Chapter 91

The crystal clear fingers put on his wrist full of scars. Under the pulse, Mu Yan frowned slightly. Sure enough, Yan Haotian's injury is far less simple than it seems. In his previous life, Yan Haotian, as Gong Qianxue's confidant, finally reached the peak of his cultivation. However, it was formed by forced treatment and accumulation of Xuanyao and danyao with great side effects. Therefore, after reaching the peak of the sky level, Yan Haotian was no longer able to make any progress, and he died after a serious injury at a young age. When he died, he didn't know that his enemies were Gong Qianxue and Yanlie. Mu Yan took back his hand and said, "sit on the ground with your knees crossed. For a while, no matter what I do, you should not resist." Yan Haotian sat down on the ground with his knees crossed. Muyan's hands don't know when there are more demons. She closed her eyes, and the mysterious Qi in her body moved quickly. Xiao Bao stood up and stood beside her with a tight face. As the plain white fingers slowly fluctuate on the gray black strings, the sweet music also flows out from her fingers. Yan Haotian's original cold look became soft when he heard the music. His eyebrows were wide, and his scarred face was tender and sweet, as if he thought of a good memory. Mu Yan sighed gently in his heart, but his action didn't stop. The sound of the zither changes slowly, from the original lingering moving, slowly becoming weeping, pain breaking liver and intestines. Yan Haotian's expression gradually changed from softness to pain and struggle. Beany beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead one by one. The burly body trembled uncontrollably. And in his sea of Qi, Xuanli was beating slowly with the leap of the musical symbol, and began to flow in his five viscera and eight channels. Everywhere Xuanqi goes, what it brings is not the usual warm comfort, but the tearing pain of flesh and blood. Yan Haotian clenched his teeth, his mouth slowly spilled blood, and his clothes were completely soaked with sweat. But he didn't even groan, let alone move, or run Xuanli to resist. Because, this is mu Yan's order. When the Xuanqi excited by the sound of Qin passes through every inch of his meridians, the sad and desolate music suddenly changes again, and becomes the fierce agitation. More severe pain erupted from Yan Haotian's flesh and bones. At last, he could not help but open his mouth and let out a cry of wild animal pain. Fine blood beads mixed with thick black liquid seeped out from the surface of his skin. At this moment, Yan Haotian looks even more miserable than in the Colosseum. Black red tears of blood from his seven orifices, just put on the new clothes, has been completely dyed red by black blood. But the music of Mu Yan didn't stop or soften at all. Until the sound of the piano lasted for half an hour, it slowly stopped. Mu Yan took back some numb fingers and said in a soft voice: "you go back to take a bath first, then change your clothes, and then come to see me." Yan Haotian struggles to get up from the ground. His whole body is just like he was fished out of the black blood mud. It's smelly and dirty. The weak body is even unable to stand steadily, just got up and almost fell down. But he saluted respectfully and then hobbled out. As soon as Yan Haotian left, Xiao Bao rushed over and hugged Mu Yan tightly“ Honey, what's the matter? " Mu Yan said softly.