Mu Yan smiled and stepped at a ghostly pace under his feet. His figure was like a mercury lagoon, illusory and beautiful.

The fireball of the monkey fell on the shadow, but no flesh flesh fleshed. Instead, the shadow fluctuated like a fantasy.

Almost at the same time, the cave played a loud and beautiful violin.

And then something amazing happened.

The three elders of Tianjinmen had just battled the monkeys and consumed a great deal of spiritual power, but in this voice, the spiritual power in the body began to gradually recover.

Not to mention the other disciples of Tiananmen.

Their wounds healed at visible speeds, and their already dry spiritual powers gradually recovered.

Opposite the monkey, it's fanatical. It's as powerful as a volcano eruption.

But in the sound of this violin, it seems to be bound by something, gradually showing a slight depression.

The face of the three elders of Tianzhenmen is even more shocking than seeing ghosts.

Moo-yan hovered in the air, gently playing the magic harp in his hand, and said softly: “The Wind Congress won't flash its tongue, so you don't need to worry about a few elders. The elders just need to tell me, is that a deal you agree to? ”

After that, she stopped in her hand and the music stopped.

That sensation of Xuan and Xuan disappeared immediately.

Just filled with a little bit of dantian, it immediately became empty.

Everyone at Tianjin Gate just feels uncomfortable talking about it.

The three elders looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

“Our cold ice armor is almost worn out, but the monkeys are still full of demons, and if we continue to do so, I'm afraid we will lose heavily. ”

“Instead, with this little girl's help, we'll do half the work. For us, after all, only red flame gold and bastard wood are of the utmost importance. ”

“Humph, it's just a monkey corpse and a potion. Just give it to her! Big deal... take it back! ”

The three of them went into secrecy for a while. In the end, Elder Yu made an obscure gesture of “murder” before looking at Mu Yan with a warm smile. "Don't you know the girl's name? What kind of high school is that? The girl is so helpful. With all due respect, I haven't seen her before...”

Mu Yan hasn't answered yet and suddenly heard the next disciple of Tianzhenmen shouting: “Elder Yu, she is Jun Muyan. A runaway team member at the Lu Ming Festival. ”

Junmuyan?

Elder Yu.

Did he happen to hear that name a while ago?

It is said to be the most gifted, powerful and counterproductive auxiliary pianist since the existence of the Shizuku continent.

But then Elder Yu threw the news behind his head?

The worst auxiliary player?

Oh, it's just a little girl from Golden Dan, what kind of climate can it be?

But now only a month has passed since the Lu Ming Festival, this monk has actually reached Yuan Baby Years, and has entered the mysterious land?!

Elder Yu was surprised, but didn't wait for him to ask.

Without [Feather-Shocked], the captive monkey growled again, his palms plunged into the lava pool and suddenly launched a giant wave.

“Ah--!! ”

Mars splattered with lava, and disciples of Tianjinmen fled wildly.

The monkey was completely insane by now, and he stopped chasing after Muang, but vowed to invade his cave and steal his precious fleas. The humans tore them apart and burned them with flames.

Elder Yu's face changed and there was no time to hesitate: “Okay, I promise you. And ask Miss Jun to help me wait! ”