In the fine house, the curling fragrance of tea in the heat slowly steamed a little illusory, the graceful and weak goose yellow figure knelt in front of the teacher, bowed his head, looking forward to the god in his heart like a teacher to save his most beloved man. 【For more exciting, please visit】

Yun Shui Shitai walked to Yun Xiaoxie's side, and no matter who looks, Yun Xiaoxie at this moment is a dead person.

Behind her, she took the pulse, and then said resolutely: "He's dead." ”

"No, he's not dead!"

Han Xuemei suddenly raised her head, her sad eyes flashing with firm longing.

Master Yunshui sighed and said, "He is really dead, and now you can finally quietly pursue the immortality of the Heavenly Dao, and not be bothered by the **** of the human world." ”

Han Xuemei's body trembled slightly, she thought it was not her own delusion.

She took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and walked over to the man whose head was scruffy to the side as if he had fallen asleep.

It turned out that one ten-thousandth of the hope in her heart was finally shattered, and she still did not get out of the Aurora magic circle.

A hint of kindness appeared on Master Yunshui's beautiful cheeks, and he said, "Xuemei, you don't have to be sad. ”

"No!"

For the first time in her life, Han Xuemei suddenly mustered up the courage to speak loudly to her teacher, and a strong wind inspired her slightly trembling body, and a strange sound suddenly sounded in the retreat.

She reached out and picked up Yun Xiaoxie, who was waiting for the death sentence, and strode outside.

Master Yunshui seemed to be stunned on the spot, and when Han Xuemei walked to the bamboo door of the Jingshe, she woke up and broke off, her voice was clear, and her tone was angry.

"Xuemei, what are you going to do! Are you crazy?"

Han Xuemei's body stopped in front of the door, her eyes slightly sideways, and there was a gentle but absolute smile on the corner of her mouth.

She said softly: "Master, no matter if this is reality or fantasy, the disciple must save him." ”

"You...... You ......"

Master Yunshui's face turned blue in an instant, as if he was not lightly angry, and his body began to shake, and he shouted: "If you go out, you will never be able to turn back." ”

"Stagger!"

It sounded like a dragon's roar, like a phoenix's roar, and like the crisp sound of wind chimes crashing.

The white sword light burst out like a dancing dragon, wrapping around Han Xuemei's body.

Han Xuemei held the fairy sword and pointed at the Yunshui Master Tai in the Jingshe, and the master and apprentice did not move for a while.

It turned out that in Han Xuemei's suppressed heart, confronting her master was also a kind of demon in her heart!

In the past ten years, she has thought about it countless times, but she has never dared to disobey her teacher, and now when Yun Xiaoxiao is dying, she can no longer control so much.

In reality, she wants to fight against her mentor.

In the illusion, this idea made her have demons.

"You...... You ......"

Yun Shui Shitai's body shook more and more distance, and his face turned blue and white for a while, obviously extremely angry.

"Do you want to kill the teacher?"

Han Xuemei's body trembled slightly, but the Xuanshuang Divine Sword she held tightly in her hand did not move at all.

She said quietly, "Master, don't stand in my way. ”

Yun Shuishi was so angry that he reached out and grabbed the sharp blade of the Xuanshuang Divine Sword.

Han Xuemei gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and spit out the true qi in her body, and the Xuanshuang Divine Sword was full of white light, and with a whoosh, she stabbed straight forward.

Why is Master Yunshui's cultivation so high, seeing the white light coming, she grasped the momentum unchanged, and grabbed the sword of the Xuanshuang Divine Sword with one hand.

As if pinched by steel, the attack of the Xuanshuang Divine Sword in Han Xuemei's hand stopped abruptly, and then a strong force came from the sword body.

Han Xuemei's face changed drastically, and the supreme spiritual power of the Yin and Yang Qiankun Dao that she had cultivated in her body for more than ten years instantly surged out and rushed towards the divine sword.

The suppressed brilliance of the Excalibur resurfaced, and Yun Shui Shi let out a low snort, involuntarily letting go of the right hand holding the Excalibur, and retreated again and again.

Han Xuemei had already woken up from the chaos at this moment, knowing that this was a reality-like illusion conjured up by the supreme demonic power of the Aurora Magic Circle, and it was definitely not real.

She let out a clear whistle, the fairy sword in her hand swept out, and several white sword qi whistled, heading towards Yunshui Shitai ****.

At this moment, on her face, there was no pain, no sadness, and no remorse, only a more and more intense monstrous killing intent.

It's as if, at this moment, she really has murderous intentions towards the teacher who has raised her for more than ten years.

Yunshui Shitai slapped out his palms, and two rays of blue light emerged from his palms, and there were a few loud bangs, and the entire Jingshe shook vigorously. 【For more exciting, please visit】

Han Xuemei did not retreat but advanced, holding Yun Xiaoxie and galloping forward, a sword stabbed out, as fast as lightning, in the stunned and frightened eyes of Yun Shui Shitai, the invincible Xuan Frost Divine Sword pierced Yun Shui's heart.

The moon-white robe gradually overflowed with a faint red blood, staining her body red.

Han Xuemei's body was shocked, looking at the familiar teacher in front of her, she only felt that she had just done something terrible.

"You...... You're really going to kill me!"

Master Yunshui suddenly stopped moving, his eyes were full of sorrow and pain, as if he never expected that the disciple he had raised would kill him.

Han Xuemei's heart shook for a while, even though she understood that the Yunshui Master in front of her was a demon in her heart, she still couldn't help but tremble and twitch.

The gentle wind blew in from the outside, with a hint of coolness, and watched the teacher fall weakly on the teahouse chair, knocking over her most beloved purple sand teapot and turning it into pieces.

Han Xuemei suddenly felt a heart-rending pain erupt from her body and mind, and this familiar pain almost brought her back to the feeling she had when she saw Yun Xiaoyi and Shi Shaobei together on the Wild North Ice Origin God Tree.

Powerlessness, sorrow, pain, remorse...... All kinds of complicated expressions suddenly flashed in her eyes full of murderous intent.

At that moment, footsteps came from outside the door, and there seemed to be laughter and conversation of familiar people in memory.

She turned her head and saw the senior sister Lu Linlang and Xu Baofeng walking towards the side of the Jingshe.

It wasn't until the two of them got close that they found that something had happened in the house, and her mentor Yunshui was too weak to fall on the coffee table, and there was a divine sword in her chest that had not yet been drawn.

And the other end of the sword was tightly held in the hand of the familiar little junior sister.

"Master!"

Lu Linlang and Xu Baofeng screamed, rushed to pounce, and rubbed themselves from both sides of Han Xuemei's side into the house.

Xu Baofeng shouted: "Little junior sister, are you crazy!

Han Xuemei's body trembled, and the look of pain and confusion in her eyes became more and more intense.

She shook her head vigorously, gently, but as if she had exhausted all her strength.

And at this moment, Xu Baofeng and Lu Linlang shot at the same time, and the two dazzling fairy swords stabbed directly at Han Xuemei and the man in her arms.

Han Xuemei woke up in an instant, her body retreated sharply, her hand shook, and the Xuanshuang Divine Sword was withdrawn from Yunshui Shitai's chest, and she blocked it with a while, blocking the two fairy swords.

Two strong forces came, and her body flew outside with her strength.

Under the void, the familiar illusion made her feel confused again.

Xu Baofeng and Lu Linlang roared in unison, and both snatched them out, and the fairy swords in their hands were all shining.

Han Xuemei glanced at the man in her arms, the confusion in her eyes decreased slightly, and with a wave of the fairy sword in her hand, the sword rain in the sky was overwhelmingly shot towards Lu and Xu.

I don't know why, these two women's Taoism seems to be far inferior to Han Xuemei, facing the ethereal 80,000 style of the divine sword, the two women can't dodge, and they are instantly pierced by countless sword rains, and they fall weakly in a pool of blood.

Han Xuemei didn't hesitate any longer, and took Yun Xiaoxie in her arms to control the Xuanshuang and soared into the sky, directly passing through the Yunyan Pavilion at the bottom, and flying towards the direction of Reincarnation Peak.

Quiet, at this moment, the heaven and earth seem to have regained its original silence again.

In her impression, the reincarnation peak is always lively and lively, but at this moment, there is no sound at all, let alone a single figure.

She walked through Zhenwu Square, crossed the White Jade Rainbow Bridge, and passed through the Hall of Reincarnation......

Then, unconsciously, she came to the back mountain of the Reincarnation Peak.

In the mist of smoke, a white light pierced through the clouds and landed on a cliff behind the reincarnation peak.

Think about the cliff!

The familiar Siguo Cliff seems to have returned to the sad years ten years ago, and the three big hateful words written by Yun Xiaoye in blood on the stone wall can still be vaguely recognized.

Also, the word "empty".

Han Xuemei gently placed Yun Xiaoye on the Siguo cliff, her movements were gentle, almost afraid that she would hurt her if she moved bigger.

Then, she saw the word "empty", and also saw the three words "hate" that had been almost erased by the years.

Her body trembled slightly, with a hint of sadness in her eyes, she squatted down and gently hugged Yun Xiaoxie's head in her arms.

"What should I do?"

She muttered to herself softly and weakly, looking at the man in her arms, why did a trace of pain and self-blame slip through her eyes?

Time flies, I don't know when, the stars in the sky appeared in the void, it turned out to be night.

After Han Xuemei calmed down, she was deducing how to break this illusion that seemed to be real, thinking about it for a long time, but she still didn't have any clue.

After checking Yun Xiaoxie several times, he found that the airflow in Yun Xiaoxie's body was much thicker every once in a while, and Yun Xiaoxie's heartbeat gradually recovered with the growth of that mysterious airflow.

The mystery of the Heavenly Book is really incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Yun Xiaoxie was so seriously injured and under the strange poison in his body, it is said that there is no possibility of sparing.

But under the strange energy of the Heavenly Book Magic, he protected his heart, not only keeping the Yun Xiao Evil Yuan God immortal, but also recovering on his own little by little.

Such a strange and unpredictable thing, not to mention that the true law of the two Buddhas has never been seen, and even the magical powers of the Demon Sect that have always been mysterious have never been heard.

And Han Xuemei watched the fifth volume of the Book of Heaven ten years ago, and she had never seen such a self-recovering supernatural power.

Under the moonlight, I felt Yun Xiaoxie's heartbeat gradually recovering, although it was slow, it never stopped.

Han Xuemei hugged him, looked at the starry sky, and said softly: "In the past, you always accompanied me to look at the stars and the moon, and you see how beautiful the stars are today." If we really can't get out of this illusion, it's great to be together. ”

"I know that you have hated me and resented me for the past ten years, but in fact, why don't I hate myself?"

"If time could be turned back, I still don't want to forget you. ”

"Do you remember the joke you told me ten years ago at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains to make fun of me? Later, I read a book called "The Legend of the Laughing Forest" in the world, and I realized that most of the jokes you told me were from this book...... However, the jokes in it never made me laugh again. ”

"Do you remember that I was here ten years ago, and I hid in your bed to hide from my senior sister and them, although we didn't say a word for those two hours, but it was the happiest time for me. ”

Han Xuemei spoke softly to the sleeping man in her arms, whether Yun Xiaoxie could hear her didn't know, and she seemed to dare to say her mind only when Yun Xiaoxie was unconscious.

Under the moonlight and stars, the man and woman sat next to each other, just like they had ten years ago.

It's just that the location has been reversed.

Ten years ago, it was Han Xuemei who relied on Yun Xiaoxie's arms, but now it is the other way around.

"A song of liver and intestines is broken, where to find a soulmate at the end of the world. ”

A faint strange man's voice sounded slowly under the night, and it was even more desolate in the misha.

Han Xuemei was slightly startled, turned her head to look, but saw a white qi slowly converging, forming a young man.

The man looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked quite handsome, but there was a hint of evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

But his eyes were painful.

Han Xuemei didn't stand up, and her gaze slowly fell on his left hand from the face of the mysterious face that was gathered by the white qi.

It was a sword, three feet and an inch long, and its whole body was dark yellow, and it was absolutely extraordinary.

The reason why Han Xuemei cares about the sword in the other party's hand is because she knows this sword.

Aurora Fairy Sword!

Now it is the personal sword of Zhu Gou, a disciple of the Shushan Sect's Changmen Reincarnation Peak.

"Evil spirits?"

Han Xuemei frowned and said slowly: "I didn't expect that there would be fierce spirits in this illusion. ”

The mysterious man smiled faintly, slowly stepped out of the void, came to the top of the cliff, and gently stroked a line of words on the stone wall.

Han Xuemei looked over, the words on the stone wall were carved many years ago, and they had become very blurry, but they were barely legible.

"A song of liver and intestines is broken, where in the world to find a soulmate. ”

There are three more words underneath.

Correct.

Linlang.

The mysterious man's pale palm gently rubbed the last two words, as if recalling the most unforgettable memory of his life.

Anyone who looks at this man knows that he is not a living person, as Han Xuemei said, he is a fierce spirit.

Generally, the reason for the formation of fierce spirits is that the soul of the person does not want to die after death, and is outside the Three Realms and is not in reincarnation.

Han Xuemei saw that the mysterious man's back was trembling slightly, and there seemed to be faint tears in the corners of his pale eyes.

"Perhaps, he is also a man with a story. ”

Han Xuemei whispered to herself in her heart, without any movement on her body, sitting on the cold stone wall, holding the body of the even colder man in her arms.

After a long time, the mysterious man finally turned his head slowly, looked at Han Xuemei and Yun Xiaoxie in a coma, and said softly, "Is Linlang okay?"

Han Xuemei was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the Aurora Immortal Sword in the man's hand, and said, "Are you Zhuge Zheng?"

The mysterious man's pale face showed a little sadness, and said, "It's been twenty-eight years, and I didn't expect anyone to remember me." ”

He shook his head helplessly, gently sat on the cliff three feet away from Han Xuemei, looked at the bright starry sky, and said, "When I was thinking about the cliff face, Linlang also came here secretly, so we sat here to enjoy the moon and talk. ”

Han Xuemei looked at him deeply, looking at the painful man beside her, her heart couldn't help twitching and trembling.

Zhuge Zheng said quietly: "Later, everything changed, everything changed. ”

There was silence for a long time, and in the night breeze, the atmosphere of thinking about the cliff seemed to have become a little weird.

I don't know how long it took, Zhuge Zheng's gaze finally retracted from the starry sky, and said, "There is still an hour." ”

Han Xuemei said: "What?"

Zhuge Zheng slowly stood up, facing the cliff, and said leisurely: "There is still an hour when the Northern Aurora magic circle will dissipate with the sunrise, if you can't find a way to crack it, then you and the lover in your arms will disappear forever in the Three Realms." ”

A cloud of white gas rose again, and Zhuge Zheng's body gradually became illusory in the white qi.

Han Xuemei's face was condensed, and she said, "You ......"

She said a word, and Zhuge Zheng's voice came again from the gradually dissipating white air, interrupting her words.

"You have seen the way to crack it, or the lover in your arms knows it. If you can go out and see Linlang on my behalf and tell her, I don't hate her anymore. ”

After saying this, the white gas finally dispersed, and disappeared into the night sky with the mysterious man who came leisurely.

Han Xuemei's heart was shocked, she looked down at Yun Xiaoye in her arms, and saw that his face was calm, his skin was still transparent, there was no change at all, and he would not wake up in a short time.

The cold feeling coming from Yun Xiaoxie's body made Han Xuemei's heart quickly calm down.

Knowing that Zhuge Zheng suddenly appeared was by no means unreasonable, she had never seen Zhuge Zheng before, let alone knew her appearance, so what Zhuge Zheng looked like was something that the demons could not conjure.

Han Xuemei suddenly felt a hint of strangeness, and reached out to pull out the blue cloud hairpin from her hair.

Biyun hairpin has always been the token of the head of the Jade Girl Peak, passed down from generation to generation, from the generation of the Yunyan Fairy has been passed down for fifteen generations, spanning more than 3,000 years.

She vaguely remembered that the senior sister Lu Linlang's eyes would be a little fluttering every time she saw her blue cloud hairpin.

When she took it off now, she saw that there seemed to be a white gas slowly circulating in the turquoise hairpin, which she had never seen before.

"Could it be that Senior Brother Zhuge Zheng has been attached to the Biyun hairpin for the past twenty-eight years?"

Han Xuemei quickly figured this out.

Thirty years ago, Lu Linlang was already a strange woman who moved Shu Mountain, and was regarded as the best candidate for the successor by Yunshui Shitai, and also had a blue cloud hairpin.

Later, after that incident, Lu Linlang returned the Biyun hairpin to his teacher, thinking that he was not worthy of this big responsibility.

It wasn't until more than ten years ago that Han Xuemei's sudden rise made Yunshui Shitai see hope again, so he passed the Biyun hairpin to Han Xuemei.

It can be said that the owner of the previous generation of Biyun hairpin is Lu Linlang, and it is by no means impossible for Zhuge Zheng's soul to be attached to the magic weapon with abundant spiritual power such as Biyun hairpin for 28 years.

"Little evil knows the way to crack the illusion?"

Han Xuemei looked at Biyun Hairpin and muttered to herself slowly, as if she had thought of something, she suddenly turned her head and looked at the huge word "empty" carved by Yun Xiaoyi on the stone wall behind her.

"Empty?!"

Han Xuemei's eyes flashed, and she slowly put Yun Xiaoye in her arms on the cliff, walked under the huge word "empty", and stared at it.

This "empty" word was engraved by Yun Xiaoxiao with a nameless short stick when he left Siguo Cliff, and he entered the stone for three points, even if it was another thousand years and thousands of years, he could not erase the deep traces of engraving.

Han Xuemei stood quietly on the cliff and stared at this word, her white hair on her temples slowly swaying in the night breeze, giving people a feeling of being out of the world.

"Empty, empty, empty......"

She muttered to herself, her brows furrowed, as if she couldn't comprehend the supreme truth contained in the word itself.

Source: Ran Library.