Before they knew it, they had crossed the sea and flown to the mountains, with great rivers and mountains in full view.

Mu Yan got up and stood on the clouds, the strong wind blew the green shirt flying, and the wind fell and stood up, standing beside her, also wearing green clothes, one free and easy, the other elegant.

"If Uncle Feng doesn't return to the Spirit Sword Sect, just send me here."

"In order to make you complain less, I'll go back with you."

Mu Yan turned his head, "Is it really because I'm complaining?" You're so careful, I'm not complaining. ”

Fengluo arched his hand and smiled warmly, "Then let's go back and have a look." ”

"It doesn't seem like your conscience is good enough to miss the Spirit Sword Sect!"

Fengluo choked and looked at her in a daze, his little nephew seemed to have more than just taken away his appearance, he looked down at the mountains and rivers that flowed through, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"After all, I still can't do ......"

His voice was very small, and as the wind blew into her ears, Mu Yan stared at him, sighed softly, and looked like he was indisputable, and pretended to be deep again.

She no longer asked him why he suddenly returned to the Spirit Sword Sect, who hasn't been a little careful?

But when the snow-white clouds flew over the Gathering Spirit Mountain, the person who was still thinking about returning to the Spirit Sword Sect just now suddenly changed his mind again.

Looking at the figure that had disappeared, Mu Yan was speechless, what did he say just now? I just wanted to send her back, but I was afraid that she would refuse, so I just made an excuse.

What an excuse! Where have all these years gone?

She's not a fool, okay? She is good at observing words and feelings, and she doesn't expose people's scars at will, but it doesn't mean that she can't understand anything!

It's really unreliable, he still hasn't changed at all~

However, he still had a little conscience, so he left a corner of the cloud for her and slowly flew towards the Spirit Sword Sect.

Stepping on Juling Mountain again, her state of mind was different from the last time, the burden she had unloaded, and the responsibilities she had taken on were intricate and confusing her thoughts.

The peach blossoms on the mountain are like a morning glow, and when the wooden face falls to the square, it attracts the attention of the disciples who are practicing swords.

Everyone's expression was quite strange, first shocked and amazed, after seeing her appearance clearly, a look of disappointment and disapproval, and when they reacted, their faces immediately showed a look of horror.

After looking at each other, I don't know what to do.

I don't know who has the foresight, and took the lead and said loudly, "See Sect Master Mu." ”

Subsequently, everyone began to shout along, some of them were weak, I don't know if they were practicing hard or didn't wake up.

Mu Yan glanced at them and said lightly, "At the sect conference, whoever gives the Spirit Sword Sect a long face will be the sect master, and everyone will have a chance to cultivate hard." ”

After the words fell, Mu Yan walked towards the side hall, she had already heard Xiao Liu's crooked voice, she hadn't heard it for a while, and she didn't feel irritable.

At the water pavilion outside the side hall, Mu Yan saw Yun Zhen and Xiao Liu, and when she caught a glimpse of Su Ye and Arnold, her thoughts stopped for a moment, and they were quite harmonious together.

Xiao Liu was always babbling, and when he saw her, he rushed over, "Master, you're finally back." ”

Mu Yan avoided the seriousness and told them what had happened, and when they saw her appear safe and sound, they didn't ask any more.

She also knew a little bit about what happened to the Ethereal Pavilion from Su Ye and Arnold's mouths, she pondered for a while, thinking of the woman in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, and estimated that it was Xuan Mo who used the spiritual power of those missing women to raise her.

Thinking about it carefully, Mu Yan didn't dare to think about it.