Hearing Mei Xiaoyun reveal her hidden identity, Mu Yun was really surprised. His eyes widened and he said, "What?! It's actually you?!"
Mei Xiaoyun lowered her head and said in a solemn voice: "I offended Shaoxia Mu a lot that day, and it was inevitable that the little girl would feel intimidated. That's why she decided to conceal her identity, and begged Shaoxia Mu for forgiveness."
Mu Yun composed himself, and finally shook his head and said, "That's all, Mr. Fan has already apologized on his behalf, so you don't have to worry about it."
Mei Xiaoyun knew she was wrong, so she complained to Mu Yun, then turned to Yan Junlin and said: "That day, I was vaguely aware that there was another force in Chaotian Palace. It seems that your office has already extended its tentacles to Chang'an City. Already?"
Yan Junlin smiled deeply and said to Mu Yun: "Fan Zunyang is a cunning and insidious person, and his ruthless methods are even worse than his weak points. Does Donor Mu really want to side with him?"
Mu Yun looked stern and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "I have no intention of getting involved in the dispute. Of course I can't say whose side I'm on. Especially when it comes to taking advantage of others' danger and bullying the weak, I'm even more disdainful of doing it. I hope Mr. Yan won't force himself."
Mei Xiaoyun was a little worried at first, but she finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and looked at Mu Yun with a look of relief, which contained tenderness.
Yan Jun's face was as heavy as water, and his voice suddenly turned cold and he said: "Is this the last answer from Benefactor Mu?"
Mu Yun was wary, and looked at each other and said solemnly: "Yes, everyone has their own ambitions, so don't force it. Mr. Yan must be ignorant of current affairs."
Yan Junlin raised his hand and said solemnly: "Amitabha, medicine can cure diseases, and Buddha can help those who are destined. Since the donor is stubborn and ineffective, don't blame the poor monk for killing him."
Mu Yun knew that the situation was difficult, so he raised his hand and patted Yushan's sealed acupuncture points. While staring at Yan Junlin, he shouted in a deep voice: "You two girls, go ahead and let me learn the clever tricks of the invisible master." .”
Yushan hesitated for a moment, then snorted and said, "I don't owe you any favors. Let's deal with the Yangou thieves together."
Mu Yun was just stagnant when he heard Mei Xiaoyun say quickly: "Miss Yushan, please put the overall situation first and tell Yong Yue Ji the truth as soon as possible instead of distracting Mu Shaoxia here!"
Yushan couldn't help but relax after hearing this. At this moment, she only heard Yan Junlin say coldly: "What a sea-temptress, Mei Mei, is so heartbroken that this poor monk will save you first!"
After saying that, he saw Yan Junlin move instantly, and the nine-ringed tin staff thrust forward with a roar, hitting Mei Xiaoyun directly on the forehead.
Although Mei Xiaoyun's skills were disabled, her skills were still dexterous. She tried her best to dodge, and when she passed the shadow of the staff, she called out to Yushan: "Miss Yushan, leave quickly, Yan Junlin will not let you go." !”
Yushan was still hesitant. Mu Yun saw that Mei Xiaoyun was in a critical situation and had no time to think about it. He immediately attacked and shouted loudly: "How can you be a hero who bullies a weak girl? Mr. Yan, come to me." !”
Now Mu Yun was determined to save people, and the thunderous palm was about to be printed on Yan Junlin's vest. Unexpectedly, at this moment, he suddenly saw a blur in front of his eyes, and Yan Junlin's figure disappeared, leaving only a moon-white monk's robe. afterimage.
Mu Yun's move was exhausted and he instead attacked Mei Xiaoyun on the opposite side. Fortunately, he had been training hard and was able to deflect his palm by half a foot in the blink of an eye. But when the wind passed by Peiran's palm, a green pine nearby was immediately beaten to pieces, causing sawdust to fly, and it broke on the spot with a squeaking noise.
Mei Xiaoyun narrowly escaped death, her face was drained of blood, and she screamed to herself: "Miss Yushan, be careful!"
Before she finished speaking, a sassy white figure suddenly appeared behind Yushan, and with a sneer, he suddenly hit her on the vest with a palm.
Yushan was caught off guard, and without even humming, she was hit by Yan Junlin and flew into the air, then fell to the ground like a kite with its string broken.
Seeing this, Mu Yun was greatly shocked. He gritted his teeth and rushed forward, just in time to hug Yushan's thin and delicate body.
Looking at each other in shock and anger, Yushan's face was as golden as paper, and she seemed to be reflecting back on her deathbed. A bitter smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she said intermittently: "You... thank you... I'm sorry..."
The most ordinary words were enough to express the heartfelt gratitude beneath the reserved appearance. Without leaving Mu Yun any room for redemption, Yushan's breath suddenly stopped, her delicate body became completely limp, and she died!
In fact, to be honest, Mu Yun and Yu Shan had no friendship. In the three encounters, they actually exchanged fists and kicks twice. But when her smile froze, Mu Yun felt like a huge stone was in his chest, filled with inexplicable grief and anger, and he could hardly breathe.
Mei Xiaoyun knew Mu Yun's state of mind very well. Although she could not hide her disappointment, she still comforted him softly: "There is no resurrection after death. Mu Shaoxia, please focus on the present."
Mu Yun came back to his senses slightly, his eyes already wet. Yan Junlin coughed and said, "I am a poor monk who has been entrusted by others. I really don't want to see the benefactor Mu surrender. Now you still have a chance to show your sincerity." , don’t miss it again.”
Mu Yun's body trembled violently, and he slowly put down Yushan's body. Then he glared at Yan Junlin angrily and said through gritted teeth: "You pretend to be compassionate, but you are actually as ruthless as a jackal! Wanting me to surrender to you is just a daydream!"
Yan Junlin was not surprised. He looked at him and said leisurely: "Given the current injury of the donor, it would be easy for me to kill you. But for the sake of my master, I will give you another chance."
Mu Yun had just struck out with his palm, and he immediately realized that not only was he depleted of real energy, but he was also seriously injured internally. He probably had no chance of winning against this unfathomable "invisible master".
In particular, Yan Junlin's confident appearance made Mu Yun dwarf him, and his momentum couldn't help but be discouraged.
Yan Junlin took in Mu Yun's angry expression. As he spoke, he reached into his arms and took out an exquisite jade pagoda that was no more than a foot high from his spacious monk's robe.
This jade pagoda is divided into seven floors from top to bottom. The whole body is crystal clear and radiant. There is a faint glow inside, so it is obviously not an extraordinary thing.
Mu Yun was shocked by this, and wondered if Yan Junlin had failed to intimidate him, so he simply turned to inducement and used the jade pagoda as a bargaining chip?
Mei Xiaoyun was astonished and exclaimed: "Lingqin? Have you captured Penglai Qinji?"
Yan Junlin held the jade pagoda in his palm and said calmly: "Tonight in the battle at Immortal Chess Rock, the poor monk got the stringless heart sound from Penglai Qinji. Now that we have the opportunity, we might as well take it as a bet."
"If the benefactor survives listening to "Quiet", the grievances between you and me will be wiped out, and the poor monk will no longer embarrass you two. How good is that?"
Although Mu Yun had heard of the name Wu Xin Yin among the Ten Wonders of the Sea City, he really couldn't figure out what the mystery of this jade pagoda was. It was actually a spiritual qin that could play mysterious tunes, so he turned his inquiring eyes to Mei Xiaoyun.
Mei Xiaoyun forced herself to calm down, but still said with a slight trembling: "Yes, this is indeed the sound of Wu Xian's heart. Can Mr. Mu dare to take a gamble?"
Although he was asking a question, there was clearly a hint in Mei Xiaoyun's eyes. Mu Yun thought for a moment and finally said in a deep voice: "I heard that Lingqin is good at attacking people's minds. I will learn from it today. I only hope that Mr. Yan will say it." I have faith."
