Qiao Yun understood that Mu Xiaohan was talking about the young puppet, looking at Mu Xiaohan's expression, it was obvious that the puppet was his younger brother, and sighed, Qiao Yun said with some guilt: "This is what I should do, but ...... But at present, I don't have the ability to let your brother recover, and as for whether he can recover in the future, it's hard to say......"

A trace of disappointment flashed in Mu Xiaohan's eyes, although he had already guessed the result, but when he really heard Qiao Yun say it himself, Mu Xiaohan still couldn't help but control the sadness in his heart, and shook his head gently, Mu Xiaohan covered up the tears that had already appeared in his eyes, and smiled slightly: "It's okay, I'm already very content to find my brother!" Thank you very much, Qiao Yun!"

"Don't worry Xiaohan, I will try my best to find a way to treat your brother, and strive to make him return to normal as soon as possible!" Qiao Yun looked at Mu Xiaohan and said solemnly, although Mu Xiaohan's younger brother has lost his mind now, but Qiao Yun has observed his body, at least he has not lost his vitality, which makes Qiao Yun feel that it is much easier to do, and there should be a way to help him recover his senses, but what specific methods can be done, we still need to find it slowly in the future. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Hmm!" Mu Xiaohan nodded gratefully, and then told Qiao Yun about his experience with his younger brother when he was a child, and Qiao Yun only knew what happened to Mu Xiaohan and her younger brother when they were teenagers for the first time.

It turned out that Mu Xiaohan's younger brother was named Mu Qi, and one day when he was a child, the sisters and brothers were playing in the courtyard, but they didn't expect a group of black-clothed people to suddenly break in, and then picked up the sisters and brothers without saying anything, ready to take them away. The two sisters and brothers naturally shouted in fright, although the man in black covered the nose of the two in time, but the adults in the house still heard the movement outside, when Mu Xiaohan's parents rushed out of the house, it was the man in black who was found and killed directly at the door of the room.

Mu Xiaohan and Mu Qi looked at their parents who fell in a pool of blood, they fainted, and then they were taken away by this group of people in black, since then, Mu Xiaohan has never seen his younger brother again, but he knows that his younger brother was detained by Wutu, and because of her good qualifications, she was locked up in the base of Wutu's training members, practicing day and night every day, and practicing assassination and reconnaissance.

It wasn't until he cultivated to the Yellow Order that Mu Xiaohan became an official member of Wutu and began to carry out the tasks assigned by the organization, and many of his companions who had not been able to cultivate to the Yellow Order for several years were never seen by Mu Xiaohan again, thinking that he had been poisoned by Wutu.

In order to rescue his younger brother, Mu Xiaohan has been cultivating frantically for more than ten years, and only wants to rescue his younger brother one day after he can become the high-level of Wutu, it can be said that this is the only spiritual pillar that supports this originally weak girl to survive in this cruel life for more than ten years, if it weren't for his younger brother, he may have seen countless cruel pictures in the first month of entering Wutu, and Mu Xiaohan had the idea of suicide.

Now that he has finally rescued his younger brother, but his younger brother has become like this, which makes Mu Xiaohan really unacceptable, even after more than a month, Mu Xiaohan still feels extremely uncomfortable every time he sees his brother's empty eyes and stiff appearance, and his eyes don't feel red.

Qiao Yun looked at Mu Xiaohan, who was a little choked up as he spoke, and while feeling pity in his heart, he sighed secretly, Qiao Yun knew that Mu Qi's qualifications were much better than Mu Xiaohan's, otherwise he could not be refined into a puppet in the Qi training period, and Xiaohan must have been sent to the Wutu base to receive killer training because his qualifications were a little worse. Xiao Han's qualifications were slightly worse and escaped the fate of being refined into a puppet, while Mu Qi, who rarely had good qualifications, was murdered, maybe this is the creation of people.

Holding Xiaohan into his arms, Qiao Yun comforted her for a long time, until Mu Xiaohan's mood eased a little, and then Qiao Yun took out the bell from Wei You's body from the ring and handed it to Mu Xiaohan, "Xiaohan, you take this, as long as you hold this bell, your brother can act according to your orders." ”

"Hmm..."Mu Xiaohan replied softly, took the bell handed by Qiao Yun, and saw that the bell was full of complicated colors, and finally silently put the bell in his pocket.

After chatting with the second daughter for a while, Zi Xuerou and Mu Xiaohan saw that Qiao Yun was indeed fine, so they left the top floor, while Qiao Yun sat quietly against the wall on the top floor, constantly thinking about the experience of fighting with Wu Kuangtian that day.

Thinking of that God Locking Formation, Qiao Yun was still a little afraid in his heart, after the eight pale cyan transparent cable chains imprisoned his sea of consciousness, he couldn't use his divine sense at all, and the Qingyun Sword lost contact because his divine sense was blocked. After several battles in which Qingyun Sword pulled his mind and injured himself, and listened to what the Northern Evil said at the beginning, Qiao Yun gradually had a certain guess about the natal magic weapon.

Thinking that the natal magic weapon is connected to his own mind, in this way, he will be counterattacked every time something happens to the Qingyun Sword, according to common sense, the normal magic weapon is obviously damaged and the person who uses it will not be implicated, but this natal magic weapon is obviously different.

Qiao Yun looked thoughtful, not understanding what caused him to refine the Qingyun Sword when he first refined it into a natal magic weapon, and suddenly Qiao Yun's heart moved, could it be because he spewed out that mouthful of essence blood? Thinking of this, Qiao Yun took out the refining weapon jade slip of the master of the Fog Hidden Castle without hesitation, and his divine sense sank into it.

Half an hour later, Qiao Yun withdrew from his divine sense, his face was a little ugly, the content of the refining experience left by the master of the Fog Hidden Castle was very small, compared to the experience of alchemy, the refining tools and talismans of the Fog Hidden Castle were somewhat lacking, which Qiao Yun had heard from the old turtle at the beginning, but Qiao Yun didn't take it seriously at the beginning, and now it seems that he felt that he was a little reckless, and he refined the Qingyun Sword without carefully studying the refining jade slip of the master of the Fog Hidden Castle.

The main refining weapon of the Fog Hidden Castle, the Jade Jane, was not as systematic and complete as the Alchemy Jade Jane, and Qiao Yun did not delve into it at the beginning, because he faced Wang Weiyi, a fierce rival in the stone forest, and Qiao Yun, who had obtained all the materials for refining the flying sword, only wanted to refine the Qingyun Sword as soon as possible and improve his strength, so he just refined it according to the method of refining the flying sword in the jade slip in his memory, and Qiao Yun was very careful about the steps of refining, but Qiao Yun did not notice that the step of spraying essence blood was the step of refining the natal magic weapon.

Although he knew about it now, Qiao Yun seemed to be powerless to change anything, and the Qingyun Sword on the ground in the distance slowly floated up under the traction of Qiao Yun's divine sense, and flew in front of Qiao Yun. The index finger and middle finger of his right hand gently stroked the body of the Qingyun Sword, Qiao Yun sighed secretly, but soon smiled freely and brought the Qingyun Sword into the sea of knowledge.

Although the Qingyun Sword is just an inferior attack magic weapon, Qiao Yun likes the Qingyun Sword very much, because the Qingyun Sword is the first magic weapon refined by Qiao Yun, in any case, Qiao Yun has feelings for the Qingyun Sword, even if he knows that the monk can only have one natal magic weapon in his life, and the natal magic weapon cannot be replaced after it is possessed, but Qiao Yun has nothing to regret.

If it weren't for the Qingyun Sword, Qiao Yun didn't know how many times he would have been in danger in battles large and small, although the level of the Qingyun Sword was very low now, but Qiao Yun believed that in the future, he would find better materials, coupled with his own cultivation improvement, he would definitely be able to help the Qingyun Sword improve its level, and even make it a top-level spiritual weapon.

Letting go of the natal magic weapon, Qiao Yun tried hard to think back to the day when he was invaded by Wu Kuangtian, but no matter how he thought about it, Qiao Yun couldn't think of any picture, and the time from his coma to his wake up was completely blank.

Shaking his head, Qiao Yun didn't think about it meaninglessly, although he didn't know why Wu Kuangtian didn't succeed in the end, but Qiao Yun peeked into his body, but Wu Kuangtian was indeed not in his body, thinking that something happened when he took it. In his heart, he secretly said that he was lucky, but in his heart, Qiao Yun had a deep fear of these old monsters who had lived for an unknown number of years, not to mention how high their cultivation was, even their methods were often unseen by Qiao Yun, which made Qiao Yun unguardable.

At the beginning, Qingyun Sword easily broke through the inferior defense magic weapon, but now that Qiao Yun thinks about it, it is estimated that there is also Wu Kuangtian's secret operation, and the panicked look when Wu Kuangtian escaped, Qiao Yun still remembers it vividly, thinking that all the other party's actions are to lead him into the formation, Qiao Yun felt a slight chill in his heart, and constantly reminded himself in his heart, the cruelty of Xiuzhen is far from being as simple as what he saw before, everything must be cautious, otherwise, maybe one day he will follow in the footsteps of those who died under his hands.

Taking a deep breath, Qiao Yun took out two jade pendants from his pocket, held them in his left and right hands respectively, and began to meditate cross-legged, entering a state of cultivation.

The feeling of pain in Zhihai was still coming, but with the continuous cultivation, Qiao Yun felt that this pain was gradually relieved, which made Qiao Yun feel a little relieved, and he stepped up the speed of cultivation.

The night passed in a hurry, and the next morning, Qiao Yun slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity, after a night of cultivation, although Zhihai still had a faint feeling of pain, but this feeling was already within the range that Qiao Yun could bear, Qiao Yun stood up, glanced at the top of the pavilion, and then turned around and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Zi Xuerou and Mu Xiaohan had already woken up and waited for Qiao Yun, seeing Qiao Yun coming down, and his face was much better than yesterday, both of them smiled slightly, and their hanging hearts were also put down.

"Let's go, let's meet Ruan Wenchang and the others first, and then go back to the island and take these heavenly treasures and mental formulas with us. Qiao Yun said to the two of them with a smile, and then took the lead and walked downstairs.