The long sword was like a rainbow, and a cold aura struck Ling Feiyan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoYang Qian played the fast sword style vividly and exquisitely.

Hearing a pop, the long sword directly pierced Ling Feiyan's body, and there was a blood hole, and blood gushed out!

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Yang Qian's eyes, the long sword was pulled out, and the sword god three-style fighting star shifted instantly, and suddenly Yang Qian disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Qian Duoduo.

Bishui Longyuan stabbed out with his backhand, and with a poof, the long sword pierced directly through Qian Duoduo's chest, piercing through the heart!

The coldness in his eyes flickered, but the corners of Yang Qian's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times.

Although the people who killed were Ling Feiyan and Qian Duoduo in the illusion, Yang Qian still had an indelible sense of guilt in his heart.

After all, they are all his friends and brothers!

Yang Qian...... You ......" Qing Luo exclaimed, his cold face turned a little pale, and he looked at Yang Qian in horror.

That's like Yang Qian killed the real Qian Duoduo and Ling Feiyan.

"You can't escape!" Yang Qian put aside the guilt in his mind and kept telling himself that it was just an illusion. His pupils contracted violently, and then he screamed, and his body rushed out, and the blue water dragon abyss rushed like a bolt of lightning.

Qingluo did not move, but let Yang Qian attack.

It wasn't until Bishui Longyuan was about to pierce her throat that Qing Luo suddenly said, "Why did you kill us?" ”

Yang Qian's face suddenly turned pale, and his sword momentum suddenly stopped, hitting Qingluo's throat.

"Don't you love me?" Qingluo's voice softened, but at the same time, it was full of sadness.

Hearing this, Yang Qian's heart suddenly fluttered. In the depths of that heart, it was as if there was a string that was suddenly plucked and caused countless ripples.

I can't even do it anymore!

However, just when Yang Qian was stunned, Qingluo seized the opportunity, a trace of hideousness flashed on his face, and Tianluo fanned out, instantly hitting Yang Qian's chest.

Yang Qian only felt a huge force surge, and his chest seemed to be collapsing in, extremely clogged and bored, his qi and blood surging wildly, and finally spurted out a mouthful of blood.

And this blow finally pulled Yang Qian's mind back.

"She's not Qingluo, she's just an illusion!"

Yang Qian reminded himself in his heart, his body did not retreat, but advanced, his body was slightly sideways, and the long sword was sent forward.

Burst!

The blue water dragon abyss instantly pierced Qing Luo's throat.

"You ......"

Qing Luo's eyes widened, and he didn't bat at death.

Knowing that it was just an illusion, Yang Qian couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

The pain is indescribable, but it touches the soul!

What would happen to Qingluo if he really died?

I don't know when it started, Yang Qian began to have the shadow of Qingluo in his heart......

The long sword was drawn, and Qingluo fell.

I watched as three familiar people lay on the ground, dead under their own swords. Yang Qian suddenly had a strange feeling that he was a heinous person.

Although he tried his best to tell himself that it was only to cut off the illusion, he still gasped for breath, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Qian gradually regained his composure and calm, and said to himself: "I seem to understand the illusion that the man said......

"The alternating overlap of the real world and the fantasy, both real and false, is full of crises. If you don't pay attention to your companions, you will be transferred by the illusion and lose your life. …… It seems to be getting more and more interesting. ”

After figuring out this knot, Yang Qian suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. This trial is not only a test of insight, but also a test of a person's psychological quality.

Just like when he faced Qingluo just now, his psychological quality was slightly worse and he lost his calm thinking, then what he faced would be a fiasco.

With a long breath, Yang Qian was about to leave when the three corpses on the ground suddenly turned into bits of light and disappeared.

On the ground, where they had just been, there were three more palm-sized pieces of wood.

"Huh?"

Yang Qian sighed in surprise, squatted down and picked up a wooden plaque, only to see that it was simple and elegant, with flowing clouds carved on it, which was the wooden plaque that Elder Qingyun said.

And there are as many as three!

Yang Qian was suddenly overjoyed, picked up the three wooden cards, and said to himself: "It turns out that the wooden cards are hidden in the illusion, no wonder they haven't been found before." ”

"That way, everything makes sense. Those two undercover agents killed Chun Yueqing and Bi Jinglun just to cause us panic and make us kill each other because of fear and for survival. Illusion and reality overlap and intertwine, and in the process of killing each other, it is inevitable that the real body will be killed, which is why the elder said that someone may die......"

"No, if that's the case, then the deaths of Chun Yueqing and Bi Jinglun may also be an illusion!"

Yang Qian's body shook suddenly, and he suddenly realized that this trial was far beyond his imagination, and it was not as simple as it seemed.

"Forget that, find a lot of them." Yang Qian shook his head, retracted his thoughts, and disappeared in place with a flicker.

The night is dark.

Yang Qian shuttled through the mountains and forests, he returned the same way, but he never saw Qian Duoduo and Qingluo again.

Yang Qian searched around for a while, but he didn't see half a figure.

"How many are here, they should be fine." Yang Qian muttered to himself in a low voice and glanced at the sky, it was about the fourth watch.

"Pranayama for a while, and then go to them after dawn."

As the words fell, Yang Qian jumped onto a big tree and sat cross-legged between the branches of the big tree, cultivating his luck.

……

On the second day, the sun seeped through the leaves, and Yang Qian opened his eyes amid a gentle bird's call.

And the first thing he saw was Qian Duoduo's face.

"Xiao Qian, where did you run last night, we followed and caught up, and you were gone?" Before Yang Qian, who was surprised, could speak, Qian Duoduo took the lead in speaking.

At the same time, Qing Luo and Ling Feiyan on the side also cast inquiring glances at Yang Qian.

Yang Qian didn't answer immediately, but immediately went to see if there was a shadow of these three people.

When he saw the three shadows, Yang Qian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I still wonder why you haven't appeared...... Hey, how did you know I was here? ”

Qian Duoduo smiled mysteriously and pointed to the birds on the branches, and Yang Qian instantly understood.

It turns out that those ubiquitous birds have once again become the eyes of Duoduo.

"It's a long story......"

At that moment, Yang Qian's story was told as it was, and the three of them were dumbfounded.

After listening, Qian Duoduo frowned, was silent for a long time, and said, "No wonder we can't find you, it turns out that you have entered the illusion realm." According to what you say, the illusion should temporarily overlap with the real world, and at the same time isolate the real world, so that the illusion will not be destroyed by our intrusion...... It's really mysterious. ”

The four of them chatted for a while, and Yang Qian took out three wooden cards and said, "We still have one left, and we can go to the tower." There are still two days to go, which is totally enough. ”