The dark cliff, the lonely mountain road, the abyss where you can't see the five fingers, only the wind blowing towards you, with the black hair and the hem of your clothes by your cheeks.

The deeper the night, the more eye-catching the white sacrificial wardrobe. At the top of Muyu Peak, the old man slowly stroked the newly scraped hair on the strings of the piano, thinking silently, one heartbroken song, two souls broke, and three songs ended, this illusion still couldn't trap you? Is there really a human with a pure and dusty heart?

He is an elder left by a witch clan in the south. He is best at spiritual attacks. His piano sound can create an illusion that is difficult to distinguish between true and false. Especially tonight, with the help of the Muyu in Zhouyuan, the illusion he created can enter the intelligent life in which he can see the most distant, vague and unforgettable fragments of the upper reaches of the Memories River, so he does not want to go back until he gradually becomes intoxicated or sinks into it. In the end, he will fall asleep for a long time and never leave again...

The old man who played the piano did not know that in the sky above Muyu, a black dragon's soul was paying attention to all this, and was dragged into this illusion by his own piano sound.

The black dragon saw many scenes from hundreds of years ago - the residual breath of the dragon clan that only her bloodline could perceive, and the spiritual impact brought to her by the body of Muyu that she could only recognize. When she stood in the mountains and fields with Chen Changsheng, she felt something and felt that someone was summoning her. Until this time, she finally understood why this world made her so sad - Zhou Yuan turned out to be not only the home of that human being, but also her father, the cemetery of the most powerful Xuanfrost dragon in a thousand years.

The old man who played the piano didn't know these things. The person he wanted to trap his piano music fantasy was the girl in white, and the object he was paying attention to was naturally her. The girl in white saw something in the piano music fantasy, but he didn't know that she had not been shaken for a moment, nor was she intoxicated and indulged in it. She just stood quietly under the lonely tree on the cliff for a while, then saw through this illusion and easily broke through the realm.

She bit her fingertips and scattered a drop of blood to the heaven and earth where Qinyin came from. The golden, solemn, holy, but extremely violent blood, as if it contained countless energy... easily melted the clouds and mist, destroying the illusion structured by Qinyin. Is that blood the legendary Tianfeng real blood?

The old man who played the piano looked at the mountain road in the night and was slightly moved and thought, but he didn't say anything. The whole Xue Laocheng knew a taboo, and never mention the word phoenix in front of Princess Nanke's Hall.

"The nature of life is desire and chaos. Without an absolutely transparent soul, practicing Taoism cannot make the mind of Taoism pure and clean. On the contrary, her spiritual world is more complicated than you think. She has put a lot of Taoist disguises outside her Taoism. Your piano sound only touches her most obvious layers. How can you impress her? Even if you can't even impress her, how can you confuse her?"

The little girl said indifferently: "Actually, I'm very curious. If you keep pretending like her, you will be a saint and an ordinary person. Will she forget who she is one day in the future?"

"If this is the case, she will encounter great problems in the future."

The old man who played the piano thoughtfully, gently pulled out the strings of the piano. A condensed breath left with the sound of the piano, continuing to isolate this mountain from the real Zhouyuan world.

The little girl never thought that she could trap the other party by relying on the illusion of the piano alone. The girl in white easily broke through the realm with blood, but the realm of emptiness still exists. If she wants to leave, she must come to meet her.

Come and meet.

The meeting of fate is tonight.

She looked at the mountain road under the night and said expressionlessly: "Phoenix, such an epileptic, will always die by itself. But I will definitely let her die in my hands before self-immolation."

The night wind blows on the lonely mountain road, and the sacrifice clothes float like a cloak. The girl in white seems very slow, but in fact it is very fast. She comes like a crane and arrives to the top of Muyu.

There were no stars in the night sky of Zhouyuan, and a dim light ball hanging deep in the grassland at the foot of the mountain. What was that? She thought about these things and looked at the little girl sitting by the cliff.

The little girl stood up, turned around and said, "You are here."

The girl in white was stunned. The first moment she saw the little girl, she guessed or finally confirmed who her opponent was. She was so young and so strong, so it was naturally because she was the legendary demon princess Nanke. The reason why she was so surprised at this time was because she didn't expect Nanke to look like this.

Nan Ke was about ten years old, and his eyebrows were actually very pretty and his childishness had not faded. He could be said to be a very beautiful little girl, but the distance between her eyes was a little wider, and her black and cold pupils were slightly tilted towards her eyebrows, and the emotions in her pupils were also very dull, so she looked a little stunned.

She is like a girl who grew up in the village. She has to do every day to go to the back mountain to make a big basket of pig grass, then eat, sleep and wait for tomorrow morning to make a big basket of pig grass.

Yes, she is a girl from the village and she only eats pig grass every day in her life.

For some reason, the girl in white thought that although she had never lived in the countryside, had never beaten pig grass, and didn't even know what pig grass looked like, she thought so.

If this is a meeting of fate, Nanke must have thought about it many times, and she has thought about it many times.

She thought that the Nanke she saw would be an arrogant peacock. In all the legends, the phoenix could command hundreds of birds, but the only peacock was as cold and arrogant as ever, flying alone in a place where the sun could not shine. She never thought that Nanke was like a little girl who beats pig grass every day, looking a little dull, a little pitiful, and for no reason, making people feel a little distressed, and keeps fighting pig grass every day.

This made her look a little stunned unexpectedly.

The night wind on the dusk valley gently blew, and time flowed slowly.

She didn't know what to say, and was nervous because she was unclear. She felt that she didn't know how to face this little girl named Nanke, so she looked at the old man who played the piano.

She is a true phoenix in destiny and can see the truth at just one glance.

She saw that the old man playing the piano was an elder of Zhuyin Witch, and his combat power was only at the peak of Tongyou Realm, but his power on the spiritual level was far beyond this level. It was most suitable to use it in Zhouyuan to kill human cultivators. However, the black robe of the demon military advisor would not miss any details.

But, it's a pity.

She looked at the guqin on the old man's lap, looked at the slightly slimmer strings, and shook her head with regret.

It was the ancestral holy artifact that was lost to the Zhuyin Wu tribe for many years - Yaoqin.

If this Yaoqin was not used to set up the second level of the illusion, but to cooperate with Nanke to attack, maybe she would be really dangerous and might even die.

Nanke said: "I want to kill you, no one can interfere."

While talking, the little girl's black hair fluttered in the night wind, as if grass chips fell.
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