Lonely tree in the north

"Illusion of obscurity!"

A voice fell, and with the light, the two were instantly absorbed into a space.

Mo Xun fell from the sky, and when he fell, he almost lost his footing and fell down.

Everything around him was blocked by the mist. The milky white mist was as thick as a flowing slurry, which seemed to float people up.

Looking at the place where he was, Mo Xun almost wanted to cry out loud.

Originally, he wanted to trap Bei Chen'an inside and wait for Bei Zi'an to come, but what happened when he locked himself in?

There was nothing but white mist left in front of him, Mo Xun wanted to break through this illusion, but if Bei Chen'an also came out, then he would not be able to control him later.

He still wants to live another episode or two.

"Bei Chen'an is indeed the murderer. The man behind the scenes must be Gong Heng. If that's the case, then when he was in Guangling, he had already started planning people from the Wen family. But when you meet me, you can only be yourself." Bad luck, who let me know the protagonist of the plot!"

Mo Xun, who was walking in the white mist, talked to himself for a long time, then suddenly stopped, his eyes narrowed vigilantly, his eyes fixed on a black shadow flashing in front of him, Mo Xun could recall Yue Yan, blocked Bei Chenan's surprise attack.

His figure was taller than Bei Zi'an's, and with his stiff body now, he was even more powerful.

Mo Xun's footsteps were pressed against the ground and he was pushed back several steps. Before he could react, Bei Chen'an struck him again.

The sharp sword brushed past his palm, and some sword light flashed. Mo Xun sensed something was wrong, and it was too late to stop.

Bei Chen'an suddenly grasped the blade of the sword tightly, and when he raised his eyes to meet Mo Xun's, the killing in those eyes made people shudder.

The condensed black liquid in the palm of his hand was flowing, and after a quick blow on Mo Xun, he flew out.

Mo Xun's eyes were full of disbelief, and when he looked up, the corners of his lips were already bloodshot.

He shouldn't have such power. According to what Bei Zi'an said, he was the new heir to the Pavilion Master in less than a year. Although the cult's law cannot be controlled in his body, after all, it has been suppressed in Beijia's ancestral grave for so many years. There might be that much power.

What did Gong Heng do to him?

"kill him!"

Suddenly, an evil voice came from the air, and that voice was like an imperial decree in front of him, and it was issued immediately.

That voice, Mo Xun remembered, was from Gong Heng, the man in black, at Old Man Wen's birthday banquet!

Bei Chenan's eyes flashed golden light again, as if he had pressed the activation button, he raised his hand and rushed towards Mo Xun ferociously.

Clang——

Mo Xun was so frightened that he could only close his eyes tightly, but the next thing Mo Xun heard was the sound of a sword colliding with a stone.

Before he could open his eyes, a broad and powerful hand grabbed his arm and led him to run.

There is magic!

Mo Xun's subconscious reaction was to free his hand, and the next second he called back the Yueyan Sword, he was to deal with the person in front of him.

The person in front of him hastily dodged and retreated step by step, but he never raised the sword in his hand to strike each other.

Bang!

The sound of the sword falling to the ground was bone-piercing. When the sound fell, both of them froze when they stood in the white mist and couldn't see each other clearly.

'The special thing about the demon god is that when he is casting spells and using the sword, the light is all purple. This is special and noble, and he is also a venerable. '

A passage from the novel suddenly flashed through Mo Xun's mind, and the hand that was shaken away by the sword was still trembling slightly.He looked up, but there was still a white mist in front of him, and there was no trace.

"Are you still there?" Mo Xun spoke in a hoarse voice, cautiously, and at the same time slowly stretched out his trembling hand, trying to test whether the person in front of him was still there.

Hey.

The sound of footsteps receding.

Mo Xun paused, his eyes filled with guilt. The behavior just now might have been stimulated, so he reacted too excitedly.

But if it was really him, why didn't he make a sound?

"Well, thank you for saving me. I was really embarrassed just now. I don't know what to call you after Jiumeng returns to the mountain and Gu'an."

The voice in the illusion is cold and ethereal, perhaps here, the words that Gu An said are like the tone of Gu An when he really said goodbye to Si Ye.

"It's nothing to do with a little effort, I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first."

He didn't want to recognize Mo Xun, but chose not to know each other.

When the words fell, Mo Xun wanted to continue to say something, but he had gone further and further away.

"Wait a minute, you..."

But before the words came out, the person had disappeared, at least Mo Xun could no longer feel that he was in the illusion.

"Are you Si Ye, why are you pretending you don't know me..."

But when the words were spoken, the person had already left.

Mo Xun was silent for a long time, but he couldn't figure out why Si Ye was there. Could it be that he was angry because he didn't keep him when he left last time?

"Forget it, we'll meet sooner or later anyway." Feeling a tight pain in his chest in his thoughts, Mo Xun hurriedly covered his heart and coughed hard.

"Master Gu'an!"

Bei Zi'an's voice suddenly came from outside, and Mo Xun smiled happily, thinking that the slap was not in vain.