The bright moon sits on the ground

It was so quiet, so quiet that Nie Qiu could even hear her own heartbeat.

Unlike in the illusion, in the illusion, although he met these immortals head-on, there was always a hazy layer of tulle between them, and he couldn't see clearly, so the palpitation faded away. But now, when he really saw the face of the Kunlun Immortal, Nie Qiu could only feel it—insignificant,?

He glanced at Chang Jinyu, even at this time, he was unwilling to hand over his back to anyone, clinging to the stone wall, his body was tense, and he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating because of the disparity in strength. The eagerness that flickers in the eyes is almost crazy, like a wolf that has broken into the lion's territory,? Lingering for a long time,? Did not choose to attack rashly, but slowly and quietly looking for opportunities.

Nie Qiu touched the back of Fang Qisheng's hand, it was a little cold, and his nerves were stretched like strings.

He knows, and Fang Qisheng also knows, that for gods, mortals are just a drop in the ocean, insects and ants, and they don't want to kill. To be precise, they don't want to kill such a fragile and small thing unless they provoke it. They are distraught.

And what Nie Qiu and others are doing now is stepping into the realm of the gods and touching their reverse scales.

Looking at Huang Sheng again, he could see through the mask that he was clenching his teeth tightly, perhaps because he was shocked by the disparity in strength, his lips trembled slightly, his fingers trembled, but he still held on, leaning on the stone wall, This maintains the balance of the body.

But, Nie Qiu thought, why didn't he have any extra emotions in his heart?

No fear, no peace of mind, no panic, no joy, nothing.

Kunlun Xianjun hangs in the air, the wide and long ribbon tied around his waist is windless and crawling in the dark night, the silk and satin are decorated with clear and bright colored glass beads, shaking, making a slight brittle sound when colliding. The ringing sound, illuminated by the wandering dark golden lines on his body, was like pairs of golden eyes, quietly staring at the overwhelmed mortals in front of him.

He was not carrying a weapon, and the first clang of the saber did not seem to have come from his hands.

Nie Qiu looked up, and happened to meet Liang Kunwu's eyes. The confrontation was only a momentary thing, but he felt that everything had slowed down, and the calm tide in the eyes of Kunlun Xianjun fell heavily. He, Nie Qiu felt that familiar feeling in his heart again. Now he can be sure that this is not the first time he has seen Xu Lang, nor is it the first time he has seen Liang Kunwu.

Moreover, the god in front of him doesn't like to laugh, and he doesn't get angry. The emotions and desires of mortals have nothing to do with him.

"Are you the Kunlun Immortal?" Chang Jinyu said suddenly, "You and that Langfeng Immortal both seem to know Nie Qiu?"

"I don't need to answer you. This is not a place where mortals should set foot. You have crossed the line." Liang Kunwu looked away, looked down at Chang Jinyu, and said clearly, "Give Baixuan's mask to you." come out."

Chang Jinyu did not know where to find the familiar antler mask, threw it casually in his hand, and caught it again. He repeated this, as if playing a game, and took two steps forward calmly. Nie Qiu realized that He is gradually approaching his heavy sword.

No, soon, Nie Qiu realized that he was wrong again, because Chang Jinyu just glanced at it casually, and then kicked the Soul-Crying Sword away.

Because everything has a spirit, the spirit is in Kunlun, and his sword showed its fangs to him, so he is not going to rely on the sword anymore.

"The mask you're talking about, isn't it this?" Chang Jinyu smiled calmly. He was clearly staring at Liang Kunwu, but Nie Qiu knew he was talking to himself. What will happen when the connected person puts on this mask?"

Xu Lang wiped his mouth reluctantly, his eyes were dark, and his ear snails kept buzzing, but Chang Jinyu's words still came to his ears clearly, he felt a thump in his heart, and suddenly raised his head to look at Chang Jinyu , finally couldn't help it, and cursed: "Hey, are you crazy? Give me the mask, you leave here now, everything can be saved before it's too late—"

Before the words finished, Chang Jinyu had already quietly walked to Nie Qiu's side, grabbed his shoulder with one hand, and handed him the antler mask with the other hand. The mask was heavy, and I don't know what material it was made of. Bitter cold, colder than the north wind.

Then, Chang Jinyu slowed down and backed away until he reached the side of his eldest apprentice. Seeing Fang Qisheng's face was terribly gloomy, he also knew in his heart that this move probably touched Fang Qisheng's Ni Lin, and also Without further explanation, he just clenched his teeth and forced out a soft and low sentence from between his lips and teeth: "There is a hidden button on the right temple."

In fact, he himself had worn it countless times when he was in this place, but it was a pity that this thing seemed to refuse to recognize him. No matter how he fiddled with it, the antler mask did not respond at all, and it was as quiet as an ordinary mask.

When Chang Jinyu said these words, he secretly told Fang Qisheng that he had left a way out and handed it over to Fang Qisheng.

Fang Qisheng didn't want to accept the master's love.Obviously, if Chang Jinyu is to choose, Chang Jinyu must first ensure the safety of him and Huang Sheng, followed by Nie Qiu. After all, they are not close friends, let alone in front of Chang Jinyu, but he After pursuing the truth for several years, how could he let go of this hard-won opportunity, even if the price was the husband of his apprentice.

Moreover, it is obvious that if the Kunlun Immortal wants to stop it, Nie Qiu will not be able to get the antler mask at all.

Only Immortal Langfeng was the one who was worried and tried to persuade him, Liang Kunwu didn't care at all.Fang Qisheng thought, no matter what he said, at least he understood that among all the people present, the only ones who were really worried about Nie Qiu were him and Xu Lang.

Or, it's not that Liang Kunwu doesn't care, but he has confidence in his own strength, so isn't he worried?

Fang Qisheng was thinking about it when Nie Qiu held the mask in both hands, turned his head, looked at him, and asked, "Do you believe me?"

At such a time, Fang Qisheng felt a little funny in his heart, and asked, "Do you believe me?"

Nie Qiu suddenly had a relieved smile on his brows, and he looked again at the silent Immortal Kunlun and Langfeng. At some point, Xu Lang had been thrown by Liang Kunwu onto the soft couch that appeared out of thin air, half The whole body was stuck in it, struggling hard.

"Even if I'm just a mere mortal," he said after a pause, "I still want to know what the so-called 'truth' is."

He wanted to know why Bu Chenyuan, Bu Chenyuan, and everyone in the Bu family died, and why Bu Chenrong lived; he wanted to know whether the fate of Xie Mu and Bu Chen'an had been decided from the beginning; he wanted to He knew whether he had really met Xu Lang and Liang Kunwu; he wanted to know how long Xu Lang had been walking in this long world; he also wanted to know what kind of person Bai Xuan was.

Xu Lang listened, his eyes softened suddenly, and his tone was filled with the deep concern of the elders, and he said: "Okay, just figure it out for yourself. Liang Kunwu, Xuanputang will wake up when he detects Bai Xuan's aura. Come here, the evil spirit is surging up, eroding the sanity, you ask Sanqing how long it will take to arrive, he will set up the formation, you will stop them, Pojun can't escape, I'm afraid he won't be able to come here in time."

Nie Qiu wanted to ask, what is the "evil energy" in his mouth, and what are the "they", but from the moment he lifted the mask, he could no longer move his eyes, nor could he speak. The traces became hot and scorching like every time he was reborn, almost burning him until his bones were turned into ashes. The copper bell of the Bu family trembled, but the scalding heat was not dissipated. With this antler mask in his hand, it was bitingly cold, and he was forced to put on the mask in a daze.

In the chaos, Nie Qiu seemed to feel that Fang Qisheng was holding his shoulders—maybe it was his illusion, he couldn't tell the difference, the ice-like chill was blowing towards his face, and the antler mask was tightly worn on his face.

Then, the earth shook and the mountains shook, the smell of blood, screams, and a strong murderous aura gradually spread.

Nie Qiu wanted to open his eyes to see what happened, but his eyelids were surprisingly heavy, leading him to fall deeper into the darkness. For the first time, he really felt that Kunlun was rushing towards him, and Xuanputang opened his eyes. embraced him in his arms.

He heard the weapons unsheathed, not one, but two, hundreds or even thousands. He heard Fang Qisheng calling his name in a low voice, and he heard Huang Sheng gnashing his teeth, "Can't you let us out?" , he also heard Xu Lang answering him in the same exasperation, "Do you want the world to be buried with you?" These kinds of voices overlapped and repeated, and finally ended with a crisp and clear bird song.

The visitor pressed lightly on his wrist, and the burning sensation completely faded away. Nie Qiu thought that he might be lying in Fang Qisheng's arms, because Fang Qisheng's breathing sound was very close. The man withdrew his hand, as if to say something.

This voice is also very familiar, very familiar, not separated by that layer of old memories, as if it is in his mind.

To be precise, it wasn't the familiarity of the voice, it was the articulation, the choice of words, or the tone of voice, but Nie Qiu couldn't remember, he was falling deeper, and he couldn't hear what the man said, maybe it was to make them back away Well, because Fang Qisheng stepped back.

When he sank completely into the abyss, and when he was ups and downs in the chaos, Nie Qiu vaguely heard a soft sigh.

For some reason, Nie Qiu knew it was Bai Xuan's voice. This sigh had a long ending, from near to far, vague and hazy. He realized that the person who sighed was about to leave. He was a little anxious, and opened his mouth in vain. But a sentence came out of the middle.

"When can I see you again?" he asked.

The figure seemed to stop in his tracks, and said: "In day and night; in light and in darkness; ; in any four seasons, and among all living beings."

Nie Qiu didn't expect to get a response from Bai Xuan, but after hearing these words, he felt a lot more at ease.

He closed his eyes and put his lips and teeth together, thinking, after this...maybe another long, old dream.