As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly solidified.

It was as if an undercurrent was slowly gathering and was about to burst out with a roar.

After being silent for a while, Jun Muxian finally spoke: "Do you have a close blood relationship with me?"

Her voice was a little erratic, sounding like she was far away, with a bit of uncertainty and disbelief.

Yan Shaoling looked at her, his face still pale, but what he said was very convincing: "Yes, it must be a very close blood relationship."

After a pause, he said word by word: "They must be direct blood relatives."

"..."

This time, it was completely silent.

Jun Muqian put his fingers on her forehead and felt his whole body trembling slightly.

However, her expression was as calm as ever before, and she asked calmly: "Are those parents? Or brothers and sisters?"

Yan Shaoling was silent for a moment, smiled bitterly, and coughed again: "Yes."

"If it were someone else, even if they could successfully accept the spiritual root transplant at the first time, their body would reject it later."

This is why no one buys the Marrow Needle at all.

It is impossible for biological parents to be so cruel as to dig up the spiritual roots of their children.

Moreover, spiritual roots are given by God, and transplanted ones cannot be as good as natural ones.

The owner of an innate spiritual root is an unparalleled genius, and he will surely reach the pinnacle of spiritual cultivation in the future.

How could you do this when it’s too late for your family members to feel pain?

When one person attains enlightenment, even chickens and dogs can ascend to heaven.

Innate spiritual roots are too precious.

Hearing this, Jun Muqian smiled suddenly, her eyebrows creasing as she smiled, as if she was really happy.

But Yan Shaoling saw endless desolation and loneliness in that smile.

These two emotions seemed so incongruous to appear on such an enchanting and beautiful face.

He frowned his slightly feminine eyebrows, and then subconsciously raised his hand, but immediately——

Yan Shaoling seemed to have realized something, and his slender fingers suddenly retracted.

Lost my temper.

Yan Shaoling pursed his lips, this was a bit unlike him.

"But..." Jun Muqian raised his eyebrows slightly, with a faint sneer, "I am an orphan, without a father or a mother."

No matter in her previous life or in this life, she is an orphan.

In her previous life, she was born at a young age, and walked step by step towards the chaotic world, and finally died on Wuyingya.

Although the old palace master was someone she respected, he couldn't let her feel the blood and blood ties of a relative.

In this life, although she has a master, he is still not her relative.

But now someone suddenly told her that you have relatives.

Not only that, your relatives also dug up your spiritual roots and then used your spiritual roots for their own use.

Jun Muqian sighed softly. She raised her hand to hold her left chest, where her heart was beating.

But this time, it hurts a little.

She had never felt this kind of pain before, and it was so painful that her internal organs were trembling.

Even though she was chased by thousands of masters for 17,000 miles, fighting bloody battles along the way, walking on bones, covered in scars and dripping with blood, she had never felt such pain.

"...Orphan?" Yan Shaoling was startled again. After a long time, he lowered his head and coughed, "Then I may have said it wrong."

He had to admit that he felt a little bit regretful.

Originally it was just a question out of curiosity, but I didn't expect that it would involve so many intricate mysteries.

"Master Yan just swore an oath in the name of heaven." Jun Muxian laughed this time, with a bit of amusement, "Has Master Yan forgotten?"

Hearing these words off guard, Yan Shaoling started coughing again, and his cheeks as pale as paper turned sickly red.

He turned his eyes away from the woman in purple and sighed softly: "I regret my oath."

Why did you take the oath directly at that time?

Maybe he acted out of anger when he saw the distrust in her eyes.

Now that I think about it, I was a little impulsive, almost like a child.

"You can't forget what you said." Jun Muzhen curled her lips, "A gentleman's promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold."

"Miss Mu..." Hearing this, Yan Shaoling showed an unexpected look, "Aren't you sad?"

It was clear that when I looked at her just now, she still looked as if her heart was withered. How long did it take for her to let go?

If his spiritual root is dug out, he will definitely make the life of the person who dug his spiritual root and the person who uses his spiritual root worse than death!

He put his fingers back into his palms, his eyes gradually turning cold.

"Sad?" Jun Muqian chuckled lightly, with a cold look on his face, "No, I'm not sad. Why should I feel sad for someone I've never met before?"

Regardless of whether there is any problem with her memory, there are no parents, nor her brothers and sisters in her memory now.

Feeling sorry for them? It’s not worth it.

Suddenly, she sneered slightly: "Who do they think they are, worthy of making me sad?"

Yan Shaoling suddenly raised his head and saw that the face of the woman in purple was as beautiful as before, never faded or weakened.

"I just..." Jun Muzhen's voice lowered again, a little tired, "It was a little unacceptable at first."

When I was in the Mirror Moon Palace, due to the rules of the palace, people in the palace could only return home once every three years.

Some children always couldn't stand this rule when they first came to the Mirror Moon Palace. Their parents felt very sorry for them, so they would visit them every month.

She has no parents, so she just watches from the sidelines.

When she was a teenager, she was very envious, but later on, she no longer felt anything.

So what if you don’t have parents? So what if you were raised by nature?

Just live happily and don’t worry about so many things!

But Jun Muxian knew that this was her inner demon.

Always.

So to this day, she still remembers how other children's parents treated them.

She also always believed that all parents in this world cherish their children very much.

But, hers is not.

To take a step back, even if the person who dug up her spiritual roots was not her biological parents, then they were at least one of the people watching indifferently.

Are there such parents?

Jun Muqian didn't know. She pinched her eyebrows and suddenly felt confused.

"Miss Mu..." Yan Shaoling hesitated. He didn't know how to comfort someone, so he could only say, "Maybe things are not as complicated as you think. Maybe your parents love you."

Although, when he said this sentence, he himself felt that it had little credibility.

After thinking about it, he smiled and said, "You don't need to think too much about it, Miss Mu. Just wait until you wake up and check it carefully."

"It's useless to just rely on your own guesses."

"You are right." Jun Muqian raised his head, with a faint smile on his lips, "I want to do a thorough investigation after I wake up."

"So this dream formed by the power of heaven should be broken."

Hearing these words, Yan Shaoling suddenly froze and frowned.

Before he could say anything, he felt everything around him suddenly shaking.

It happened that there was a storm, and the black clouds rolled over the city with such destructive force that it was impossible to stand firm.

Spiritual energy was surging, and with Jun Muzhen as the center, a huge coercion quietly emerged and began to gradually spread to the surroundings.

The original darkness of nothingness is also quickly fading away.

Yan Shaoling looked at the woman in purple in astonishment, his eyes widened suddenly, very unbelievable.

She can actually take the initiative to expel the power of heaven?!

Even if you are the bearer of Hongmeng Luck, it is impossible to be so powerful, right?

Moreover, she is only a fifth-level spiritual master, how could she have such powerful pressure?

That kind of courage that only gods and demons had at the beginning of chaos.

The next second, all the light in Yan Shaoling's eyes disappeared.
To be continued...