The dark cliff, the lonely mountain road, the abyss where you can't see your fingers, only the wind blowing on your face, with the blue hair on your cheeks and the hem of your clothes.
The deeper the night, the more eye-catching the white sacrificial clothing. On the top of Muyu Peak, the old man playing the piano slowly stroked the newly shaved fluff on the strings, thinking silently, one song breaks the heart, two songs break the soul, and the end of the third song, this illusion still can't trap you? Is there really a human being with a pure heart
He is an elder who was left behind by a certain Wu tribe in the south. He is best at mental attacks. His piano sound can create an illusion that is difficult to distinguish between true and false. This illusion allows the intelligent beings who enter it to see the most distant, vaguest and most unforgettable fragments of the upper reaches of the Reminiscence River, so that they don't want to go back, until they gradually become intoxicated or sink into it, and finally fall asleep for a long time , can no longer leave...
The old man playing the piano didn't know that in the sky above Muyu, there was a black dragon's departed soul watching all this, so he was dragged into this illusion by the sound of his piano.
Heilong has seen many scenes from hundreds of years ago—that is the remnant of the breath of the dragon clan that can only be perceived by her blood, and that is the spiritual shock brought to her by Muyu's body that can only be recognized by her. When Shan Yejian looked at Muyu, she felt something in her heart, she felt that someone was calling her, until this time she finally understood why this world made her so sad - Zhou Garden turned out to be not only the home of human beings, but also her home. Father, the cemetery of the most powerful black frost dragon in the millennium.
The old man who played the piano didn't know these things. The person he wanted to trap in the illusion of the sound of the piano was the girl in white, and the object of his attention was naturally her. He didn't know what the white-clothed girl saw in the illusion of the sound of the piano. He only knew that she didn't waver for a moment, let alone indulge in it. She just stood quietly under the solitary tree on the cliff for a while, and then she saw through the scene. Illusion, and easily break through.
She bit her fingertips and sprinkled a drop of blood to the world where the piano sound came from. The blood that was golden yellow, solemn and holy, but extremely violent, seemed to contain countless energies... easily melted the clouds and mist, and destroyed the illusion created by the sound of the piano. Is that blood the legendary Tianfeng True Blood
The old man playing the piano looked at the mountain road in the night and thought about it, but he didn't say anything. The whole Xuelao City knew a taboo, never mentioning the word phoenix before Princess Nanke.
"The essence of life is desire and chaos. There is no absolutely transparent soul, and it is impossible to cultivate the Dao heart without any dust. On the contrary, her spiritual world is more complicated than you think. She is outside her Dao heart." You have put up many disguises, and your piano sound only touches her most superficial layers, how can you move her? How can you confuse her if you can’t even move her?"
The little girl said indifferently: "Actually, I'm very curious. If she keeps pretending like this, whether she is a saint or ordinary at one time, will she forget who she really is one day in the future."
"If this is the case, she will encounter great problems in the future."
The old man playing the piano thoughtfully, gently plucked the strings, and a condensed breath followed the sound of the piano, continuing to isolate this mountain from the real Zhouyuan world.
The little girl never thought that she could trap the other party just by relying on the illusion of the sound of the piano. The girl in white easily broke the barrier with blood, but the illusion still existed, and she had to come to meet her if she wanted to leave.
Come and meet.
The meeting of fate is tonight.
She looked at the mountain road under the night, and said with a blank expression: "Phenix, a crazy thing, will always die in the end. But I will definitely let her die in my hands before committing suicide."
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The night wind blew on the lonely mountain path, and the sacrificial clothes fluttered like a cloak. The girl in white seemed to be extremely slow, but in fact she was extremely fast. She arrived at the peak of Muyu like a crane.
There are no stars in the night sky of Zhouyuan, but there is a dim light hanging in the depths of the grassland below the mountain. What is that? Thinking about these things, she looked at the little girl sitting by the cliff.
The little girl stood up, turned around and said, "You are here."
The girl in white was stunned. The first moment she saw the little girl, she guessed or finally confirmed who her opponent was. She was so powerful at such a young age, so it was naturally the legendary Princess of the Demon Race, Her Royal Highness Nanke—the reason why she was like this at this time She was surprised because she didn't expect Nanke to look like this.
Nan Ke is about ten years old. Her eyebrows and eyes are actually very delicate, and her childishness has not faded. It can be said that she is a very good-looking little girl, but the distance between her eyes is a little wide, and her black and cold pupils are a little bit towards the center of her eyebrows. The emotion in the pupils was also very dull, so... I looked a little dumbfounded.
She is like a girl who grew up in the village. What she has to do every day is to go to the back mountain to hunt a large basket of pigweed, then eat and sleep, and wait for the next morning to hunt a large basket of pigweed.
Yes, she is a girl in the village, and she spends her life hunting pigweeds every day.
I don't know why, but the girl in white thinks so. Although she has never lived in the countryside, let alone shot pigweed, and doesn't even know what pigweed looks like, she just thinks so.
If this is a fateful meeting, Nan Ke must have thought about it many times, and she has thought about it many times.
She thought the Nanke she saw would be a lonely peacock. In all the legends, the phoenix can command a hundred birds, only the peacock is always so indifferent and arrogant, flying alone in places where the sun does not shine. It never occurred to her that Nanke was like a little girl who hunted pigweed every day. She looked a little dull, a little dull, a little pitiful, and made people feel distressed for no reason. She kept beating pigweed every day.
This made her look a little dazed unexpectedly.
The night wind blows gently on the Mu Valley, and time flows slowly.
She didn't know what to say, she was a little nervous for some unknown reason. She felt that she didn't know how to face this little girl named Nanke, so she looked at the old man playing the piano.
She is the true phoenix of destiny, who can see the truth with just one glance.
She could tell that the old man playing the piano was the elder of the Candle Yin Witch. His combat power might only be at the peak of the Netherworld, but his spiritual strength far exceeded this level. It is most suitable for killing human practitioners in the Zhou Garden. However, the black robe of the demon army strategist really didn't let go of any details.
It's just that it's a pity.
She looked at the piece of guqin on the old man's lap, looked at the slightly fluttering strings, and shook her head with some regret.
It was the Yaoqin, an ancestral sacred instrument that had been lost for many years in the Candle Shadow Witch Department.
If this Yaoqin was not used to set up the second level of illusion, but to cooperate with Nanke to attack, maybe she would be really dangerous, and she might even die.
Nanke said: "I want to kill you, no one can interfere."
While speaking, the little girl's black hair was fluttering in the night wind, as if grass clippings had fallen.
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