The villain has a white moonlight

Everyone in Yanmo City held their hearts together, Wu Siyue raised her head and squinted her eyes at the gorgeous figure in the sky.

Wang Huan was holding the red badger rosefinch stick in his hand, and the red electric light on the Garuda flew quickly, and he stepped on the indestructible magic circle to stop the volcano in the air. However, driven by the dust mirror, the volcano kept shaking Press down.

The young man in Suzaku clothes was shrouded in a crimson red light, his stern face was calm, and there was fine sweat on his forehead.

When Wang Huan was singled out with the former teacher, she did the same, watching from the sidelines.

When the young man and Luo Rong fought to the point of victory, Luo Rong lifted the wolf pen to avoid his sword.

Wang Huan's Suzaku sword was also withdrawn in time, without hurting Luo Rong.

"Student Wang Ruoxi, you shouldn't be kind at a time like this." A smile appeared on Luo Rong's old face.

"It's you, teacher, who is kind to the students." Wang Huan took back the Suzaku sword.

At this time, there are no more people in the illusionary territory, the battlefield of the crucible of the moon is gone, and the magma is constantly rolling in the flames of the crater, there are only the four of them, the illusion is no longer, everything is real, life is real, and death is also real .

"You are the best class I have ever led." Luo Rong closed his eyes and sighed softly.

"Thank you, Teacher Luo."

"Take classmate Xiao Xie and leave." Luo Rong's green-green wolf hair pen was sharp and sharp, tearing a gap like a crescent moon in the air.

"Qu Bo! Are you really going to betray the master?!" Wu Siyue frowned when she saw that Mo Xue's Killing Realm was lifted.

The young Wang Huan looked at Wu Siyue, who held Xie Niyu back a step.

Wu Siyue's heart was stabbed, thinking of the first time she saw Wang Huan on the Cliff of No Return, she also felt such inexplicable distress

"His Royal Highness entrusted me, he... probably knew this would happen, so he sent you here," Luo Rong sighed softly, "But he also knows that you also... can't complete what he asked." The person holding the pen His hands were trembling slightly, and his large robe was fluttering in the wind, like a dancing dead leaf, about to stay forever in the quiet beauty of death.

"Joke, I'll kill Xie Niyu right now." Wu Siyue raised her eyebrows, and she was about to kill Xie Niyu with her hand on Xie Niyu's slender neck.

Even if she admires Wang Ruoxi from the bottom of her heart, she also admires Xie Niyu's aristocratic demeanor.

But the capable people in the mortal cultivator world are all stumbling blocks to the restoration of the Yuyi Kingdom. The Jiwu Dynasty that unified the Xiujie could destroy the Yuyi Kingdom, and the crown prince would not allow the Xianmen family to have the opportunity to unite in their heyday.

Several big families withered and fell one after another, and the Wang and Xie families should also perish.

The restoration of the country is imminent, she cannot and will never betray the prince.

However, the moment he started, a soft and gentle voice came to mind.

"No, please stop."

How come, she has long suppressed those spiritual thoughts that do not belong to her, whose is it?It was able to break through the restriction of her thoughts.

That voice was very soft, like a gentle mist lingering in her heart, but an invisible force stopped her.

When Wu Siyue was distracted, Xie Niyu broke away from the hostage and countered him, and was about to strike, but the knife in his hand barely stopped, tears came into his beautiful eyes, and he called out excitedly and sadly: "Sister Mu! ..."

He bit his lip and said nothing, his heart heaving violently.

The smudged ink stains were like hazy mist, and the young Wang Huan walked up to Wu Siyue, with a slight rippling in his eyes, looking at her respectfully and softly: "Sister Yi."

How is this going? !Wu Siyue was startled.

Neither Xie Niyu nor Wang Huan were looking at her, Wu Siyue.

She came back to her senses, the pottery cast body used by the prince's revived god attendant was mixed with the ashes and souls of mortals.

She might... have Mu Qinyin on her.

Luo Rong exhausted his cultivation and opened up the passage from the illusion to the present world, but he himself stayed in the sea of ​​red flames.

Qu Bo, do you feel that you have betrayed your master's entrustment and apologized by dying?

"Then what about me? What about me who also couldn't complete the master's explanation?" Wu Siyue looked at the peach blossom fan in her hand and fell into a daze.

The puppet Donggong Shenyue who fell on the grass showed a distorted smile, and the prince's voice was buzzing with metal trills: "Servant of God, I grant the freedom you have longed for."

"That's great, thank you so much, Your Highness!" Luo Yafeng shrugged indifferently, but the pain in his heart grew stronger.

He understands that his life has come to an end.

I used to long for the ultimate death, but now when the heart is beating completely in the chest cavity, it seems that I don't want to die so much anymore.

When I first met Lang Hua at the banquet, that familiar face appeared before his eyes again, and his empty heart felt like it was beating heavily like it was hundreds of years ago.

"Heh, if you want to take what you want, you must give it first. Do you think this will make me uncomfortable?" Luo Yafeng stood up unsteadily, with a wanton smile on the corner of his mouth, "But Brother Xiaofeng, I never thought If you get it, it’s no big deal if you lose it.”

He walked through the flowers, approached the wooden house step by step, wiped off the cold sweat before pushing the door, trying to maintain a normal state.

"Luo Yafeng!" The woman who was bound by the puppet string in the room finally relaxed her slightly frowning brows when she saw him, and there was a relieved smile between her brows and eyes: "It's great, you're fine, it's great. "

"Yes." Luo Yafeng smiled slightly, stepped forward and slightly bent over, and gently untied Dong Gongfu's puppet thread.

Dong Gongfu looked at the coquettish and beautiful face that was so close at hand, and felt her cheeks became hot.

She knew exactly what kind of mood this was, and she seemed to fall in love with this gorgeous and casual peacock.

But now the cultivation world is in danger, I don't know how the cousin and the others are doing now, this kind of untimely idea, let's wait for the crisis to pass before confessing to him.

Dong Gongfu's heart was beating a little faster, but Luo Yafeng dropped the puppet thread and glanced at her.

There is no frivolous and meaningless color in the beautiful heterochromatic pupils, but a kind of depth that she has never seen before.

"Then you... hurry up and help Wan Yin," Dong Gongfu took a step back, her face getting hotter, "The fragments of the dust mirror flew away, I only saw him leaving the city, those blood ants are hard to deal with... …You and I……"

"Come with me." Luo Yafeng smiled, turned around and walked outside the house.

Outside the house, Dong Gongfu saw the sky. The quill in her hair kept trembling in the wind, but she couldn't move anymore.

"If this is the end of the world," Wujue murmured, "will I die in the place closest to the sky?"

"Miss Donggong, do you want to write again?" Luo Yafeng asked with raised eyebrows.

"Ah, I..." Dong Gongfu recovered and took a deep breath.

"Let me take you to the place closest to the sky!" Luo Yafeng closed his eyes, opened his hands, and the strong wind blew that emerald green feather coat into the air, turning him into his original body in the wind.

It is a beautiful peacock with brilliant green feathers, feathers fluttering in the wind, and a pair of different-colored pupils with soft colors: "Do you want to see it?"

"miss you!"

The peacock really took her to the place closest to the sky.

She saw under the hazy sky, the red fireworks and magma spewing from the upside-down volcano dyed the clouds in a magnificent red and dazzling deep purple. Like a shooting star passing by.

Large expanses of magnificent and ominous colors and haze converge on the distant horizon, and the whole world seems to be blended by highly saturated bright tones, and it seems to be shrouded in high-grade gray smudges.

It was a shock that she could not describe with pen.

She closed her eyes, the breeze blew by, and her long-suppressed mood was instantly relieved, and she was a little excited.

Out of season, indeed out of season, but she couldn't control her heart.

"The Falling Wind..."

"Did you hear that?" Cuiyu Peacock said softly.

"I heard... the sound of the wind."

"Yes, the sound of the wind." The peacock flapped its wings and glides under the sky, passing along the sea of ​​white daisy flowers. The flying white petals were lifted by the long wind brought by the wings, and fell into the sea of ​​grass.

"She once said that the wind is a symbol of freedom, it should not be restrained, nor should it be forced to stay."

Dong Gongfu froze for a moment, forgetting everything she wanted to say.

"I yearn for an unfettered life, and the temple is a bondage for me." There is a little dark color on the bright feathers under the corners of the peacock's eyes, like the shape of a tear, "She tried her best to give me freedom, but I love She was willing to be bound."

"I chose a barren place in Yuyi Country and planted many moonflowers. The sea of ​​white flowers is even more vast than here," Peacock said softly, thinking of the cherished person, he couldn't help becoming soft, "Feng, I am willing to stay for Huahai."

Dong Gongfu's whole body was stiff, and her tears couldn't stop falling, not for herself, but for what the peacock said, with inexplicably strong empathy.

"She is a priest of the Yuyi Kingdom, and the servants of the gods can only call her an adult, but I have always wanted to call her by her name, see you on the moon."

On Menghuai River, the man in the fox mask manipulating the dust mirror glanced sideways at the young man in red under the peach blossom tree, and said calmly, "You have a chance to save him."

Ji Wuxian raised his head, with an indelible sadness in his golden eyes: "The way is to kill you?"

"Exactly, I and Fumengsheng are mutual killing bodies, life and death can be exchanged." The smile under the fox's mask is delicate and false, "But to save him, the dust-observing mirror is out of my control. Yuyi Country will be a disaster."

Ji Wuxian shook his head: "Your Highness, I won't."

"Is it because of scruples about the consequences?" After asking, he couldn't help frowning again. This kind of deliberate questioning is like a low-level emotion of ordinary people.

It can't go on like this.

"It's not like that, Your Highness, it's not." Ji Wuxian said hoarsely.

"I have given you a chance." With a wave of the Liuguang sword, the bright crimson light of the dust mirror became more and more dazzling, and the sea of ​​clouds rolled under the Menghuai River. Amid the howling sound of the cold wind, the clouds gathered and separated to form a huge vortex, and the world was dark , only the blood-colored mirror light remains.

The peacock finally couldn't hold it anymore, and fell heavily into the sea of ​​flowers. Before that, it had hugged Dong Gongfu with its wings, turned over and landed on its back.

The north wind was bleak, and the petals were falling. Dong Gongfu was surrounded by huge wings, and she was surrounded by soft feathers. Her whole body was obviously warm. She brushed the feathers on the peacock's neck with trembling hands, and she was out of breath from crying.

"Miss Donggong... I'm sorry... I wanted to keep a distance from you, but... I want to confirm your identity," Peacock's beautiful eyes of different colors flashed a trace of sadness, "I don't have time, I'm sorry, I have been, They are all looking for the shadow of Yuejian on you."

"There's nothing I'm sorry about, it's just a mistake, I... I don't mind." Dong Gongfu closed her eyes.

She was just now trying to think about the priest and Yuyi Country, but her mind was blank, there is no past life, no soul reincarnation, all the stories are lies, she is Donggongfu, just Donggongfu.

"That's good... Please live well." Peacock leaned over and lightly touched the golden bell on Donggongfu's wrist, the spiritual energy poured into the golden bell with red thread, and Donggongfu was shrouded in a silver halo, covered by the quilt. The last guardian enchantment.

"So, stinky peacock, are you leaving?" Dong Gongfu wiped away her tears and smiled nonchalantly.

"Yes." Peacock nodded, "Thank you, Miss Donggong."

"Goodbye, thank you too." Dong Gongfu stood up, took two steps back, bowed to the peacock, kept smiling, and watched the peacock's body gradually become transparent.

Until that figure disappeared, leaving only a peacock feather falling down, Dong Gongfu collapsed and knelt down on the ground.

The breeze is gentle, and the white flower sea surges with gentle waves, and the woman lying in the flower sea is deeply saddened and has no tears.

Ji Wuxian hugged Fu Mengsheng in a daze, the letter stuck to his heart in his arms was like a ball of flame, scorching hot, the fire and mist between his fingers trembled slightly, he seemed to see the road on the snowy ridge in a daze. The unearthly figure sat down holding the piano, plucking the strings casually, accompanied by the melodious sound of the piano, and a familiar gentle voice chanted in harmony with the sound of the piano.

The fog locks the tower to cross the maze,

I don't see Jun Yingnian's voice and appearance.

Mingyue Yao can't send love,

Gusu Yexue has fallen into the city.

Jinling met strangers for the first time,

Rivers and lakes night rain falling lonely lights.

The long-term guard is at a loss,

We are always together and we are sad to part.

If you get Liuqiaogu Qusheng,

And drunk and sleep and see Qing.

Floating life and a dream can be forgotten,

The spring breeze of peaches and plums comforts the drifting.

Asura Dao has been opened, and countless evil spirits and ghosts rejoice, pouring out from the dust-observing mirror, forming a large black cloud over Menghuai River, screaming and howling with excitement one after another, but when the man in the fox mask persisted When Jian Tayun approached them, all the ghosts were silent, as if they were worshiping and surrendering, waiting for him to go.

"Now, I really look like an evil god!"