Landing in the Fantastic World

"Mu Yu!"    

At this moment, Lau Menghan ran out from the inside. When she saw the densely packed corpses in front of her, she was so shocked that her mouth was wide open.    

But she quickly came back to her senses and said with a face full of surprise, "My master, she woke up."    

Mu Yu and Lau Menghan walked back to the bamboo house together.    

Lau Menghan's master, Han Yan, had already sat up from the bed. Her spirit was much better than before.    

"Master, he is the Mu Yu I just told you about." Lau Menghan took light steps and sat back on the bed.    

"Senior." Mu Yu slightly cupped his hands.    

"Thank you, little brother, for saving my master and disciple."    

Han Yan's feet landed on the ground. She stood up and wanted to bow.    

Mu hurriedly supported her and said, "Senior, there is no need to be so polite. Lau Menghan is my friend."    

Hearing this, Han Yan's expression was slightly unnatural. However, her good manners still allowed her to maintain her smile.    

"Han'er, you go out first. I want to talk to Mr Mu alone." Han Yan looked at Lau Menghan and said faintly.    

"Master." Lau Menghan's face had some doubt and she said in puzzlement, "What matter can't you say in front of me?"    

"Mo Yin, you can go out first. I happen to have something to ask Senior Han." Mu Yu lightly nodded his chin at Lau Menghan.    

"Alright, I will wait for you outside."    

Han Yan watched Lau Menghan leave the room, then withdrew her gaze and said, "Mr Mu is so young, but he has already reached the Saint King Stage. May I know where his master is?"    

"Junior is now a student of Sacred Institute." Mu Yu replied.    

"So it's the Sacred Institute. No wonder..." Han Yan nodded her head lightly, "Apart from the Chaotian Palace, only the Sacred Institute can nurture an outstanding disciple like you."    

"I heard you say that you knew Han'er before this?"    

Mu Yu said, "To be honest, her name wasn't Lau Menghan, but Xia Qingxue. I don't know why she lost her memory. Does Senior Han know the reason?"    

Han Yan shook her head and said, "I also inadvertently saved her. At that time, her memory was already blurry. Later, I saw that she had extraordinary talent, so I took her in as my disciple and inherited my legacy."    

Speaking up to this point, she gazed at Mu Yu and said, "Since she can't remember her past memories, no matter how your relationship is in the past, I hope that the two of you won't be too intimate in the future."    

"Why?" Mu Yu raised his eyebrows. He didn't understand what Han Yan was trying to do, and he didn't like the feeling of being forced.    

Han Yan's expression gradually became cold. "It's because she inherited my Cold Moon Illusory Heavenly Art, so she can't have any romantic relationships for the rest of her life. Otherwise, at the very least, her dao heart will be damaged, and at the most, she will go berserk."    

"I can see that she already has a good impression of you after coming back this time. As your master, I can't allow you two to continue developing."    

"So, for Han'er's sake, please take the initiative to leave her. Is that okay?"    

Mu Yu was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't believe that there is any cultivation technique in this world that must avoid the relationship between men and women. Most of the time, it is just that there are loopholes or mistakes in the cultivation technique."    

"Of course, my relationship with Mo Yin is not what you think, so you don't have to worry about this kind of thing happening."    

Han Yan sighed and said, "You can control your own feelings, but Han'er's mind is pure. Once she has feelings for you, it will be very difficult to control them, so it's better for the two of you not to meet."    

Speaking up to this point, a heavy creaking sound suddenly came over. It was only to see Qiu Qiu open the door and jump in from the outside.    

"Qiuqiu, come back."    

Lau Menghan ran in from outside the door and hugged Qiuqiu in her arms. She looked at Mu Yu and Han Yan and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to have disturbed you."