201 A wisp of piano and sword broken

When Nangong Xia stepped into the stone house, a strange feeling came, but it made Nangong Xia pause slightly. At this time, he saw that Nangong Xia no longer moved forward, so he said, "Come in. All the secrets are here."

Nangongxia entered the stone house. The room was simply decorated, and there were no other furnishings. Before he came to a stone table in the center of the house, he pointed to an ancient jade on the stone table and said, "We have recorded all the secrets in this jade. Take a look for yourself." After saying that, he saw that Nangong Xia just stood at the door and did not come in, so he said, "Look at yourself, I will leave first. Of course, I also know that you have a deep prejudice against the Holy Gate, so if you don't believe what I just said, you can leave."

Nangong Xia didn't say much. He just stood at the door faintly. He looked at Nangong Xia with a slight smile. He turned around and walked out. When he walked past Nangong Xia, he opened his mouth and said, "If you leave here, I hope you will not be my enemy of the bloody alliance. You also know that many things the bloody alliance has done are also forced. As a last resort, otherwise, with you, with the cultivation qualifications of the other four people, how can you not be reused in the bloody alliance?

After saying that, Na Jingyao had left, and only Nangong Xia stood at the door of the stone house. All this gave Nangong Xia a ridiculous feeling. Nangong Xia wanted to leave, but his forgotten childhood memory was greatly **, making him go to the stone table step by step, and the jade went away.

Although his intuition tells him that doing so may put him in a state of immortality.

More than ten feet away, Nangong Xia felt that he had walked for a long time and stood on the side of the stone table. Nangong Xia picked up the jade. He looked at the jade, which was warm and gave him a warmth and dissipated his vigilance in his heart. He tried to inject his spiritual power into the jade so that he could see the blood spirit. The things recorded in the jade are said to be records of his childhood.

It's just that when he injected his spiritual power into it, the mutation suddenly emerged, and a huge evil spiritual power from the jade directly invaded the sea of his knowledge. The chill actually made Nangong Xia's consciousness a pause.

This situation made Nangong Xia angry and more and more angry. Nangong Xia mobilized all the spiritual power in his body to suppress the evil spiritual power. The evil spiritual power was extremely huge, which actually made Nangong Xia mobilize almost all his water spiritual power at the beginning to stop its attack. Under the anger, Nangong Xia He called the fire spiritual power that still existed in the sea to stop it, but when his fire spiritual power met the evil spiritual power, he quickly refined the evil spiritual power, and the evil spiritual power did not have any backhand power.

At this time, Nangongxia has almost no spiritual power in the sea of knowledge.

In another cave, Luo Ji, who was mobilizing the magic array, spewed out a mouthful of turbid air. The huge spiritual power of the magic array came back, but it made her conscious of this stagnation. Under the alert, she calmed her mind and came back to her senses.

What's wrong? But what's the change?" Sitting in the river soul road not far away.

"How is it possible, how is it possible?" Luo Ji was surprised that she couldn't figure out why she would fail for a moment. With her own cultivation, coupled with the huge increase of the magic array, coupled with the prior arrangement, how could she fail? She thought about it for a moment, and then whispered, "Is that Li Yuyun betrayed us?"

"What's the matter? Didn't Li Yuyun plant the poison we prepared for Nangongxia? But if not, how could you feel the change of Nangongxia last time?" River Soul Road, recalling the last incident, since Luo Ji can feel the existence of Nangong Xia, this poison should have been planted. So what happened today? The river soul doesn't know the reason, and naturally can't guess the reason.

"I don't know." At this time, she took out another roll of silk. She unfolded the silk and looked at it carefully, but found nothing wrong with it.

"What's wrong with this silk?" Hehun asked. At this time, the magic array was in chaos, so he closed the magic circle so that the two would not be hurt by the magic array.

"This method is the secret book of the Holy Gate. It's you and I have to go from Xuanyuan Mausoleum. You and I have studied it for a long time, how can there be wrong?" Luo Ji said that she read it again, but what surprised her was that there was a secret on the silk and silk that there was a sentence that she had never found with the river soul. This sentence was not inducted, but that there was a lyre and an elegant sword.

The piano has been broken and the sword has been broken.

"It's Qin Ji again!" Luo Ji said that the original style of the broken piano and broken sword is commonly used by Qin Ji.

"Since this matter can't be done again, I should have made a plan earlier." At this time, he had already got up and went out. Now that they can't control Nangong Xia, they have to think of other ways.

Luoji sighed with hatred, then threw the silk into the stone house, and then turned away.

After several people left, she saw a figure gradually forming here. The man was dressed in white. She embroidered a white phoenix at the cuffs of her clothes, and the embroidery was the same color as the clothes. If you don't look closely, you can't see it. This woman is quite beautiful. She just stands there quietly, which also gives people a sense of elegance and indifference. Even the faint sadness in her eyebrows gives people a kind of refined beauty.

This person is not Qin Ji among the two people just now.

Qinji looked at the silk on the ground. She picked up the silk, then gently opened her lips and read softly:

Flying flowers ask for strings, a song of Chanjuan. Riding the wind and mountains and rivers, it is difficult to hold the stars and the moon. In the dream of the sea and the mulberry fields, Shaohua will not return to the old days.

The name flower is beautiful in the dream. Thousands of years of waiting for the wrong reincarnation, a wisp of piano and sword broke the remnant soul. The green mountains blocked the red dust road, and the morning clouds and evening snow finally became a pity.

How to recall, don't think about it again, what the ghost is, and what do you want with the piano and sword? The emperor is called Fuxi, and the emperor is called Fuxi. What a good one, the sky is hard to see, and all life is chess.

After reading, Qin Ji sighed gently. She looked at the silk and then whispered, "All life is chess! All life is chess! At this moment, you are just a wisp of soul. You can't see fate, and you can't talk about life as chess. It's really ridiculous and crazy.

She should cry or laugh, but after so many years, she seems to have forgotten how to laugh and how to cry. At this time, her face is just the sadness that is almost negligible.

At this time, she closed her eyes and gently held the silk in her hand. After a long time, there was still no change in the silk. Qin Ji sighed gently. She looked at the silk in her hand and said at the same time, "At this time, there is really only escape. You can't even melt this thing."

Answer her, only her later sighed gently. She put it away, then looked up into the distance, and whispered:

Jun Ruyan, ginger Ruyan, the smoke enters the Yao Palace dream of sorrow, and the seven-string song is more secluded.

The plain hand is cold, and the heart is also cold. The cold enters the heart and rests itself, and the fate is also a revenge.

Although it is an oratorio, the music is as beautiful as the sound of heaven.

At this time, the direction she was looking for was the direction where Nangong Xia was. Soon after, her figure gradually faded, and the last news disappeared. Only the last sentence before she disappeared was left in the air:

"The past has passed away, I hope you will cherish it."

In the stone room where Nangong Xia was located, Nangong Xia's anger dissolved the invading spiritual power. He felt that the sea was empty, and his consciousness was also light. He just wanted to sleep here and never wake up again, sleep until the sea and vicissitudes of life, and sleep until the sea and the sea and rocks are rotten.

In a trance, Nangong Xia seemed to hear a sentence. The voice was so familiar, but Nangong Xia couldn't remember whose voice it was. Maybe the voice was easy to remember, but Nangong Xia didn't want to think about it.

The voice said: "Wu has been imprisoned for thousands of years, and at this time, it can finally be seen in the sun. Yesterday, heaven abandoned Wu. Today, Wu will let you and others repay the suffering I have suffered for thousands of years. Let your life and spirit sacrifice the sword in Wu's hand. Extra topic*)

At this time, what he held in his hand was the light sword, and on the sword body was also shining with extremely cold blue light.

And Luo Ji and Hehun first came to the stone house where Nangong Xia was located. In the perfect place, they had already felt the evil spirit and chill emanating from the room. They wanted to take a look, but their eyes were surprised.

"We seem to have achieved our goal." Luo Ji said that she was not sure at this time, but she was a little reluctant to confirm this matter.

"It seems so." At this time, he was even more surprised to see that the stone house had turned into powder under an extremely strong sword light, but the sword spirit was so strong that he did not dare to imagine.

At this time, the swordsman turned his head and looked at the two Hehun. Although the man looked like Nangong Xia, his eyes were red and the corners of his mouth smiled. The evil smile actually made the two people feel a little chilly. At this time, the two had determined that although they had failed to control Nangong Xia, they had already angered each other.

"Let's go." As he spoke, he took out a seal, which was quickly burned out in his hand, which was the secret word for them to leave here.

"If you want to go, it can't be so easy. Today, let you become the soul under my sword." The swordsman, he looked at the two people who were about to escape in the air and smiled evilly, and then took the sword and cut them away. The sword light separated from the sword, forming two magic swords. The magic swords were realistic and magnificent spiritual power, which actually made the river soul feel that this was the real sword. After the magic sword, countless ice crystals followed, and the ice crystals were cold and passed by. Although nothing has been touched, the vegetation has been frozen into ice sculptures, and then turned into ice crumbs under the ice crystals flying over the wind.

"Go quickly and I'll resist one or two. Remember, after it's done, burn incense and tell me." In the river soul road, he pushed Luo Ji out, and then folded his hands in front of him. Countless black spiritual forces condensed in front of him. Soon, the black gas had formed a long gun. He pushed the long gun out, and the long gun had hit the swordman at a very fast speed.

"The light of rice grains also dares to compete with the bright moon, which is really too much. You want to be a dead soul under the sword, so how can I not fulfill you? The swordsman smiled and said that he did not take any action against the counterattack of the river soul. He just stroked the sword, and then whispered, "Oh, I almost forgot that you two are dead souls. Why should I do this?"

He crossed the sword in front of his chest, and the light flashed on the sword, but it generated great suction. The river soul saw this and hit all its remaining spiritual power to Luo Ji, but he flew to the light sword under the suction. As for Luo Ji, she flew away from here with the help of her strength.

The river soul first met the magic sword and ice crystal, but the magic sword and ice crystal only made his body extremely atomize and passed through the body. The river soul seemed to be just fog. The black fog was sucked into it with a light sword, and there was not too much resistance.

The magic sword dispersed, leaving only a chill. The man looked at the departing Luo Ji and said, "If you hadn't died under the sword, how could you escape?" Well, today, I will let you leave, and you will definitely become the soul of my sword.

At this time, the man stroked his sword, but his figure stopped here and no longer moved forward.

(Outside the topic, someone really wants to write the words here: I was imprisoned for 10,000 years and expelled from my hometown. Now, you dare to break into my territory, and you are really looking for a dead!)