moonlit night

In fact, at the moment when the blade of the Frost Cold Sword touched his neck, Yue Qingchen was somewhat awake.

But this sobriety can only make him feel more clearly the icy touch brought by the sword tip across the skin, and feel that his whole body is as cold as a stone, his hands are completely out of control, and he can't even speak a word.

Is this what it feels like to be a puppeteer?

It's like... a nightmare.

In fact, when Ning Yuanmei and Jun Changye were talking in front of the bed, although Yue Qingchen couldn't get out of the chaos that imprisoned him, he could vaguely hear the movement of the outside world.Therefore, it is natural to hear what Ning Yuanmei said about the thread attached to his body.

Binding Xiansuo, ghost pulling silk, even these evil weapons have come out to cause trouble, it seems that it is really coming to the end of everything.

But at this moment, there is still a long way to go before the 20 years agreed with Lin'an.

As for falling into a deep sleep and losing awareness of everything around him, but when he woke up again, the first thing he saw was the silhouette of Jun Changye with his swords hanging on the ground in front of him.

"What do you want?"

Jun Changye turned to look at the man in Tsing Yi opposite, his eyes were glued to the other's hand that was in mid-air, but because of this, he didn't notice that Yue Qingchen had woken up behind him.

When he said that sentence, his tone was cold, with undisguised hatred, but Yue Qingchen had been with him for a long time, but he could discern a slight trace of fear from his tone of voice.

Although Jun Changye's mood still has ups and downs in recent years, when he was outside, he had already cultivated to the point where he couldn't show his emotions or anger.Although this trace of fear was subtle, it was to the point where it could be seen by others. It was conceivable how scared he should be.

What is he afraid of?

"The Demon Lord is very angry?" The man in Tsing Yi smiled slightly, "Want to kill me?"

His voice seemed to have been scorched by fire, hoarse and ugly, but his face was clean and beautiful, as if he had just been washed with Xiaoxiang's water.

It was Heng Wujun's face.

But this person is definitely not Mr. Hengwu.

"Don't talk nonsense," Jun Changye said coldly, "Quickly withdraw the silk, otherwise, not only will you leave your life here, but the army of the demons will also flatten the 33rd level of the Netherworld."

"Oh? Does the Demon Lord think that I am serving the ghost clan?" The man in Tsing Yi shook his head, flipped his wrist slightly, made a downward gesture, and said, "No, actually, I came here just to give the Luo family Just ask for justice."

He gestured slowly like this, the range was not large, but if the master also made the same movement as him, then...

A sense of fear almost splitting the liver and gallbladder hit Jun Changye almost instantly, as if being tightly grasped by the invisible hand of fate.He hardly dared to look back at Yue Qingchen, for fear that if he saw it, he would be separated from that person forever.

But on second thought, how could there be an eternal separation between man and nature?If the master really encounters an accident, I will kill the puppet master first, then step down the ghost world, and then let him go.

I'm just afraid that even if he dies, he won't be with me.

Just when the man in Tsing Yi turned his wrist, Yue Qingchen suddenly felt the sword in his hand passing gently against his neck, but the man grasped the measure very well, and the wound did not shed a drop of blood.

It can be seen that his intention was not to hurt people.

What would that be?

At this critical juncture, Yue Qingchen surprisingly calmed down, because anger can't solve any problems, it will only add fuel to the fire. What's more, what he is facing is still a situation that can't be worse.

After all, letting the opponent be controlled like this, and die step by step under their own most proud magic weapon, is something that is enough to make those who practice puppetry proud.

And this person's ability to control the puppet has reached its peak.Even a Mahayana monk in the heyday, once entangled with this kind of silk, it will take time to remove the silk from the body step by step.

But the biggest problem now is that there is no time.

"What justice?"

At this moment, a female voice suddenly sounded.

It is Ningyuan Mae.

Yue Qingchen immediately glanced at the source of the sound, and saw the woman in the green skirt standing against the wind, the veil she was used to wearing in the past was gone.Although she lowered her head, she could still vaguely see a dark red flower on her right cheek, hidden under the crow-feather-like black hair.

Ning Yuanmei didn't look at Yue Qingchen, but noticed that his mind had recovered, and immediately passed a secret voice to his ears calmly, telling him in detail how to crack the wire, and said that he would try his best to hold Hengwu back , just ask him to concentrate on getting rid of the drag wire.

The words did not mention anything that happened during the fight just now, but seeing the unmelted frost on her hair, Yue Qingchen could already guess that he must have injured her with frost just now.

If the man in Tsing Yi continued to manipulate himself to hurt others, or even kill his fellow disciples, the consequences would definitely be more unimaginable than letting him die under the frost.

Previously, since Yue Qingchen heard Ning Yuanmei talk about pulling silk, he naturally also heard what she and Jun Changye talked about, the cause and effect of the teacher-disciple separation in Xiaoxiang that year.

But Yue Qingchen remembered that he never told Ning Yuanmei the whole story from the beginning to the end, and Ning Yuanmei never asked him why he did that.

But listening to what she said to Jun Changye, she guessed the truth and falsehood very closely, and even saw through the part that Yue Qingchen herself was unwilling to face calmly.

After all, back then, even he himself couldn't tell what his feelings for Jun Changye were.

But looking back now, I don't care about the master-student friendship between the two of them in those years, even to the point where I can't let go, so I will settle down with Rin for 20 years, and I only hope to do my best to make love Make up for the damage caused to Jun Changye.

He no longer regards Jun Changye as a character in a novel, but a junior who really lives beside him, whom he cherishes and admires.

Yue Qingchen couldn't see clearly by himself, so he was naturally confused by the authorities, but if the onlookers didn't think deeply, they might not be able to see clearly.

It turned out that although Ning Yuanmei didn't care about world affairs all year round, she didn't let her exquisite heart with seven apertures be blocked by the fragrance of medicine.

If he hurt innocent people because of pulling silk, or even killed Ning Yuanmei...

Then really can only apologize with death.

Yue Qingchen only felt chills in his body, but he had no choice but to close his eyes and try his best to break the seal of pulling silk in his body according to what Ning Yuanmei said.

But among the other three people in the courtyard, they fell into a strange silence because of Ning Yuanmei's sudden interjection.

Jun Changye didn't speak, because when he looked back, he realized that although Yue Qingchen was still with the sword hanging around his neck, he was safe and sound. He felt as if he had been pulled back from the underworld, and his heart relaxed. Rip it off and throw it aside.

And the reason why the Tsing Yi man Luo Mingchuan fell silent was because he saw the flower print on Ning Yuanmei's side face that was exposed due to the peeling off of the veil.

If he read it correctly, it was the guiding flower of the underworld.And the last person with this kind of imprint was Madam Heartbroken.

ghost queen.

Who is she?Does a peak master in charge of pills in Kunwu Mountain have such an ulterior motive?

"Why don't you talk?" Ning Yuanmei pursed her lips, trying to suppress her trembling heart, and continued reluctantly: "Could it be that you don't recognize... don't you recognize who I am when you become the head of the family?"

"Uncle Master misunderstood." Jun Changye reacted immediately, turned his head and glanced at the man in Tsing Yi, and said with a sneer, "Where is he Jun Hengwu? It's just a counterfeit who doesn't know where he came from. Uncle Master carefully looked at his whole body Up and down, where are the shadows of Jinghong Sword and Fleeting Xiao?"

"Mozun's words are wrong," Luo Mingchuan shook his head, pulled out the other hand that had been curled up in his sleeve, and said with a slight smile, "Look, isn't Fleeting Time here?"

The jade flute lying in his palm had light blue tassels on the end, the body of the flute was crystal clear, it looked like there were waves flowing, but it was the one passed down from generation to generation by the Luo family.

It is a genuine fleeting flute.

It's just that the flute pipe is wet, it seems that it has just been fished out of the water, and it still carries the lotus breath from Xizhou.

Even though she has been away from home for several years, Ning Yuanmei still has a fresh memory of this taste, and she can't help but blurt out: "Have you been to Xizhou recently?"

At the same time as she said these words, she also recovered from the restless state just now, and found that although the man in Tsing Yi in front of her was very similar to Luo Mingche, his demeanor was very different, and it was not the gentle and jade-like man in her memory at all. look like.

It is true that she and him have not seen each other for too long. After all, I swore that I would never see him again in this life.

Although Jun Changye was extremely anxious because of his concern for Yue Qingchen, and wished to tear the man in Tsing Yi into pieces, he also cared about Ning Yuanmei's safety, so he stepped forward to stand between her and the man in Tsing Yi, and said quickly: "Uncle, since Fleeting Nian is in the hands of this person, I'm afraid something will happen to Mr. Heng Wu. The most urgent thing is to deal with him quickly, and then talk about other things."

"Changye, wait a minute, I'll ask him a few more words," Ning Yuanmei struggled in his heart, on the one hand, he wanted to buy time for Yue Qingchen, and on the other hand, he was eager to know why the lotus fragrance of Xizhou was on the flute , and continued: "Have you been to Xizhou recently? Or, has Heng Wu been to Xizhou? Where is he now?"

Luo Mingchuan didn't intend to hide it in front of Jun Changye. Seeing that Ning Yuanmei had already found out, he smiled, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and said: "The Mu family was destroyed. As the head of the four families, he took over When I got the request letter from Patriarch Mu, I should take a look. Besides, when the Huanhua Palace was slaughtered by the Mozun, didn’t Hengwu take people to clean up the mess? Don’t you think so, Mozun? ?”

"Miemen?" Ning Yuanmei obviously did not expect this answer, his face changed, and he said to himself: "No, why didn't I know?"

When she left home back then, she left a trace of spiritual consciousness in the ancestral hall of Xizhoutang Mansion. If something happened to her family, that trace of spiritual consciousness would definitely feel it, but now... she doesn't feel it at all.

Jun Changye disliked the fact that the Huanhua Palace was mentioned in front of Yue Qingchen the most. Hearing what Luo Mingchuan said, his heart became even more angry.He temporarily suppressed his anger, then turned back to look at Yue Qingchen, and saw that although his eyes were still closed, his fingers were slowly moving away from Shuanghan's sword hilt, and he knew that he was gradually getting rid of the silk control.

Jun Changye's heart relaxed, and he secretly thought that as long as the master gets out of control, no matter how many ghosts come, I will make him come and go.

He didn't feel it when he was concentrating just now, but when he relaxed, Jun Changye felt that his left arm, which had been injured by frost and cold before, had gradually become numb, and it was not easy to hold Liepo.

He pretended to be nonchalant, and casually threw back the words that Luo Mingchuan had thrown at him: "Listen to you, don't you want to put the crime of destroying the Mu family on the demons again? It's ridiculous, you dare to do it but don't Dare to admit, it seems that some people say that the ghost clan has been full of rats since the death of Mrs. Duanchang, and what they say is indeed true."

Luo Mingchuan wasn't annoyed at all, he just snorted and didn't answer Jun Changye's words, but stared at Ning Yuanmei seriously for a moment, then put the fleeting flute to his lips, and blew a tune casually.

The more he looked at Ning Yuanmei, the more familiar he felt, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it, and when he looked carefully again, he felt somewhat similar to Shara when he was not a ghost.

At that time, her name was Mu Biluo.

But for no reason, how could someone look like Shara?Unless... It's her sister who died at the hands of the ghost clan.

Shaluo used to search for Mu Qingping's soul in the dark like crazy, but found nothing.Was Mu Qingping not dead at all, or was he rescued by an expert after death, which made his soul stay in this world without entering the nether world?

He played a ditty and looked at the girl like this, he seemed to be quite leisurely, without any sense of urgency, but a trace of strangeness suddenly crossed Jun Changye's mind. After all, he procrastinated to let the master have a chance to get rid of the control of the silk, but The longer the time dragged on, the less detrimental it would be to the puppet master. Why was he willing to waste time here with himself?

Unless, he is also waiting for something.

At this moment, there was the sound of a zither not far away, and the qin player seemed to have pinpointed the direction of the sound of the zither, and soon came to Baique Street, and raised his voice, "Is it Mr. Hengwu?"

It was Qu Liulan, the patriarch of the Sanskrit Sect who was speaking, and behind him was a charming woman in light yellow clothes, who was also holding a piano, but it was Qu Lanshan, who was looking at the place where Yue Qingchen stood with a look of surprise on her face. Secretly hiding worries that he didn't want his elder brother to notice.

After all, Yue Qingchen's current appearance is indeed a bit thin and haggard for Qu Lanshan, an outsider whom he hasn't seen for a long time.She has always respected Shu Jun very much, but she didn't know what happened to him, and because her elder brother was by her side, she didn't dare to ask him, she just felt very uncomfortable.

Qu Liulan naturally also saw Yue Qingchen, but he always hated him, so he just said to Ning Yuanmei nonchalantly, "Fairy Ning is also here", then ignored Yue Qingchen, and then walked towards Luo Ming Chuan walked over, smiled and said, "It's really lively, is Mr. Heng Wu also attracted by the soaring devilish energy here?"