on his face, but the hands that were tucked into his sleeves were clenched unconsciously.

He knew he should stay away from all this, and further away.

Otherwise, it will only bring a doomed ending to everyone.

But his heart, his soul seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and could no longer break free.

Suddenly, a small hand grabbed him and tugged gently.

The crisp little milk sounded, "Uncle Shi, go back together."

It was Xiaobao who held his hand.

Muyan touched the head of the good son, raised his lips and smiled: "Let's go, little uncle, let's go back to Xiaoyaomen together."

Others don't know where the courage came from, but they stretched out their hands to push and pull, the little uncle who is usually unattainable like a god.

While pushing, he shouted, "Master, master, little uncle is back! Our Xiaoyaomen is finally truly reunited."

"There's still me and me!" The roaring voice of the kiss went from far to near, "My uncle, I am the biggest hero, you must not forget me when you are beautiful!"

The moonlight is like training, and the laughter gradually fades away.

Under the silent night, a looming figure slowly condensed.

A fiery red gown, long jet-black hair, and a youthful face that was so gorgeous that there was a hint of smoky breath.

If Mu Yan was here, she would have recognized it immediately.

This is Qi Huang!

But at this time, the smile on Qi Huang's face was so eerie and cold.

There is no trace of warmth or popularity in the aura around him, only creepy danger.

The blushing lips were gently raised, and the voice between the boy and the man was low and deep.

With a psychedelic atmosphere, it echoed in the night.

"With hope, there will be more despair."

"The more you have, the more painful it is to lose."

"I have seen the light, and when I fall into hell, I will be stained darker and more thoroughly, isn't it?"

"Hahaha...hahaha..."

The young man's laughter was so captivating, strands of it drifted in the air.

Until the youth's figure dissipated like a phantom, the voice seemed to remain, lingering, forever.

In the Tianmoqin space, Qi Huang suddenly opened his eyes and looked around, looking terrified and nervous.

"jijiji!"

The little yellow chicken rolled to his side and saw it with wide eyes.

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