[Floating Life Like a Dream] is actually useless for people whose cultivation is much higher than that of Mu Yan.

But at least it can alleviate the pain of the wound a little, and it can bring a glimmer of light and hope.

Luo Yunxiao remembered the sound of the piano she heard in the Lechuan River, suddenly opened her eyes, and stared straight at Mu Yan.

Mu Yan was stared at so much that he couldn't help but stop moving, "Uncle Junior, what's wrong?"

Luo Yunxiao looked at her for a long time before looking away, "This kind of musician's skills, don't show them in front of people at will." ”

He had already vaguely guessed Mu Yan's identity, and from time to time his mind flashed the words that Master had said before he died.

The person who can tie his life and death, the person who can change his life against the sky, will be ...... Jun Muyan?

But immediately, this thought was extinguished in the bottom of my heart.

Even if he couldn't change his life, he wouldn't drag the girl in front of him into the same swirl as him.

Mu Yan nodded and said, "Don't worry, when I show it in front of outsiders, I will use the skills of an ordinary musician to cover up one or two." But in front of my own people, I don't have to bother to hide it. ”

"Your own people?" Luo Yunxiao muttered.

Mu Yan nodded as a matter of course, "Of course, Master, Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Sister, Fifth Senior Brother, Xiao Qi, and Little Senior Uncle, you are all your own people to me." ”

It also includes those who have been following her in the Valley of the Underfire, who are her own to her.

Mu Yan has always been stubborn and sensitive.

Ordinary people will feel that she seems to draw a line when she gets along with people, and she always keeps a distance, neither lukewarm nor hot, and will not cross the line.

But once she is divided into the scope of her own person, she will be extraordinarily protective and unconditionally trusted.

Of course, unconditional trust does not mean that you will not keep your secrets.

And these secrets, she can only share them, maybe only dearest and beloved people like Xiaobao and Diming.

In fact, the brothers and sisters in the Xiaoyao Gate have their own secrets, but this does not hinder the trust and friendship between them at all.

"Uncle Junior?" Luo Yunxiao repeated in a low voice, and then showed a shallow smile, "That's enough." ”

That's good, really...... Very good.

In this life, it is enough for him to be her little uncle, and to be in Xiaoyaomen.

After all, he will only be her eternal little uncle.

Luo Yunxiao rarely laughed, but when she laughed at this time, her already handsome and peerless facial features became more and more impressive.

Mu Yan looked at him with a smile that seemed to let go of everything, but he felt a little sad inexplicably.

Because Uncle Xiao's smile is so lonely.

But then, she couldn't help but shake her head and laugh at her madness.

Uncle Xiao is the most popular son of Yunxiao in the entire Xiuzhen Continent.

How many people admire, worship, and follow are eager but unwanted, how can he be lonely?

It's just that the person who hurt Uncle Xiao doesn't know who it is?

If she knows, hum, she has to peel people and cramp, fry them in the pot, and roast them in the fire.

Let him also taste the taste of being tortured in hell all the time.

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In the next few days, Mu Yan and several people from Xiaoyaomen began to take turns taking care of Luo Yunxiao.

After Luo Yu and the others learned of Uncle Xiao's condition, they exploded one by one, shouting that they must break the body of the person who hurt Uncle Xiao into pieces.

Even the most fierce Leng Yumo had red circles in his eyes, and his hands were trembling when he applied medicine to the little uncle according to Mu Yan's instructions.