Half an hour later, Shuo Yan and Mo Chen came back with some fruits alone.

"Are we... in the wrong place?" Mo Chen looked at the place where there was no one but poisonous butterflies flying around, full of doubts.

Shuo Yan frowned, a poisonous butterfly lightly touched the tip of his nose, and when he realized what happened when they left, his face darkened, and he said angrily, "Why didn't you save him?"

Feeling Shuo Yan's anger, Poison Butterfly began to gather gradually, took the fruits in Shuo Yan's arms one after another, and then did not move anymore.

"You..." Shuo Yan saw that they looked like they were being slaughtered by him, and he didn't know who to take the anger on.

They can understand the Poison Butterfly, but everything has already happened, so what's the use of being angry?

"Where are they?" The fruits in Mo Chen's arms were also taken by the poisonous butterfly one by one.

Shuo rubbed his forehead, angrily said: "This matter is my fault, I thought that even if Chen Yu would attack Qingjue, at least there would be poisonous butterflies around, and poisonous butterflies would save him, who knows..."

"Who knows that Poison Butterfly didn't save him, are you angry? It's rare to see you get angry once." Mo Chen glanced at Poison Butterfly next to him, and continued: "Didn't you realize that Poison Butterfly has been protecting him for a long time?" Is it just you?"

Shuo Nian was stunned, all the things he had experienced before appeared in his mind, it seemed that Poison Butterfly had really only been protecting him for so long.

Then, he remembered that Qingyou had indeed told him before that Poison Butterfly was very protective of the Lord.

Thinking about it now, it is true that he took the poisonous butterfly too seriously.

In the final analysis, the poisonous butterfly is just a spiritual thing transformed by spiritual power, without the wisdom of other spiritual things, everything is based on the reaction of the master's thoughts.

Shuo Yan calmed down the surging breath in his body, and when he opened his eyes again, he looked at Mo Chen who was beside him, and asked, "How did you get out of the last illusion?"

"Exit... that's how it came out, there is only one way." Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, then replied.

"It's over, I actually ignored this matter." Shuo Yan raised his forehead, pulled Mo Chen past him with one hand, and chased in the direction where the poisonous butterfly flew.

Mo Chen was taken aback by Shuo Nan's sudden movement. After maintaining his balance, he ran together with Shuo Yan, and asked in puzzlement, "What did you forget? Are you so unconfident about Qing Jue? He can escape too."

"It's not a question of whether or not you believe in Qing Jue, it's that Qing Jue can't deal with a person whose hands are stained with blood." Shuo Yan frowned.

How could he have forgotten?

The condition of the previous illusion was to kill people, and not everyone would wait until they found clues before doing it, some people...couldn't help but kill people directly.

Shuo Yan hesitated to speak: "Those who can pass through the last illusion are not idle people. The condition of the last illusion is to kill people. Those who can pass can only show..."

But Mo Chen understood what he didn't say.

How could he do it without the thought of killing someone?

As for the last illusion, he really moved his mind.

He didn't know whether those people were alive, but he could only go out if he killed them.

Mo Chen gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "Cunning."

When Shuo Yan heard Mo Chen's comment on this matter, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, he had to admit that this illusion was indeed cunning.

However, he felt that the person who could conjure up such an illusion was exceptionally powerful, and he admired it a little.

If they can't pass that illusion, it shows that they are soft-hearted; if they pass, it shows that they are not suitable for cultivating immortals at all.

What does Xiuxian ask for?

He didn't know very well, but someone once told him that anyone can cultivate immortality, but whether they can persist depends on their xinxing.

What was he talking about?

'Then I, the prince of the devil world, can also cultivate immortality and become enlightened? '

At first, he just wanted to refute that person's words, but at that time, that person seemed to say 'yes'.

Now that I think about it, it's really everyday. Anyone can cultivate immortality, it just depends on the heart.

but……

Shuo Yan's eyes were stained a little red, he couldn't control those, if he dared to touch the people around him, he was looking for death.

"I found it." Seeing the poisonous butterfly stopped not far away, Shuo Yan hurried forward with Mo Chen.

"Oh, who is this?" Mo Chen looked at the man with messy hair and tattered clothes, and couldn't help but tease him.

Chen Yu reached out to straighten the hair that covered his eyes, raised his head, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said, "Young Sect Master is joking."

"Who's joking with you? Where's Qingjue?" Mo Chen's expression darkened instantly. Who would have the mood to joke with this guy?

"How do I know, I..." Before Chen Yu finished speaking, he felt a chill on his neck.

Holding a sharp sword, Shuo Nian pressed it against Chen Yu's neck, and said in a flat tone, "I just ask once, where is Qing Jue? Why are you in this state?"

"He... was taken away by two people, one was wearing a veiled hat, the other... was cold." Chen Yu stretched out his hand and pushed the sword on his neck, and replied truthfully.

"Oh? How can we be sure that what you said is correct?" Mo Chen crossed his arms and was very dissatisfied with Chen Yu's vague answer.

"This……"

With a little force, the sword cut through the skin of Chen Yu's neck, and blood flowed down the sword.

"One of them is the great elder of Yinshizong, and the other is the young master of Yanluzong. You must have seen those two, young master." Chen Yu felt the tingling pain on his neck, and knew that Shuo Yan was for real up.

Shuo Yan got up, took the sword away from Chen Yu's neck, and said to Mo Chen, "It's them, it seems that there is nothing serious about Qing, let's go to Mengxing Mountain first."

"Yes, that's fine." Mo Chen nodded.

"As for you..." Shuo Yan looked at Chen Yu, raised the hand holding the sword lightly, and then dropped it.

The blood stained the tree trunk behind Chen Yu red, the sword turned into a ring and returned to Shuo Nian's finger, and said to Mo Chen, "Let's go, the poisonous butterfly knows the way."

Mo Chen nodded: "Let's go."

Outside the water mirror, Chen Yu and other people also came out of the water mirror. Chen Yu subconsciously touched the neck that was scratched by the sword just now, and found that there was no scar.

However, the feeling just now seemed to still linger on his neck, which made him unable to let go of it for a long time.

"It was a brave attempt, but unfortunately it failed." Ye Zhiying stepped forward and smiled at Chen Yu.

In fact, he hoped that Chen Yu would succeed, so that Qing Jue could stop, and he wouldn't have to sell miserably in the illusion.

In the water mirror, Shuo Yan and the others had already followed the poisonous butterfly to the foot of Mengxing Mountain. Mo Chen bent down and rubbed his feet that were a little soft, and said with emotion: "It's the first time I discovered how good it is to know how to control the sword." thing."

Shuo Nian cast a blank glance at him, walked in front of him, and said, "Progress."

Hearing his words, Mo Chen saw Shuo Yan walking past him with ease, a bunch of words emerged from his mind, but in the end he only said one sentence: "Wait for me."

"Waiting." Shuo Yan waved to him, and then slowed down his pace.

Shuo Nian waited for Mo Chen slowly, while lowering his head boredly, kicking the stones in front of him.

What I think of in my mind is the man in Tsing Yi I saw when I entered the illusion for the first time.There is always a feeling of deja vu in his heart, but he doesn't know who that person is.

Hum - a sound of sword sounded into his ears, he looked up, and he dodged aside, only to see a man in white attacking him with a sword in his hand.

Seeing him dodging, the man swept his sword across, and the ring on Shuo Nan's finger shone slightly, turning into a long sword to block the move.

The man didn't give up, but took a few steps back, not giving Shuo Yan a chance to recover, and continued to attack.

Shuo Yan saw the man rushing towards him again, and went up to meet him without showing any weakness. In an instant, the two swords rubbed against each other, making an ear-piercing sound.

Shuo Nan raised the corner of his mouth and kicked the man. The man quickly withdrew his sword and dodged a backflip.

Seeing that the man didn't move, Shuo Nan was about to take back the sword, but he felt something was wrong behind him. At this moment, the man attacked him with the sword again.

"Jun Zhi, go." Shuo Nan summoned Jun Zhi, and Jun Zhi immediately blocked the person who suddenly attacked from behind.

The sword in Shuo Yan's hand began to shrink slowly until it became the size of a dagger.

Shuo Yan held the dagger in his hand, watched the man sweeping towards him with a sword, and bent over to dodge it.

While he was bending over, the man stepped forward with a sword in his hand, and when he was about to stab Shuo Nan with his sword, Shuo Nan kicked the sharp sword in the man's hand aside with one kick, and stood up again with a backflip.

The dagger touched the man's neck, Shuo Nan raised his eyebrows slightly: "As expected of a swordsman, it's a pity that he lacks skill."

The man glanced at the dagger on his neck, raised his eyes slightly, looked at Shuo Yan, and said in a cold tone: "Yes."

Shuo Yan looked at the man's familiar silver eyes, turned his eyes slightly, and looked at the man in the hood who was entangled with Jun Zhijian on the other side.

Seeing that the man separated from Jun Zhi with great difficulty, before he could move, Jun Zhi attacked him again, and he quickly blocked it with the jade flute in his hand.

It's a pity that he blocked Junzhi's sword, but he didn't block the sword energy. The sword energy split his veiled hat, and the veiled hat fell to the ground, revealing his handsome face.

Shuo Yan's eyes were bent, the dagger in his hand turned back into a ring, and he raised his hand slightly, and Jun Zhi also disappeared.

"Yeah, not bad." Qing Jue, who was standing with Mo Chen at some unknown time, watched this scene with admiration.

"Well, it's amazing." Mo Chen looked at them calmly, and after speaking, he reached out his hands and patted them a few times perfunctorily.

Shuo Yan ignored them, but said to Mo Zhu in front of him: "Your sword is over there."

Mo Zhu glanced at where Shuo Yan was looking, and then saw Du Die bring his sword over for him.

"The veil is broken, have you considered how to pay for it?" Chen Chen, who was standing not far from Shuo Nian, put the Yuxiao in his hand back into his arms, and pointed to the veil beside him that was damaged by the sword energy.

Shuo Yan looked at Mo Chen and said, "I believe the young suzerain will help me pay for it. After all, I have to do this to protect the young suzerain."

After all, who let Mo Chen watch the play for so long, he didn't even have the idea of ​​helping.

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