Mu Wanfeng fled in a hurry.
The light behind him never disappeared, nor did he come closer, and I don't know if I found any traces of myself.
She suddenly remembered that on the way to escape, she had encountered a lone Diqiao Realm monk from Chang Yuanzong, who called himself He Yu, and for some reason, she let herself go.
But I don't know if there will be such luck in the future.
She couldn't help but imagine what would happen if she was really arrested.
I have too much debt.
Collusion with the horned demon, the body and soul are destroyed Trade the Devil's Horn and connect the nine clans Killing He Fang's son is hard to find That's fine, no matter how miserable the punishment for yourself is, it's a big deal to die to solve it.
What I'm afraid of is that Wei Buer, Shizun, Huo Hu, and Yunyin Sect will be affected.
If you hurt these people closest to you because of your own mistakes, you will not be able to make up for your sins.
As he walked forward in panic, he seemed to see a flickering light at the end of his sight.
She hurriedly changed her direction and walked south.
I don't know how many miles I have gone, but I seem to have seen the patrol monk again.
In this way, the circle of movement is getting smaller and smaller, and the figure of the patrol monks is getting denser and denser.
The luck in her heart is gradually going to wear off. secretly said in his heart: "Since my soul is entrusted to this body, everything is not going well, the Qinglou is performing arts, and I can't help laughing; chastity will be lost, helpless; I was fortunate to meet my teacher, but I was attacked by the devil; Trading magic horns, life and death are unpredictable; has been seeking survival in death and survival in adversity, just in response to the unyielding survival of this phantom leaf nirvana butterfly, only to luck into the realm of psychic. ” "I thought that the time would come and God would give me all kinds of suffering, just to make me stronger, not afraid of the weight of life, the pain of survival, and the difficulty of the road, so that I could come to the bitterness and happiness, and the blessings of life were from my heart.
Where did I think that it was still an empty illusion. ” After thinking about it, he chose to trade the life path of the Demon Horn, and encountered life and death disasters several times, thanks to Wei Buer and Huo Hu sacrificing their lives to save them, they had to survive.
After struggling to support the cliffs for so long, walking the road of death, where did God have so much luck, all for himself.
It is reasonable to end up now.
Cause and effect are self-inflicted.
The sorrow in her heart was indescribable for a while.
On the road ahead, there was another sound of human voices.
She looked up, shook her head, and switched direction again.
There are not many roads to choose from.
I was terrified and remembered the previous life, the realm of the Great Zhou Academy, the vast southern frontier.
Dressed in a tender yellow palace costume, with the aura of a young foundation building genius, looking at a group of down-and-out monks who had fled from Qi Yun, he was full of spirit, scolded Fang Xuan, and looked forward to the future infinitely.
Unexpectedly, after a thousand efforts and great hard work, a hundred years later, she is still building a foundation and cultivating and becoming an old woman.
Wronged to marry her husband, give birth to a daughter, and see that the monk who once fled has achieved the knot, it is really full of bitterness.
To old age, to old age, to old age.
Shou Yuan is approaching, and he is so reduced to grabbing the opportunity of the secret realm with a group of young people who don't know the height of the sky.
The final result of the secret realm was indeed a dying struggle, an infatuated dream, and sent himself to the Hongran Realm.
Who would have thought that it would be the beginning of another cycle of suffering.
"Just ask me what kind of sin I have committed, reincarnation you want to torture me like this" She asked in her heart.
Samsara didn't reply, but the monk of Chang Yuanzong spoke, "Tie your hands and capture, spare you from death" A terrifying voice came from directly ahead, blocking the last way to go.
She stopped in abrupt form and looked around.
The night is dark and moonless, and although there are stars in the sky, it is still not my favorite scenery.
"I want to see the moon."
She muttered under her breath.
A little, Shi Shi escaped into the canopy of a large tree.
I wanted to wrap myself tightly with dense foliage.
But when he reached into the branch, he suddenly felt that it was in vain, and gave up the idea.
Sit cross-legged on a tree branch and wait quietly for death to come.
The night was too dark and too quiet.
She remembered the scene when she had snatched her soul from another world.
In the dark room, there was a square table with a guzheng on the table, and next to the guzheng was a cold bottle, and inside the bottle was a deadly poison.
The strings are still vibrating slightly, and the aftermath is not faint, showing that it has just played a swan song.
The owner of this body, through suffering and abandonment, has fulfilled himself.
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Since then, she has inherited the memory of this girl, inherited her piano skills and singing, and changed her name to Mu Wanfeng.
In this unaccompanied, he walked hard and firmly.
Muttered, the storage bag opened.
One xylophone is on top of both knees.
When you come to this life, you will be accompanied by the sound of the harp, and when you leave, you should also go with the sound of the harp.
She suddenly wanted to play the piano.
The footsteps in the night gradually intensified, and several teams of Chang Yuanzong monks found nearby.
The people took out the magic weapons, and then they took down the sinners.
A grim-faced Diqiao Realm monk rushed towards the canopy of the tree first.
"Slow" An extremely handsome Diqiao Realm monk with a high nose, sword eyebrows, and an extremely handsome face suddenly spoke, "He Shi is slow, let me come." ” The Diqiao Realm monk named He Shi on the side shouted: "What are you doing to make a mistake in a big matter, can you afford to bear the guilt?"
The man smiled and said, "I will bear all the mistakes." ” He Shi only snorted coldly, his face full of ridicule, as if he wanted to see his jokes.
The man nodded at him and looked at the woman hiding in the canopy.
With a look of pity on his face, he retreated a few feet forward, and said to the canopy where the girl was hiding, and said to him: "Fellow Daoist, I am He Yu of Chang Yuanzong Fudo Peak.
I guarantee with my life, as long as the girl is tied, I will be arrested, and frankly explain everything, I He Yu will definitely protect the girl's life without worry" After a while, I heard a pleasant and elegant female voice from the canopy: "The mortal crime I committed, how can you afford to be a monk of the Earth Bridge Realm."
I appreciate the kindness of Taoist friends, but I dare not believe your words. ” Another Diqiao Realm monk clapped his hands and laughed sarcastically: "He Yu, you idiot, do you think others are as stupid as you?"
He Yu ignored him, and sincerely persuaded the canopy: "If the girl doesn't believe me, I am willing to make an oath to the gods, our lives are connected, and I will never lie to you." ” The voice fell, but in the canopy, there were suddenly a few clanging sounds.
As soon as the piano sounded, memories began to flow.
Mu Wanfeng raised his right hand, his ring finger was staked, his index finger hooked, and the passionate piano rhyme sounded.
The first rhythm rises cheerfully and goes all the way up, and the melody is light and melodious.
In her mind, she was full of spirit as a girl in a goose yellow palace costume.
Soon the rhythm and the highest point gradually became low, falling into a miserable mood, until the "sonorous" sound was broken.
It was a hundred years of fruitless pursuit of the avenue, and the swan song of an old woman.
The sound was broken slightly, and the faint sound of the piano gradually rose.
She remembered the new life in the dark room.
From then on, the sound of the piano became more and more urgent, jumping back and forth in anxiety, struggle, fighting, despair, and unyielding.
It is the situation of trying to survive in death over the years.
The rhythm was very pleasant at first, but at this point, it was unbelievably mixed and terrifying.
Mu Wanfeng looked at the vast and quiet night, her ten fingers were like dancing, there were no waves in her heart, and all her emotions were injected between her ten fingers.
He Yu was sad when he heard this, and slowly walked towards the canopy.
Fang took two steps, and suddenly heard He Shi shouting: "What are you playing, it's noisy, it's terrible."
At the same time as the words entered his ears, a sword slashed out behind him, splitting the canopy in half in an instant.
Then, like a searchlight, a white light shone on the exposed part of the canopy.
A stunningly beautiful girl, sitting cross-legged on a tree trunk.
She looked at the two broken pianos in front of her with sad eyes, which were cut off by the sword, and the sound of the piano stopped.
When He An saw it, he laughed, "It turns out that he is such a wonderful person, no wonder you pity the jade." ” There was an extra black pocket in his hand, and he said, "Such a beautiful woman, how can you be embarrassed to swallow it alone" As he spoke, the black pocket stretched wide and headed towards the canopy.
He Yu's face was startled, and he hurriedly swung his sword to block it Mu Wanfeng didn't care about the world around her, looked at the broken qin, and said secretly in her heart: "The last song, can't you finish playing?"
Suddenly, he took out a bronze mirror from his bosom and injected mana into it slightly.
The ghostly light floats on the mirror, revealing a familiar picture from a few years ago.
I saw that in the compliance courtyard, there were corpses all over the ground, and he and Gu Yousheng were next to the rockery, saying something wrong.
In the far corridor, a young man with a fair face was looking at him with trepidation.
She smiled in the mirror, shook her head again, her eyes empty, and distant and clear memories flooded over like a flood "Let's go" As soon as the monk returned to the rudder, he went straight to Ganlong.
After walking for a few miles, Fuji stopped me, "Just put me here." ” "You're crazy" The other party was taken aback, "There are monks from Chang Yuan Sect all around, if they are investigated, how can it be good for you" "I've got my own way of coping."
He immediately paid the final payment, got off the flying boat alone, and escaped along the place where the accident occurred.
This place is still in the wild mountains of southern Qin.
Mountains, forests, nights, cicadas, people in a hurry.
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So that everything is depressing and unbearable.
After walking for four or five miles, he saw Fang Cai's group of monks from a distance, so he simply took out his mask, hurriedly changed his appearance, bypassed a few people, and then went deeper.
Unexpectedly, these people seemed to be carrying some large-scale probing magic weapons on their bodies, and they fled straight towards Fuji and surrounded them.
"Stand still," shouted the leading monk, "which sect of monks, what is their name?"
Fuji changed his voice and replied respectfully: "Jia Sanyi, disciple of Shennongmen." ” "Qin Nan banned, don't you know?"
"Because of the order of my teacher, I took leave from the northwest military camp and returned to the sect, and I hurried all the way, only picking a shortcut, and I never met any Taoist friends to mention it, so I went all the way here."
As he spoke, he threw a bolt of light into the sleeve of the leading monk.
"Got it," the monk touched his sleeve and saw that it was a few middle-grade spirit stones, and immediately eased his face, "You go to the north of Sichuan, and then let me see, you have to suffer." ” He thanked him and turned back.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly heard a whisper behind him, as if several monks were talking together.
After a while, he was stopped by the leading monk, "Wait." ” He slowly escaped, "What about your identity token, tell me to see it." ” Fuji turned around calmly, and said secretly in his heart: "You can't take out the token of the Cloud Hidden Sect." ” Casual clothes looked at the storage bag, patted his head, and said in annoyance: "I'm in a hurry."
The leading monk sneered: "Everyone, take this guy, and Lao Tzu will know that there is a cat." ” Another team member responded: "Maybe it's a big fish."
Before the words fell, a figure flashed strangely behind him, and the heads of the two flew together in the air, blood shot out, and the corpses were in the wilderness.
The rest of the people were so frightened that they were about to release the siren when a sword slashed across the night sky, and their bodies fell to the ground.
Fuji sneered in his heart, this kind of insatiable monk can only survive until now in Chang Yuanzong.
I also thought that I deliberately did not produce the red and blue blades, and I should not have left any obvious marks.
At this moment, he was in a hurry, and he couldn't care about disposing of the corpse, so he hurriedly buried it, and followed the induction to the east.
But I didn't know that a breeze was slowly swirling behind me.
The black light flashed, and she turned into a stunning beauty with short hair and tight clothes, and stopped at the place where the body was buried.
With a cold look, he took out a black vial from his bosom and dropped a drop of black liquid into the soil.
Then I heard a boiling sound in Sla, and a pinch of black water gushed out of the burial place, gurgling and bubbling.
In an instant, all the corpses turned into black water, and then turned into black gas, scattered in the air.
The short-haired beauty put away the vial, and the black light on the ground was faint, and then turned into a wisp of breeze and swept away.
Fuji traveled all the way to the east, and encountered several waves of teams led by psychic realm monks one after another, and it was important to investigate.
He had already changed his face, and he opened the killing ring again, and he was even more afraid of delaying the time to save people, so he killed all the way, so that the killed person did not even have a chance to ask for help.
He walked for several miles, but no one came after him.
I felt something strange in my heart.
The secret path is that no matter how sharp your hands and feet are, the people of Fudo Peak should also find something wrong.
"Whatever," he said, "I didn't find it better, or I'll kill a pair." ” He was really angry this time.
The past few times, all that Fudo Peak was looking for was the trouble of the Cloud Hidden Sect.
He shrank behind the sect, although the big tree of the Yunyin Sect was crumbling by the wind and rain, his leaf still grew firmly on the branches.
Besides, a behemoth like Chang Yuanzong, compared to his energy, is like the sea and a leaf, and a gull in the sky, which is not an order of magnitude at all.
Even Li Qingyun and the Cloud Yin Sect and a group of Diqiao Realm Courtyard Masters could only swallow their anger, and he didn't dare to think about anything.
But this time, it was unbearable.
Mu Wanfeng has had such a miserable life in this life, and when she comes back from the East China Sea this time, she must have removed the magic pattern. finally looked forward to the new life, but was targeted by Fudo Peak again, which was too deceitful.
Mu Wanfeng's business, he also got involved a few times.
Is it to catch Mu Wanfeng, even he has to connect the nine clans, and his soul will be destroyed.
The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and now he had a murderous aura on his body, and with his fierce expression, it might not be wrong for others to think that he was a demon cultivator who had entered the killing path.
The hard particles of the Baihui acupoint were faintly swollen, and it seemed that a strange aura was faintly overflowing from the particles, surging to all parts of the body through the meridians of the head.
This breath infiltrated the meridian body, making him gradually feel a strange feeling in his body, as if he had added a lot of brute force out of thin air, and every step was like a sharp sword shooting, flying like a lightning bolt from the forest: