Next, he continued to help everyone in the village test, and to the surprise of Gong Moyi, Lin Yun he saved also had a spiritual root, which was a multi-line three-spirit root. Gong Mo Yi also passed on a heaven-level method of vomiting to Wang Yi and Gong Mo Qingyun, just like Wang Yi and Gong Mo Qingyun.

Up to now, there have been three people with spiritual roots, one is Wang Yi, who has a single-line wood spiritual root, one is the father of Gong Mo Qingyun, and now there is another Lin Yun.

Unexpectedly, in this small Zhuyu Village, among the hundreds of people, there are already three spiritual root owners, and there are four of them themselves.

In the end, there was only one person left who did not test, and that was Mu Yan, who happened to smoke the last order.

Mu Yan's mood was very complicated at this time, she was very afraid, she was afraid that she would not have a spiritual root and would not be able to practice, she was a strong person, and she was originally going to get a favor from Gong Moyi, so she was unwilling to do it from her heart.

If she didn't even have a spiritual root, she would be left behind by Gong Mo Yi forever, and there would be no chance to catch up with Gong Mo Yi's footsteps, she didn't want to do this......

The orange beautiful eyes looked at Gong Moyi very complicatedly, slowly walked towards Gong Moyi, stood in front of Gong Moyi, stretched out a small hand, didn't say a word, just looked at Gong Moyi with complicated eyes in silence.

"Sister Mu......" Gong Mo Yi opened his mouth, his black eyes were a little complicated. She didn't know how to make up for the gap between the two of them, she didn't do anything wrong, and Mu Yan didn't make a mistake, but where was the mistake?

"Xiaoyi, let's start, help my sister take a look." Mu Yan's tone was light, without a trace of emotional fluctuations.

At the end of the palace, he looked at Mu Yan's delicate little face, and didn't say a word, just gently raised his fleshy little hand, and put his short fingers on Mu Yan's wrist veins, separating a trace of spiritual power into Mu Yan's body, Mu Yan's small body trembled slightly, and felt a cold feeling enter his body.

Gong Mo Yi sent out a stream of spiritual power to probe into Mu Yan's body as usual, and then the spiritual power probed into Mu Yan's dantian. Gong Moyi's face changed slightly, this strange feeling, but he didn't see that there was a spiritual root at the bottom of Mu Yan's dantian, it was strange.

"No spiritual roots?!" Gong Moyi whispered with some uncertainty.

"No!?" Mu Yan's face suddenly turned pale, her orange pupils were sluggish, and she had to stand in place, why not, could she only live ordinarily in her life, she was unwilling......

"Sister Mu......" Gong Moyi looked at Mu Yan with some worry, and held Mu Yan's hand that had not yet been put down, "Are you okay?" ”

Hearing Gong Moyi's crisp voice, Mu Yan came back to his senses, grabbed Gong Moyi's little hand with both hands, stared at Gong Moyi with orange eyes, and his tone was a little flustered: "Xiaoyi, are you right to lie to me, your expression is so uncertain just now, is it that I have a chance to cultivate, you say!"

"Sister Mu...... I know you're sad, but you really don't have a spiritual root, this is true, you can't cultivate without a spiritual root, unless it's a special physique, such as the body of a wood spirit of grass and wood spirits, but Sister Mu is not a special physique. Gong Moyi's face was embarrassed, she didn't want to be like this, and she couldn't change the facts.

She didn't want to lose Sister Mu, since she was reborn in this world, the best for him, except for her parents, was this Sister Mu. She also cherishes Sister Mu.

"Why ......" Mu Yan murmured softly, and the hand holding Gong Moyi slowly let go, slipped down, and then sat softly on the ground, and sat on the ground in despair, raising a light dust.

"Sister Mu, don't be sad." Gong Moyi's dark eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and he hugged Mu Yan's arm.

Mu Yan's empty eyes slowly turned, looking at the immature little face at the end of the palace. Then he used his other hand to break free of Gong Moyi's little arm, and his voice did not have a trace of emotional fluctuations: "Xiaoyi, I am not worthy of being the sister of the immortal master, so call me Muyan in the future."

"Why? Why does Sister Mu think like this, and why does Sister Mu change? Gong Moyi's voice was a little crying, and a tear slowly slipped down from his dark eyes.

Mu Yan had to stand up from the ground, his eyes were glazed, he staggered and turned around, slowly raised one foot, and was about to walk out of the small courtyard.

Suddenly I felt like my body was stuck in a quagmire and couldn't move, so I knew what was going on, and my tone was very cold: "Let go of me, Xiaoyi!"

Hearing this such a cold voice, Gong Moyi felt as if his heart had fallen into a cold story. shivering with cold, this trembling dissipated the spiritual power that stopped Mu Yan.

Mu Yantou didn't reply, but his steps staggered a little, and the small figure disappeared into the courtyard of Gong Moyi's house.

At the end of the palace, his dark eyes looked fixedly in the direction where Mu Yan left, a little distracted.

When all the villagers saw this scene, they all felt a little emotional, Mu Yan's character was too strong, and their hopes were too great, so far, they are completely disappointed.

Of course, there are also many people who are upset about the end of the palace.

No one opened his mouth to disturb Gong Moyi, and Gong Moyi's eyes were very erratic.

What am I doing wrong? Why is this happening?

Feeling the two warm big hands on his small shoulders, and feeling the warm touch from the big hands, Gong Moyi gradually came back to his senses, his dark eyes flowed, and he first looked at the owner of the big hand on his left shoulder, and what caught his eye was a delicate and gentle face, and he couldn't help but call softly: "Mother......"

Then he turned his eyes to look at the owner of the big hand on his right shoulder, who was the end of the palace Qingyun with dark skin and scars and a worried face. also whispered: "Father......"

At this time, Tian Xiuhua and Lin Yun also stepped forward, looked at Gong Moyi with great concern, and persuaded softly: "Benefactor, don't be sad, the benefactor is not wrong."

Then many villagers flocked up, you said, I said, some people are saying that Mu Yan is not, and some people are comforting Gong Moyi, including Wang Xi, Wang Yi, Li Laoqi, Li Yun, and others.

Gong Moyi felt a warm current in her heart, for a while, she was really moved, she could be cared for by so many people, and she was really moved by so many people standing by her side, she was really moved, she had never had such a scene in her previous life, which made her very emotional, although these people did not have the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth, but they could warm her heart that had been lonely for so long.

It was noon, and the sun was shining through the cracks of the small trees, and the breeze was blowing, and the golden points of light were swaying in the wind.