'Da da da'
Along with the sound of footsteps, it seemed like a ghost in the sound of rain.
Mu Jiuke paused and subconsciously looked back. His half-hidden figure was blurred in the heavy rain, as if there was only a shadow left, like a ghost like duckweed without support. .
Only those deep black eyes filled with blood-colored mist.
Only then did he show that he was different from ordinary people.
'...Who's coming? '
What responded to Mu Jiuke's thoughts was the sword intent that cut through the rain curtain. The sword intent was wanton and sharp. Under its edge was the power to destroy everything. Moreover, because of the illusion at this moment, it was magnified countless times. !
A girl wearing a green robe, a jade pendant on her belt, and blue silk hair came up.
There was a gentle expression between her brows and eyes, and she looked exactly like the good old lady before, but... only Mu Jiuke could see that there was an edge hidden in Feng Qingwu's seemingly gentle and reserved expression.
Now, she is more like a long sword with sharp edge but sheathed in its scabbard.
At this time, the unique arrogance of sword cultivators truly emerged.
And the one who came at this time must be the real Feng Qingwu, but Mu Jiuke didn't know for a moment how she was able to separate her consciousness from the false body in the illusion so quickly after realizing her own existence. .
after all……
The reason why illusions can kill people is so terrifying.
It's all because after entering the illusion, the person who has fallen into the illusion will forget his own existence, immerse himself wholeheartedly in the content demonstrated by the illusion, and then gradually get lost in it, constantly tormented by these desperate pains.
If you can't escape from the illusion, the final outcome can only be death.
"...Have we returned to this scene again?"
At this moment, even though he was drowned by the heavy rain, Mu Jiuke heard Feng Qingwu's murmur, which seemed to be a sigh or emotion.
It’s just that there is no confusion, and there is no pain.
She held the Liufeng Sword in one hand and stood in the pouring rain. She was soaked all over her body. She looked quite embarrassed, but she didn't care at all. She just stood there and looked at "herself" on the ground quietly.
She stood and looked at herself on the ground.
In a trance, it feels like a lifetime ago.
'What on earth are you thinking? '
The tall man stood beside Feng Qingwu, looking down.
Because his cultivation far exceeds everything in the illusion, if Mu Jiuke had not taken the initiative to show up, no one would have noticed his presence, even Feng Qingwu, who had signed the "Supreme Contract" with Mu Jiuke, Won't find out.
Therefore, Feng Qingwu just looked at the people on the ground intently.
After a while, she suddenly squatted down. The tip of the Liufeng Sword sank into the ground and stood beside her. Feng Qingwu squatted beside "her", watching herself lying on the ground, losing everything. Lost look.
When the rain fell, it streaked across my face, and I couldn't tell if it was tears.
"It turns out that I looked so embarrassed at that time..."
"It's funny to say that I seem to have always been in such a mess. After being brought back to Tianxuan Sect by Qingheng Sword Lord and accepted as his direct disciple, I was the only one who remembered this kindness and willingly worked for him. "
"I am thinking about my identity and responsibilities as chief. I think that with my abilities and talents, it will not be a problem to break through the divine transformation stage or even reach a higher realm. Then I can single-handedly protect the entire Tianxuan Sect in the future."
"But now it seems..."
"My so-called dedication and sacrifice seem to have become a matter of course."
"You seem to think that I was born as a dog of Tianxuan Sect, so I should guard the house and protect the courtyard of the sect, and I am also born to shoulder the responsibilities of Tianxuan Sect. What I do is not a contribution, but what I should do. "
"Sometimes, I actually envy your shamelessness, because you can always take other people's kindness as a matter of course. If..."
"I can think this way, but I won't remember the kindness of Sword Master Qingheng."
"It's even more impossible to make yourself so embarrassed."
"Still foolishly trusting him."
Feng Qingwu whispered, holding the hilt of Liufeng Sword in one hand, looking down at "himself" lying on the ground, covered in embarrassment and mud. Those scars were shocking, but they really happened to him.
She seemed to be just telling and sharing.
But it looks so sad.
Mu Jiuke stood aside, his fingertips trembling slightly. Suddenly he pointed a finger, and the rain curtain in the illusion suddenly paused for a moment, as if everything had stopped.
Feng Qingwu is like a mystery full of sadness.
Her few words could explode the fluctuations in his heart.
Compared with what he saw when he first entered the illusion, Mu Jiuke felt that Feng Qingwu, who had already reached the Qi-training stage, was even more dazzling. No - her light had never disappeared, even if someone took away her cultivation. Spiritual roots and sword bones.
But...it can't take away her own edge.
"The rain has stopped?"
Feng Qingwu, who noticed something was wrong, was slightly stunned, and subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the sky, only to realize that all the heavy rain that had fallen was stagnant in mid-air.
This is an illusion, how could it be——
Feng Qingwu's pupils shrank suddenly, and all her originally sad emotions were instantly restrained. She no longer felt sad about the spring and autumn, and she also restrained all her emotions when she looked at "her" eyes on the ground.
Feng Qingwu stood up and pulled out the Liufeng Sword stuck on the ground.
The soil wet by the rain fell off after the sword was pulled out.
The tip of the Liufeng Sword is still extremely sharp, and that bit of cold light, silently, is a killing intent hidden in the rainy night and subtlety.
"Delay brings change."
"It's time to say goodbye to my past."
Feng Qingwu said softly. The next moment, her eyes became firm and solemn. She raised the Liufeng Sword without hesitation and stabbed straight at "her" body on the ground, but right here hour--
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
A voice suddenly sounded.
The low and magnetic voice is like a guqin, with a unique charm, which looks special and strange in the silent world after the rain stops.
The pause in the rain really had something to do with him!
Feng Qingwu immediately understood everything.
This is her illusion. No one else should appear in the first place, but now this person can invade her illusion without any trace of damage, and now he can appear behind her quietly. .
She may not be able to match such strength, but...
At this time, the voice behind him continued to speak.
"Indeed, in this illusion, you were the node connecting reality and illusion. Only when you separate yourself from your own consciousness and realize that you are not a person in the illusion can you appear in the illusion."
"I have to say that your ability to understand your true nature in such an illusion is indeed much better than that of Song Jinxi who entered the illusion with you."
When he heard this, Feng Qingwu's pupils suddenly shrank!
How did he know? !
But Mu Jiuke was still explaining calmly: "It's just that if you kill this node, even if the illusion is broken, according to Jiaolong's hatred for the two of you and the construction of the illusion, you will still be hurt. .”
"You are only in the Qi training period, and your body is not as strong as Song Jinxi's, so she can suppress the backlash after breaking the nodes, but you can't."
"So we need to find another way to--"
Just as Mu Jiuke was thinking and persuading, before he could even react, a sword light suddenly cut through the stagnant rainy night!
The sword was as graceful as a startling dragon, as ethereal as the wind and clouds.
This is definitely Feng Qingwu's most powerful sword in so long!
Flowing Wind Sword, come out——
And this sword was aimed at Mu Jiuke!
