Under the Xianwei Palace.

Inside the bronze gate is where the underground palace is located.

A long piano hangs in the center of this underground palace, and a woman... It was under this long piano, sleeping peacefully, looking peaceful and calm.

"She's..."

And on the edge of this dungeon, Nangong Yiren, who had just entered the dungeon through the bronze gate, had a look of surprise and surprise in his eyes, looking at the woman lying under the long qin, that is, Chu Wanqiu.

It can also be said that... In Nangong Yiren's impression, her name is not Chu Wanqiu, but Zhao Zixuan.

Nangong Yiren remembers that when she first met Zhao Zixuan, she was still at the Tianma International Circuit in Jiangzhou City, where she made a model car in order to make some quick money. It was also the second time she had seen Qin Feng.

She still clearly remembers the feeling of sitting in Qin Feng's co-pilot, and it is because she remembers that memory of that time very firmly, so... She was sure she was not mistaken.

This woman lying under the long qin, although her dress and clothes have changed, she is absolutely right, it is Zhao Zixuan!

"Why is she here..."

"She's not..."

Nangong Yiren remembers... Zhao Zixuan should be dead, she remembers very clearly that it was precisely because of Zhao Zixuan's death that Qin Feng's mood at that time fluctuated a lot, and his whole personality became much gloomy.

And at this time...

Zheng~

Suddenly, the strings of this guqin fluctuate on their own, and the sound of the qin comes out, but if it is only the sound of the qin, it doesn't matter.

The key is the sound...

Nangong Yiren's face changed in an instant, the sound of the piano passed, and she suddenly found that her concealment method was invalid!

Not only that, the guqin, which has been silent for countless thousands of years without the slightest movement in the hands of Futong, actually has a chilling killing intent at this moment, and in the sound of the piano... Hidden is a formidable killing aura!

Guqin is like a protector, and everything it identifies as a threat to Chu Wanqiu's existence, all of them are destroyed!

Zheng ~ Zheng ~

The strings vibrated rapidly, and the sound of the qin began to resound rapidly, and the sound of the qin from this guqin turned into an invisible sound blade, approaching Nangong Yiren.

Looking at these murderous sound blades, Nangong Yiren couldn't help but turn pale.

Although Nangong Yiren has learned many secret magical powers of Xuannu Mountain during the past twenty years, these magical powers can help her bypass the guarded heavenly soldiers, and can help her quietly pass through the prohibition of the bronze gate and enter the forbidden underground palace.

However...

Her cultivation is only an immortal after all.

According to Futong's conclusion, this guqin is a Hongmeng holy weapon, that is to say, the sound of this guqin is enough to destroy all the existence under the most holy, and it is not at all that Nangong Yi people can resist.

Subconsciously, Nangong Yiren flipped her hand, wanting to sacrifice the mist feather given to her by the Nine Heavens Xuannu, when she left the mountain, the Nine Heavens Xuannu said that this feather could save her from danger.

In this case, we can only rely on this fog feather.

But it was at this time, when the sound blade rushed with a chilling killing intent.

In front of Nangong Yiren, the void suddenly tumbled, and a figure came out of it, and in an instant... The howling wind echoed in this dungeon.

A huge wall of wind appeared in front of the two of them, blocking all the sound blades of the guqin, and no matter how this sound blade fell on the wind wall, it had no effect.

The person who came, in an elegant plain robe, with long blue and white hair.

It is the Great Commander of the Guardian Realm who helps the children!

He accomplished one of the most holy things that he had understood, and that was the wind.

At this moment, Futong's eyes are cold, but his heart... But it was irrepressible joy that emerged.

This guqin...

He has had it since he held the position of the Emperor of the Other Realms, from the Emperor of the First Realm, then to the Right Heavenly Monarch, then to the Deputy Marshal of Tianhe, and then to the Divine Heavenly Monarch, and now he is in charge of the Tenth Immortal Guardian Realm.

Countless thousands of years... His priesthood has been changing, what has not changed is to study this guqin, but all these years have passed, and no movement has been found in it.

Only... Today!

He saw the power of this guqin, just a weak power of the protector, it was so powerful!

Categorically... Harmony Hallows!

The person who helps the child, as Zhu Bajie said, has a cold and calm temperament, and he doesn't care about any priesthood at all, even if he is crowned an immortal king, he doesn't care, but he cares a little... That's your own strength!

If this guqin can be used by him, he believes that his strength will definitely be able to leap to a new level!

Between the eyes, there is also a blue and white wind blowing up at this moment.

The wind wall that stood in front of the two of them suddenly lifted back, and it actually shrouded the entire guqin within a radius of ten zhang, locking those sound blades in it.

The wind wall locks the guqin, which naturally shields the breath outside, so that... The guqin couldn't feel the breath of the invading people, so it slowly stopped, and after a few breaths, it completely returned to normal.

"Nangong Fairy, do you need to explain to Fu. ”

After calming down the guqin, Fu Tong took his hand behind, and still spoke in such a cold voice, in this tone... There is a hint of unkindness.

The matter of the guqin, which he has never told the second person for countless thousands of years, has always been regarded as a secret existence.

After all, this is a Hongmeng holy artifact, and if it is known by others, it will inevitably be coveted.

But today...

But he was thoroughly watched by Nangong Yiren.

If Nangong Yiren was not a personal disciple of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, I am afraid that Futong would have already started to kill him.

"I..."

Nangong Yiren listened to Futong's words, and couldn't help but be a little speechless, no matter what happened in this underground palace, this time... Indeed, they sneaked in, and did not do a dishonorable job.

"Make a vow that you will depart. ”

Futong still spoke lightly, but the weight of these four words... But it's huge!

The so-called Taoist oath is to take the avenue of heaven and earth as an oath, once it is set... Unless you can achieve the Chaos Holy Body and transcend the Heavenly Dao, you must not violate it, and if you violate it, the Dao will still be light.

Regarding this point of the oath, Nangong Yiren naturally knew that making the oath was tantamount to putting a constraint on himself, and he hesitated for a while and did not answer.

"Nangong Fairy, Fu Mou's patience is limited. ”

Fu Tong turned his head slightly, and those indifferent eyes fell in Nangong Yiren's eyes, making Nangong Yiren couldn't help but turn pale.

She could feel that this child... It's already murderous intent.

If I don't make this vow, I'm afraid today... You can't get out of this underground palace.

Even if he has that fog feather, after all, it is only a wisp of his master's divine sense that falls into it, and it is obviously far from enough to escape in front of the prosperous Futong.

"I... I know. ”

Nangong Yiren gritted his silver teeth, sighed lightly and nodded, looking at Chu Wanqiu who was inside the wind wall and under the long qin, but there was a hint of other brilliance in his eyes.

Is that... Lighted.

If she's here... So, what about him?!

(End of chapter)