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"Well... My eyes don't see flowers."

"You pinch me to try, let me wake up, wow... It hurts!"

"It's not really a dream!"

All the people of Duanmu have an incredible look.

Even Duanmu Fenghua, the patriarch of the dead spirit clan, was not the terror of his opponent, so he was defeated by a young man.

Not even bones!

Mu Yu landed beside Duanmu Qingling and Duanmu Fenghua.

"Mu Yu."

Duanmu Qingling purses her red lips lightly, and her beautiful eyes are filled with mist.

Her hand supported Duanmu Fenghua, who was seriously injured nearby.

Duanmu Fenghua saw Mu Yu coming, immediately stood up with his waist, and said respectfully, "thank you for your help, young Xia mu. I'm willing to repay you with my life."

While speaking, he coughed heavily, and blood spat out from his mouth. Because he couldn't stand steadily, he had to fall forward.

Mu Yu quickly held him and said: "Duanmu clan leader, Qingling is my friend, and the dead spirit clan is also the enemy of our clan. No matter from which angle, I take it for granted."

"Come on, sit down. I'll help you recover."

"Good!"

Duanmu Fenghua nodded with a smile, then sat on the ground with his knees crossed.

Mu Yu also sat behind him and used Shenghua's skill to heal him.

Half an hour later, Duanmu Fenghua has recovered more than half.

"Thank you, Mu Yu!"

Duanmu Qingling looks grateful and looks at Mu Yu with emotion in her eyes. If there is no Mu Yu, she really doesn't know what to do.

Mu Yu said with a smile, "be polite to me."

Duanmu Qingling swept his eyes to the crowd and said in a cold voice: "now, do you still doubt Mu Yu's bad intentions?"

"Mr. mu, we are wrong. Please forgive us."

They all hung their heads in shame.

In order to cure the three supreme elders, Duanmu Fenghua let out his secret room and guarded it outside.

In the back room.

Mu Yu took out the green star stone and slowly put the power of life into the body of the three supreme elders.

The power of life is worthy of being the nemesis of the dead. The black fog in the three supreme elders' bodies was quickly melted away, and the black purple on their cheeks was also quickly faded. Their faces gradually became ruddy, and their breathing became stable.

It's late at night.

A black flash of lightning suddenly fell from the sky.

Half of the buildings in Duanmu's territory were cut into pieces, and countless Duanmu people were directly killed.

All of a sudden, the whole Duanmu clan was enveloped by a breath of death.

"Ah....

every corner of Duanmu clan was filled with cries.

Countless dead soldiers spread up from the ground, killing Duanmu people crazily.

"God is going to kill me, Duanmu people!"

Duanmu Fenghua just came here. Seeing such a tragic scene, he couldn't help but feel sad.

"Patriarch, we can't hold on any longer. In order to keep the last firewood of Duanmu, we'd better retreat."

For a moment, Duanmu Fenghua suddenly seemed to be a few years old. After a long time, he sighed: "all the people retreat!"

"Mu Yu! Mu Yu

After learning the news of the retreat of the whole clan, Duanmu Qingling immediately ran to the secret room to find Mu Yu.

At this time, Mu Yu just finished the treatment of the three supreme elders. He felt the movement outside for the first time.