Xue Qinghan shook his head, and when he opened his eyes again, the world that appeared in front of him made him stunned, only to see that in front of him, a female figure sat quietly in front of the court, her crystal jade fingers dancing on the seven-string guqin in front of her, and the ethereal sound of the piano echoed throughout the courtyard.

The woman was dressed in a long white dress, with high temples, and her eyes were as gentle as water, but there was a hint of sharpness like a sword in her eyebrows. Xue Qinghan looked at this woman, but the circles in her eyes were slightly red, his mother, the woman named Fengyue, a woman who had been away from Xue Qinghan for ten years.

"No, it's impossible, I should be in the ......" Xue Qinghan recalled, but he didn't know where he was now. They found the body of the Pu Demon Tree, but when they approached the Pu Demon Tree, something happened suddenly. The talisman sword that the old god stick gave to Xue Qinghan suddenly emitted a dazzling light, soared into the air, and turned into an ordinary giant sword, without waiting for Xue Qinghan and the others to react, it stabbed a sword into the body of the Pu Demon Tree without warning, and it was directly submerged in it, leaving a dark hole in the towering body of the Pu Demon Tree.

And at the moment when the hole appeared, a suction force suddenly appeared, making Xue Qinghan, who was closest to the hole, unstable, and was directly involved in it.

Xue Qinghan's mind flashed the previous memory, but he frowned, the moment he was caught in it, he clearly felt the fluctuation of another force, and he would fall into it, not only because he was close, but also because of the interference of that force. And the source of that mysterious power is the runic sword given by the old god stick.

Xue Qinghan didn't think that old guy would harm him, although he was very unhappy with him, but it was only because he had been cheated by this old guy, but he didn't have any resentment.

Xue Qinghan looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and his soul perception was released with all his strength, heading towards the entire world. And Xue Qinghan looked at the eyes of the woman playing the piano, in addition to being vigilant, she also had a cold killing intent. Deceiving him with the appearance of the person closest to him was enough to arouse the most extreme murderous intent in his heart.

But after a while, Xue Qinghan was stunned, let his soul power probe, this world seems so real, and the breath on the woman's body is also so familiar and kind, here, he can't feel the slightest killing intent, it seems that all this is real, but how is this possible?

The sound of the piano is faint, and it seems to have a calming effect, like a trickle of spring water, refreshing the heart and spleen, and washing the soul. Xue Qinghan listened to the music quietly, her eyes fixed on the figure of the woman.

At the end of the song, the woman raised her head, revealing a beautiful face, looking at Xue Qinghan with gentle eyes, a doting smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and beckoned: "Qinghan, you are here, come here, ...... today"

"Pu Mo Tree, you are Pu Mo Tree. Xue Qinghan was unmoved, staring at the woman, and said coldly, but there was a flash of pain in her eyes.

"Qinghan, what are you talking about? What is the Pu Demon Tree? Have you forgotten? We are going home today, you can see your father, don't you want to say goodbye to Youyue?" The woman saw Xue Qinghan standing still, but she was not angry, she stood up and put away the guqin, and said to Xue Qinghan.

"Youyue?" Xue Qinghan raised his hand and touched his head, why did he feel that this place was so familiar, and these words were so familiar.

"No, you're... It's..."Xue Qinghan wanted to say something, but suddenly found that he didn't know what he wanted to say, as if his memory was quietly erased by a force every minute and every second.

At this time, Xue Qinghan couldn't remember why he was here, but he still remembered that the person in front of him was not his mother, and his mother had passed away eight years ago. Wait, is it eight years? It seems like five years ago. Damn, how could this kind of thing be forgotten, it should have been two years ago......

In the end, Xue Qinghan was at a loss in his heart, why did he feel that his mother had passed away? Isn't his mother here, he and his mother have lived in the imperial capital for half a month, and today is the day when he plans to go back, and his father said that he would give him a surprise on his eighth birthday.

"Qinghan, haven't you always wanted to learn the qin? When you go back, my mother will teach you, how about asking your father to find you the most beautiful guqin?" The woman put away the guqin, came to Xue Qinghan, bent down and touched Xue Qinghan's head and asked.

"Okay, can I want my mother's guqin?" Xue Qinghan raised his head and replied crisply.

"Yes, but you can't play it yet, it's going to get angry. ”

"Well, I'll work hard to cultivate, and it won't be long before I can play. ”

"Of course, Qing Han is a real genius. Okay, you go and say goodbye to the Dark Moon, it's not too early, we should also go. ”

"Hmm. Xue Qinghan nodded, turned around and ran out. The woman looked at the figure of Xue Qinghan leaving, and a strange light flashed in her watery eyes.

The picture turned, in the middle of the ice and snow, a piece of crimson spread on the snow, and the woman fell to the ground weakly, with a long sword stuck in her chest, and the blood from the wound did not stop.

Xue Qinghan knelt beside the woman, her eyes glazed, a fear rose from the bottom of her heart, her body trembled, and she didn't know what to do.

"Cold, quick... Hurry up and help my mother with the sword... Pull it out, hurry up—" the woman said with difficulty.

"Hurry up...... Cold... Come on... Otherwise... We're all... I'm going to die here... Hurry up—" the woman said hurriedly, blood streaming down her mouth as she spoke, staining the placket of her chest a blinding red.

Xue Qinghan was in the woman's voice, and her hand trembled and stretched out, grabbing the long sword on the woman's chest.

At the moment when Xue Qinghan's hand was about to touch the long sword, a bright blood-red lotus phantom bloomed in his mind, the petals swayed, and the karmic fire flowed one by one, like Xue Qinghan's divine soul entwined, and Xue Qinghan's eyes also flashed blood-red at this time.

At the moment when the red karmic fire rose, the world in front of Xue Qinghan's eyes was dyed with a layer of dazzling red, and the white of the ice and snow burned in the flames, collapsed, and turned into ashes.

And Xue Qinghan's memory also recovered quickly at this moment, and the mist that seemed to be shrouded in memory was suddenly blown away by the breeze, ten years old, eleven years old... Fifteen years old... Eighteen years old...

Xue Qinghan's eyes were full of fire, and his body instantly retreated, standing a few feet away, his eyes were full of murderous intent: "Pu Demon Tree!"

"Tsk, it failed, what is this flame, it actually burned my divine soul power directly. It's a pity, it's a pity, it's just a little bit worse. Child, come, call the mother again, hahahaha..... "At this time, where is the figure of Xue Qinghan's mother, what remains in place is clearly a pitch-black strange tree that is a few feet high, there is not a single leaf on the branches, shaped like ghost claws, sharp as a sword, flashing with cold light, indescribably weird.

Xue Qinghan's face was ugly, the flames in his eyes became more boiling, and he stared at the strange tree. He has always known that Pu Demon Tree is good at divine soul attacks, can invade people's soul seas, and can even directly control people, Xue Qinghan has also been on guard, but he didn't expect that Pu Demon Tree's divine soul attacks can also turn into illusions to make people addicted to it.

Moreover, it was not just a simple illusion, it was clearly Xue Qinghan's memory, and the moment Xue Qinghan entered this place, he had already fallen into the illusion of the soul of the Pu Demon Tree. And Pu Demon Tree not only read Xue Qinghan's memory and turned it into an illusion, but also used strange means to temporarily seal Xue Qinghan's memory to ten years ago, so that Xue Qinghan's memory stayed at the time point shown by the illusion, so that Xue Qinghan remembered that he was still an eight-year-old child.

The endless sword qi on Xue Qinghan's body roared, and the brilliant sword light condensed on the long sword in his right hand, and at the same time, the entire palm of his left hand turned blood-red, and his fingers were like spears, exuding a sharp aura, firmly fixing the Pu Demon Tree in front of him.

But his Xue Qinghan was angry in his heart, but he had not lost his mind, his eyes swept around, here one is in the body of the Pu Demon Tree, but I don't know where it is, and I don't see Luo Shuang and a few people, I don't know if they have been involved or separated in other places.

It was a space about the size of a plaza, and the soft green glow on the trunks of the trees around it made it bright.

According to Xue Qinghan's guess, this may be a place similar to the human soul sea on the Pu Demon Tree, and the Pu Demon Tree in front of him should be said to be the soul of the Pu Demon Tree. However, what made Xue Qinghan puzzling was that the appearance of this Pu Demon Tree was completely physical, and it was impossible to see that it was a divine soul at all, and its appearance was also very different from the towering ancient trees seen outside.

And on the black trunk of the Pu Demon Tree, an emerald green long sword ran through it, and the emerald green lines centered on the long sword, extending to the entire trunk, faintly forming a mysterious pattern, like a formation covering the trunk, so that the aura on the Pu Demon Tree was completely suppressed. And just now, what the Pu Demon Tree pulled out by bewitching Xue Qinghan in the illusion was this emerald green long sword.

In addition, in the center of this area, a giant sword stood there, most of the sword body was inserted below, and runes swirled around, exuding unpredictable power, as if it was sealing something, and the power did not seem to be aimed at the Pu Demon Tree, but something under the tree. Xue Qinghan felt the breath on that giant sword, and knew in his heart that it was the old god stick that Xue Qinghan brought into this place.