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Xiyuan took the Guqin Tingtao and put it on his lap, the sound of a piece of piano flowed down his fingertips, and the sound of the piano was like smoke gathering and dissipating, curling away.

Xiyu heard the sound and did not dare to get involved easily, carefully hiding outside the barrier, for fear that Xiyuan would find out the clues.Glancing at the stone statue standing in the clouds, his eyes turned red.

The sound of the zither floats in, fascinated, if there is nothing, like a needle thread, weaving a blurred dream.

"Illusion of piano sound."

The scarlet in Xi Yu's eyes faded, and a sneer slipped out of the corner of his mouth.

"A hypocrite who deceives the world and steals his name will sacrifice himself for others."

But it's a great opportunity.

Xi Yu gazed at the stone statue standing in the clouds for a long time, his face was as hard as a sculpture, his eyes were closed, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth remained unchanged day by day.

It seems to be able to look into the depths of the stone carving through the surface.

I saw Bai Yu.

Xi Yu clenched his fists and clenched his teeth, restraining his hatred of wanting to cramp Xi Yuan's muscles and eat his flesh and blood.The fear and timidity that followed extinguished the fire in his eyes, made him tremble, and fear grew in his bones.

Hate and fear.

Hate extremely, but also fear extremely!

I still remember that day, when Xishuang died tragically, Xiyuan looked towards him.

Take it easy.

If it wasn't for the corpse still in his arms, it would have fascinated many people.But this calmness is like a mountain pressing down, shedding the strength of the past layer by layer, unable to break free, unable to resist, unable to move his feet at all, nailed in place, and met his pair of eyes in a daze.

Still warm.

The moment they faced each other, he seemed to be stripped clean.It's not that the eyes are sharp, which makes people naked to see the heart at a glance.This gaze is like magma melting flesh and blood, and he seems to have only a skeleton left, so naked that it is ugly, and it is so clear that it hurts to the bone.

His face was pale and dripping with cold sweat.

Xiyuan said to him: You owe me an apprentice.It's only natural to pay off debts, let alone a debt owed to me, Xi Yuan.

That sentence started his uninterrupted nightmare every day.

At that time, Xiyuan just put down Xishuang and took the piano to play music.

A dreamland of music.

The faint sound of the piano, like a mist, covered his eyes, blocked his ears, and disturbed his mind.Xi Yu has been tricked unknowingly, like being bound by a cocoon.

The strings of strings stirred up his blood, and fought with Xi Yuan; the strings of vocal music were like strings pulling a puppet, leading him to pull Xi Yuan's tendons, pull out Xi Yuan's bones, hollow out his internal organs, and use Xi Yuan's flesh and blood to match Statue of stone powder and jade powder.

Let Xiyuan's humiliation be appreciated by people every day.

"This time—"

The strings are broken.The old words seem to break free from the fog from the cocoon.Right now, his hands are covered with mud, mud mixed with blood.In front of him, the undried corpse stood limply, and clods of mud fell from the face of the portrait, which was not Xi Yuan.

He shook his head and screamed almost insanely.

A leisurely greeting came from behind.

"This song, can it be considered pleasant?"

He looked back.

The man of peerless elegance still had a calm demeanor, as if he had just stopped playing a song and was looking for an evaluation from his confidant.Who would have expected that behind the beautiful vocal music, there is a quiet insidiousness and a cruelty to kill with a knife?

It seems that the terrifying human flesh statue in front of me is just a bonsai decoration.

Bie Lu, who was on the sidelines, didn't dare to look too much. He lowered his head and struggled all over his face, his heart was beating wildly, and he was worried about the following crimes at a glance.

Xiyuan didn't even tilt his eyes, and looked calm and ordinary like a monster.

The man stroking the string, flicking the green sleeve, with a slight vibrato, sweeping the dust on the falling string, with an indifferent attitude, like a heavenly fairy who has no desires and desires.

His person is as hypocritical as his song.

The filthy attitude revealed in the movements also made Xi Yu's heart ache, his eyes were bloodthirsty, and his whole body trembled.

Hate it.I'm afraid.

This time, who is Xiyuan trying to deceive and set up a trap for?A dead statue, a resurrected Xishuang, Xiyuan's target, only the menacing Dao of Heaven remained.

I don't know if I should laugh at his arrogance, or admire his courage, and want to hide it from heaven?

Thunder and lightning flickered on the cloud head, and five red lights rose up, like blood claws poking into the enchantment, and there was a bang!

The sound of the piano paused for a moment before picking it up again.

Sure enough, it was for the disciples.

Blindfolded Tiandao and acted as Xishuang's substitute.

A series of red thunders fell, and the sound of the song never stopped.

Xi Yu hid outside the barrier, his face twisted as he waited.

The sky was dim, and when the day and night were changing, Xingzi couldn't help but come out of the night and flicker slightly.

Finally, there was a muffled hum.

The strings broke.

The sound of the piano is broken.

The music stopped.

Xi Yu stepped into the enchantment, and saw deep in the clouds, red thunders coiled like tree roots in all directions, and the sharp edge shot from the broken string cut off only one, and the remaining thunder root waved in fright, and threw it towards the back of the man in blue.

Unable to support himself, the man swayed, leaned forward slightly, and knocked down the strings of the guqin on his knees with his palms, and the strings rang together with a "buzz".

The man had one lip, blood spattered his fingertips, and stained the strings red.

Xiyuan didn't see any panic, and his calm posture fit perfectly, hiding all kinds of things.

He raised his hand and flicked the cosine, and his fingertips slid across, leaving a trail of blood.In the spell contest, the invulnerable dharma body was damaged, the fingertips were dripping with blood, and the skin was torn.

But he refused to show even the pain. Xiyuan played many illusions and struck thunder with broken strings, but his eyes looked exactly at Xiyu.

Even though it is so fragile and the crisis is so far, the change from the barrier has not been ignored.

Xi Yu was fixed by that gaze.

Old shudders surged from his memory, and he couldn't move.

With a self-deprecating expression, he sneered, "You still can't take care of yourself, thinking that you can deter me with just your eyes?!"

Xi Yu glanced at Bai Yu's stone statue, and gradually injected strength into his body, driving away the fear creeping up from the bottom of his heart, and approaching Xi Yuan with physically trembling legs.

Xiyuan had already arrived before the formation of Xiyu was completed, so he could only avoid his edge and use the cultivation alliance to lure Xiyuan away to buy time.

Now that the formation has been completed, it is necessary to bury the body containing dragon blood to reshape the flesh and blood body for Bai Yu to awaken the soul.Xi Yuan's prediction was right, Xi Yu really planned to wait for the formation to complete, and use Po Yuan Zhan to take the stone statue of Bai Yu and escape to another plane with the Mirror of Two Lives. The understanding must have taken away the Po Yuan Zhan, plus the Mirror of Two Lives.

And there are two targets with dragon blood.

For one thing, Xishuang fell into a coma for some unknown reason, so nothing to fear.

Second...

Xi Yu carefully avoided the red thunder under his feet, and walked to the man's side, but there was no string of light hitting him.

Xiyu chuckled, it was true.

Even if Xiyuan's piano skills are superb, attacking with both hands, maintaining the illusion while resisting the thunder disaster, there is no time for him to care.

"Maybe you can't even move now?"

Xi Yu looked down at Xi Yuan's face, redness appeared in his eyes again, "How do you think I should treat you now?"

……

"boom!"

The sound of a zither sounded like a snow mountain collapsing, the illusion of the zither sound was broken, and the last red thunder that pierced the bright sky stopped, changed direction and hit Yunchi.

The boy's body trembled, and his consciousness gradually gathered.

A sound flowed into the ears.

"...Who would have expected that the majestic Xiyuan Shangxian would dare to kill a dragon god who is related to him, erect a flesh statue, and make the world mistakenly think that the dragon god is missing. No one in the world can compare to your dignity."

Lu Hanshuang opened his eyes, and what came into view was the man in Tsing Yi who had regained the sound of the piano and wrestled with the old words with the string light.

Eyelashes fluttered.

The old saying is to fight and retreat, and the wind howls, and a figure is behind him, with slender fingers pinching Lu Hanshuang's neck.

The situation is familiar.

Xi Yuan's finger pressed the string hard, the string pierced into the flesh, and blood beads gushed out and slid down the slightly inclined strings. Drops of blood seeped into the green robe, dyeing a patch of purple.

He let go of the string.

The demeanor remains undiminished, and he calmly looks directly at the past.

"How are you doing?"

"You're still acquainted."

The old saying goes, "One, I want to break Yuan Zhan. Two, I want the mirror of two lives."

Without the slightest hesitation, Xi Yuan took out two items from the storage ring, put them aside, and motioned for Xi Yu to fetch them.

Xi Yu sneered, "You think I'll be fooled by you? Throw things over."

Xi Yuan lifted the two objects, the muscles in his wrists trembled, and he was weak.

"Don't play tricks!"

With a flick of Xi Yuan's wrist, the two things rolled to Xi Yu's feet, hit his toes, Xi Yu screamed in pain, and stared, "You—"

"Pfft!" Xi Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood, his back collapsed, his elbows bent, and he collapsed into a wheelchair and crawled on the guqin.

Xi Yu squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time. Hearing the slightest panting, he couldn't help showing his ugly face. Xi Yuan had obviously reached his limit, and it was not a trick.He twitched the corners of his lips, feeling happy, "It's just right, three, I want blood."

Xi Yu tightened his fingers slightly, "Do you want his or yours, choose one of the two."

The slightly applied weight made Lu Hanshuang completely awake and quickly cleared up his thoughts.

His body was crisp and his legs were weak, and his resentment suddenly peeled off, as if he had lived in the darkness for a long time and saw the light at first, revealing his fragility that he couldn't bear.Slowly adapting, secretly accumulating strength in the body that has been washed from the inside out, as if it had been hollowed out.

His eyes slid across the two instruments under his feet.

"How do you choose?" Xi Yu was condescending, staring closely at Xi Yuan.

Xi Yuan crouched for a long time, motionless.

Xi Yu picked up two magic tools, and his patience was about to run out.

Xiyuan tightened his palms, grabbed the strings and slowly got up, not caring about his distressed appearance, he raised his palms without wiping off the blood from the corners of his lips.

The roots of the fingers were worn out, and the blood slid down continuously, gathered in the palm, and dripped down the wrist.

"If you want blood, come get it."

Being in a disadvantaged position, he can still use a tone of charity, which makes Xi Yu angry.

Xi Yuan opened his lips, and the next sentence angered Xi Yu even more.

"No way, you're still afraid of me, a weak Tian Can?"

With a smile in his voice, Xiyuan added fuel to the fire, "That's really an honor."

"As expected of the Immortal Xiyuan, he is still so rampant when he is about to die." Xi Yu really got the trick, and walked towards Xiyuan.

Xiyuan's long eyebrows stretched out invisibly, his eyes darkened, a kind of relaxation and determination.

However, at this moment, the young man who was thrown away by Xi Yu let go of his hand, turned around and attacked Xi Yu fiercely.

Xi Yuan frowned.

not good.

Seeing the next moment, Xi Yu slapped the young man angrily.

Xiyuan patted the wheelchair and flew towards the two of them, but unfortunately he was still a step behind.The young man's figure is like lightning, several dodges actually lead Xi Yu to the edge of the cloud bank, and three or two times force Xi Yu to stumble and fall down the cloud bank, Xi Yu viciously grabs the young man and falls together.

……

The head of the sect came in a hurry after getting a sound transmission from his junior brother. Just as he saw the two of them smashing into the sea densely covered with pass points, he was just about to fly to save people, when he saw clearly that one of them was Xishuang.

Step down.

hesitated.

A strong wind passed by next to him, and he recognized the figure of his junior before he acted again.

Xiyu and Xishuang fell into the sea, the former touched the shattered rippling ripples of the Guan acupoint, and annihilated directly.The latter was lucky enough to fall into a complete vortex.

The Guan point swallowed the boy, and the swirls around his body dissipated layer by layer. Before the Guan point slowly closed, Xi Yuan reached into it.

"Are you crazy?!"

The head of the sect rushed over and abruptly pulled out Xi Yuan's hand, and the vortex in Guan acupoint disappeared completely.

The vortex has hundreds of circles and opens and closes for a hundred years.

Without waiting for the head to speak, Xi Yuan sat up straight.

Xishuang has already built the foundation, but it can be spent in a hundred years, and Xi Yuan can afford to wait for this drop in the ocean in his long life.It's a pity that it's cheaper than the past.

Withdrew his eyes from the sea and landed in front of his eyes.

The longest middle finger has been cut off a little bit, and the broken cross-section exposed muscles, bones and flesh, and only a male mirror and a piece of clothing material were caught in the palm.

Nothing else.

"Let's go."

Xiyuan left first.

I have never been nostalgic, it seems that I am not at ease at all.

The sea waves splashed against the Tsing Yi, diluting some of the blood color, but dyed a larger piece of fabric, revealing some traces.

The master watched as his junior put away the rag and wiped the mirror again and again.If he didn't know the virtues of his junior, he would have been deceived by Xi Yuan's slow manner.

This was hidden under the indifference, and he was obviously very concerned, so he was sensible and didn't ask any more questions.

People in the world don't know the inside story about this matter of Jiuchongguan. They only heard that Xiyu was killed in battle. The four disciples of Xiyuan, to save his teacher, prevented Xiyu from taking blood and dropped him into the Guan acupoint. His filial piety is commendable.

Summer goes and winter comes, time is leisurely.

The two jade pillars of Jiuchongguan stand quietly in the waves.

Occasionally, when someone passes by, they see a touch of blue.

I know it is Xiyuan Shangxian watching the sea.

The "deep master-student love" between the two is even worse.

……

China.

Xianyinzong.

Lu Hanshuang opened his eyes, holding Po Yuan Zhan in his left hand, and a severed finger lying on the heart of his right hand.