The priest is a loser

Looking at the disgusted expression of the person in front of him, Liu Qiu'an forgot his words for a moment, and staggered back a few steps.

"Impossible...how could..."

Holding a long sword in his hand, Mu Changxian walked towards him slowly, the tenderness in his eyes was gone.

Liu Qiuan fell to his knees, and suddenly heard a crisp sound of hitting the ground. He looked up and saw that the jade pendant was broken on the ground. What was surprising was that the unfinished side was also delicately carved. Lively textures.

Liu Qiuan stared blankly, and the Duan's Villa in the sea of ​​autumn cherry blossoms suddenly appeared in his mind, as well as the two unnamed tombstones on the shore of the lake.

Only then did he notice the sadness in Mu Changxian's eyes when he stared at the villa in his memory.

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, Liu Qiuan looked up at Mu Changxian who had come before him, and looked at the black mist emerging from behind him, Liu Qiuan pursed his lips tightly, and suddenly got up from the ground, with a lingering black handle in his hand. Fog's 'Yin Frost'.

He stabbed 'Yin Shuang' into the heart of 'Mu Changxian' without hesitation, and at the same time the long sword in 'Mu Changxian''s hand pierced into his heart without hindrance.

But I saw 'Mu Changxian' turned into a cloud of black mist and gradually disappeared in the air.

Liu Qiuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at his waist, the jade pendant was still there.

I didn't know when I fell into the illusion.

Breaking through the illusion at this moment, my heart feels a hundred times more uncomfortable than in the illusion.

Suddenly there was a muffled groan coming from behind, Liu Qiu'an suddenly turned his head, and found Mu Changxian standing behind him, also caught in the illusion.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he bowed his body slightly, as if he was in unbearable pain.

Liu Qiu'an quickly supported his collapsed body, and called out, "Mu Changxian!"

Mu Changxian closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

"You are our young master, why don't you avenge us..."

"You are our young master, why don't you avenge us..."

Mu Changxian was trapped in the middle of the pool, and there was only an open space two feet wide enough to accommodate him.

The darkness invaded him, but he couldn't take half a step. The black water was full of reflections of skulls.

A couple suddenly appeared in the reflection of the skull. They looked gentle and stretched out their hands to him, "Xiao Ling..."

"Little Ling..."

Mu Changxian looked at them like a dream.

Just as he was about to step into the pool, his reflection suddenly turned into a man in red.

Mu Changxian was slightly taken aback.

The man in red sometimes pursed his lips and smiled, and sometimes folded his arms angrily, with a sweet smile and affectionate eyes.

In the pool, the extremely beautiful eyebrows are familiar yet unfamiliar.

"Qiu An...?"

Mu Changxian murmured, and continued to step into the pool step by step, staring at the man in the water without moving his eyes away.

The black pool water turned into ghost hands grabbing his pure white sleeves, Mu Changxian didn't realize it, and continued to walk forward until the pool water was up to his shoulders, and the cold pool water caressed his face.

A coquettish mandala blooms on the cheeks of the man in red

"……Who are you?"

"Mu Changxian! Wake up!" Liu Qiuan shouted desperately.

Suddenly Mu Changxian frowned, moved his lips, and said dreamily, "... who are you?"

Liu Qiuan opened his mouth, "I..."

At this time, a voice came from overhead again.

"The time is up... Which one should we start with? Let's start with the youngest..."

Liu Qiu'an froze for a moment, as if he heard Tao Shuang's painful hissing.

He let go of Mu Changxian, and quickly rushed up the last flight of stairs. When he was at the corner of the stairs, someone grabbed his arm suddenly. Liu Qiuan looked back in amazement, but it was Mu Changxian who woke up.

Liu Qiu'an blinked his sore eyes, and finally couldn't help the tears falling from his eye sockets.

But Mu Changxian said to him in an emotionless voice: "Who are you?"

His usual starry eyes are now empty and lifeless, and the bright red totem crawls up half of his skin with claws and teeth.

The soul seemed to be pulled out of the body in an instant, Liu Qiu'an fell on the stairs, staring blankly at the person in front of him.

Suddenly heard a shrill cry: "Brother! Don't..."

Liu Qiuan snapped back to his senses, tears still streaming down his face.

'Liu Zi'an' snorted coldly: "Looking for death..."

It seemed that a sharp blade was pulled out of the flesh and blood, and someone fell to the ground.

There was nothing in his head, Liu Qiuan looked at Mu Changxian and tremblingly said: "Let me go..."

The original bright totem suddenly dimmed, and the eyes were lit with starlight again, but there was a trace of bewilderment.

'Liu Zian' said: "Next..."

Liu Qiuan bit her lower lip tightly, shook off his hand cruelly, and ran towards the top floor.

He reached the top floor in the blink of an eye, and saw Yan Ruyu lying dying in a pool of blood, Tao Shuang was tied with a rope, crying with red eyes.

Shen Shizhi was bathed in the faint morning light, his blue eyes narrowed slightly, and he propped his chin, enjoying the hell on earth.

The man in black lying beside him was actually his right protector.

'Liu Zian' is holding up 'Yin Shuang' to pierce Rong Wenxu's throat.

Liu Qiuan rushed forward recklessly, at this moment, two Gu puppets suddenly appeared from the dark behind him and pressed him to the ground.

Liu Qiu'an looked at the coldly glowing sword blade, and said heartbreakingly, "Stop!"

In an instant, the crimson totem appeared on his cheeks and then disappeared without a trace.

'Liu Zian' raised the corners of his mouth coldly.

At this time, there was a gust of cool wind blowing past his ears, and then there was a sharp sword cry.

'Yin Shuang' was cut off on the spot, and was forced to retreat by the sword energy, and half of it sank deep into the wall.

'Liu Zian' was suddenly knocked down and fell to the ground, clutching his bloody chest, looking at Mu Changxian who suddenly appeared in disbelief, "Didn't he already..."

Shen Shizhi looked deeply at the person walking towards him.

Mu Changxian also stared at him closely, but there was a strong murderous intent in those dark red eyes.

"Owner!"

Sensing the threat, 'Liu Zi'an' got up and quickly picked up Shen Shizhi who was in a wheelchair and jumped out of the building.

The Gu puppet that bound Liu Qiuan's arms had already fallen to the ground, Liu Qiuan ran to touch Yan Ruyu's acupuncture points, and untied the ropes that bound the three of them.

Looking up, she suddenly saw Shen Shizhi jumping out of the building and taking out a box from her sleeve pocket.

Shen Shizhi glanced at him indifferently, and bent her blue eyes provocatively.At the same time, he opened the lid of the box and said something.

However, Mu Changxian suddenly stopped moving and fell straight from the edge of the building.

Liu Qiu'an's pupils shrank sharply, and without thinking, he also jumped down.

The pure white and pure red sleeves fluttered in the wind.

Liu Qiu'an desperately stretched out his hand to Mu Changxian in front of him.

Mu Changxian looked at him absent-mindedly, the totem covering half of his cheeks gradually disappeared, making one feel as if scales had been peeled off by strong wind, shining brightly under the brilliance of the early sun.

The starlight in those black eyes was fading quickly, full of sadness.