After forcing out the poisonous gas, Yahuan did not change her mind of killing Ao Baifeng, her left palm was raised high without worry, but she began to hesitate again when she really started, and her mind echoed her young lady's advice.

At this moment, a shadow flew from outside the wall of the back garden, "You are so bold, take advantage of my absence to dare to make the decision", the voice came before the person approached.

"Miss".

Turning to look at Qianying, Yahuan exclaimed, she was still hesitating, but at this moment, she gritted her teeth and slapped it with her left hand with lightning speed.

The girl in the skirt scolded: "You dare not listen to me, do you still have me as the master in your eyes", and at the same time, with a wave of her right hand, a stream of qi swept the proud white wind into the meditation space, and Yahuan's palm fell short.

Facing the girl in the skirt with a cold face, Yahuan was terrified in her heart, lowered her head and didn't dare to make a sound, let alone look at the eyes of the girl in the skirt.

"You almost ruined my big thing, if you dare to make decisions again, don't blame me for ignoring the feelings of the master and servant."

The girl in the dress said very decisively, her voice revealed a kind of majesty, and when she spoke, she smashed the rockery in the garden with her palm, which was the last stern warning of the master.

The frightened Yahuan trembled suddenly, immediately knelt on the ground, and said tremblingly: "Miss, I know it's wrong, and I won't dare to do it again."

The face of the girl in the skirt softened a lot, and she helped the girl up and said, "Okay, follow me back to the bamboo house in the purple bamboo forest."

Although the two are in the relationship of master and servant, they have special feelings for their own maid ring, the girl in the skirt, the two can be said to have grown up together, and the love is like sisters, and they rarely blame.

In fact, this is not the first time that Yahuan has made decisions without authorization, disobeying her instructions, every time the girl in the skirt just turns a blind eye, and has not really punished, this time it makes Yahuan have a fluke mentality.

But this time the girl in the skirt was really angry, as Yahuan could naturally see that for the first time, Yahuan was afraid of her master in addition to respect.

An elegant piano sound came out of a purple bamboo forest, and many birds flew around above the purple bamboo forest, chirping non-stop, as if dancing happily with the sound of the piano.

Walking along a colorful cobblestone path through the purple bamboo forest, you will be greeted by three bamboo houses, and the sound of the piano is pierced by the bamboo house in the middle.

In the middle bamboo house, the girl with a skirt sits cross-legged in front of the piano stand and strokes the piano, and opposite is a woman's bed, on which lies a young man in a green shirt, and the young man is Ao Baifeng.

Every time the skirted woman's jade fingers fell on the strings, a sound wave would swing out and rush into Ao Baifeng's mind.

In this way, after about half an hour, the woman in the skirt increased the intensity of playing the piano, the sound of the piano began to become heavier, the speed of playing the piano became faster and faster, the dense sound waves waved, and the curtains of the window screen and door curtains around the west of the house were affected and set off layers of ripples.

Ao Baifeng, who was lying on the bed, originally stretched his eyebrows, but after the sound waves continued to rush into his mind, his brows began to wrinkle, and his body trembled from time to time.

The corners of the girl's mouth curled up in a perfect arc, her red lips opened slightly, and she whispered with a smile: "Reminisce, reminisce, let me see what kind of past you have."

After speaking, the girl in the dress left the strings with both hands, and the whole person floated in place, her hands kept changing strange gestures, and there was floating light flowing on her ten fingers, and finally the floating light condensed into two words: dream and memory.

"Take dreams as memories and chase the past".

The girl in the skirt had words in her mouth, and at the same time her hands were sent forward, and the dream words and memory words condensed by the floating light slowly flew forward, and entered her mind from the ears of Ao Baifeng respectively.

The moment the font entered his mind, Ao Baifeng's expression was extremely painful.

"Reminiscing Dafa, drawing memories", the girl in the skirt grabbed the void in her right hand forward, and her eyebrows suddenly exuded a divine aura, only to see a five-zhang high ideological consciousness body in her mind spinning rapidly, and soon a large amount of substantial mental power gushed out from Bai Xia's eyebrows.

At this moment, the fivefold cultivation of the girl in the skirt is fully revealed, and if the mind and divine consciousness body are not increased by one zhang, the mental power will rise by one level, and when the mental power reaches the limit, the mental consciousness will be ten zhang high.

The essence of the telekinesis was all dispersed, and in an instant, it turned into countless essence threads.

All the silk threads are tied to Ao Baifeng's head, if people who don't know see this scene, they will definitely think that the girl in the skirt is doing acupuncture for Ao Baifeng.

The young man in the skirt grabbed the filament with his right hand and retracted it back, and the filament of telekinesis that pierced Ao Baifeng's head was slowly withdrawn, and a round bubble was pulled out of Ao Baifeng's mind, and there was a clear picture in the bubble.

The picture in the bubble is Ao Baifeng's dream at the moment, which was extracted by the girl in the skirt with the method of reminiscence.

In the picture, there is a farmhouse compound, the yard is full of red blood, hundreds of corpses are quietly wading in the blood water, a young man with a cloak and a face covered with blood, unable to see clearly, holding a big knife in his hand, squatting against a pillar under the eaves.

In the middle of the courtyard, a little girl stood alone, her helpless eyes distressing.

Not long after, the gate of the farm courtyard was pushed open, dozens of soldiers rushed in, surrounded the two, under the order of the non-commissioned officer, when the soldiers were about to take the two away, two more people entered the gate, the older one was in his fifties, and the other was in his thirties, wearing the same warrior robe.

Seeing the two men entering the door, the non-commissioned officer hurriedly greeted him, without the slightest appearance of being an official, and spoke very politely, "It turned out to be Xu Baosheng and Zhu Shun of the Immortal Sword Sect, two chivalrous warriors, fortunately."

The elder is called Xu Baosheng, and the man in his thirties is Zhu Shun, the uncle of Ao Baifeng, and the two of them clasped their fists and saluted the non-commissioned officer in return, "Your Excellency is polite."

"I have heard that the Immortal Spirit Sword Sect takes it as its mission to punish evil and promote good, and the two of you must have come here today to pursue the murderer," the non-commissioned officer said.

Zhu Shun replied: "This matter is related to the reputation of the Immortal Spirit Sword Sect, I don't know if the adults can make friends with us to deal with this matter."

The non-commissioned officer hesitated for a moment, and said rather embarrassed: "This is not very good, after all, ......".

Before the non-commissioned officer finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhu Shun, "The family teacher is very concerned about this matter, so my senior brother and I must take this young man back."

As soon as these words came out, the non-commissioned officer's face changed instantly, obviously very jealous of Zhu Shun's master, and finally left the farm with the soldiers.

After all the soldiers left, Zhu Shun waved his sleeves and the door of the farm house closed automatically, and Zhu Shun stepped forward to help the young man, "Feng'er, tell uncle, what happened?"

The boy in the picture is the proud white wind when he was a child.

Hearing the voice, Ao Baifeng slowly raised his head, his face was bloody, only two eyes revealed a dark black light, and the murderous aura poured out in an instant.

"Ah" Ao Baifeng roared angrily, raised his blood knife high and slashed at Zhu Shun.

Zhu Shun's eyes were quick, his hands were stretched out with two fingers, the two fingers of his left hand clamped the big knife in Ao Baifeng's hand, and the two fingers of his right hand pointed at Ao Baifeng's neck.