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Still waiting for Mu Yan to speak, the cold night has already ridiculed: "My wife can refine a hundred times better than this, so worthless, can only refine the secret of half Dan, how she will see In the eyes, you will be the treasure of this broken thing!"

Everyone: "..." Although you are talking right, but what you are ecstatic about, you are said to be a broken thing, no one in your heart will be comfortable!

Mu Yan squinted at the cold night, cool and said: "Who is your wife?"

......

Because I want to learn the secret of the condensate, plus the mites in the Ghost Valley are cleaned up.

So the doctors who were going to leave would have lived again.

After Mu Yan sent away everyone, he entered the space directly.

Since the beginning, she has been very concerned about one thing.

That is her **** magic piano!

In her most critical moment, the voice of the strange man, who is the one who broke through the limits of her body and inspired the skills of the Seven Spiritual Swords?

After entering the space, Mu Yan saw Xiaobao holding a fat rabbit and was already asleep.

The little body nestled next to the "body" of the emperor.

The small head also rests on the arm of the emperor.

Mu Yan’s face showed a gentle, watery smile.

No matter how small the performance of Xiao Bao and the emperor are in the opposite direction.

However, in the subconscious, in addition to himself, Xiao Bao is also the most dependent and most dependent on him.

After watching it for a while, Mu Yan took the Tianmo Qin to enter the tower.

The fingers gently plucked the strings, and Mu Yan’s mouth tilted up like a curve. “Since it’s already on the scene, what’s still hiding? What are you not going to meet?”

"Little girl, you know how many people in this world dare to speak to the deity, how many people?"

A low, clear voice sounded.

Then, on the piano under Muyan's hands, a dazzling light shines.

A figure slowly appeared in the empty tower.

Mu Yanzhen looked at the figure that was gradually solidified in front of her eyes. Because of her surprise, her mouth slowly became O-shaped.

I saw a teenager who appeared to be about eighteen or nine years old.

The figure is long, the posture is romantic, the face is like a crown jade, and the lips are red and white.

It’s no exaggeration to say a teenager.

Men have such a look, I am afraid that only when Xiaobao grows up, can he match it?

But such a beautiful boy, but open mouth is "the deity", "small girl".

One of Mu Yan didn't hold back, and she burst into laughter.

The opposite boy immediately frowned and his face was cold.

However, it is such a gloomy look that he made, but it is also unspeakable, such as Yuehua.

"Little girl, what are you laughing at?"

"Coughing..." Mu Yan held back her smile and raised her eyebrows slightly. "I think your age seems to be about the same size as me. Why do you open your mouth and call me a little girl? Is it cheap for me?"

The teenager snorted. "How many years have you been known to the deity?"

"How many years?"

"When the Three Realms split, performing Wu, Xiuzhen, and Xiu Xian, the Tianmeng Qin has been born with the strength of the heavens and the earth. How many years have you said that I exist?"

Mu Yan’s pupils shrank slightly. “Who are you?”

The teenager’s sight fell on the celestial piano in her hand. “Did you know it long ago? The deity is the instrument of the celestial body—[七煌].”

Sure enough, it is the spirit of the celestial piano!

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