Su Xian's body was wearing the disciple uniform of the Empty Cicada Sect's Zhiming Sect, in the eyes of the two protectors of the Ghost Gate, Su Xian was just a little disciple who could enter the Chiyan Realm, even if he was more powerful than ordinary disciples, but he couldn't get into the eyes.

Only the masked kid next to Su Xian looked a little confused.

Even, in the eyes of the black, the kid's figure seemed to be a little familiar.

"I'll deal with that kid." The black cloth said to the people around him in a deep voice, and sacrificed the short knife in his hand, and the person had already rushed towards Xiao Chu, but the aftermath fell in the ears of the red makeup, "That little girl will be left to you." ”

Red Makeup glared at Hei Yi very happily, but he couldn't stop it, Black Yi was already wrestling with Xiao Chu, Red Makeup had to raise his eyebrows and hug Qin in front of him, and said to Su Xian in a bad tone: "Three moves." ”

Su Xian was silent, she naturally knew the meaning of red makeup, he only gave her three moves, and he concluded that she could only pick him up for three moves.

Knowing that the enemy this time was different from before, Su Xian naturally didn't dare to be careless, but the enemy was in front of her, but her expression seemed more and more calm, a smile came out of the corner of her lips, and she said to the red makeup: "Let's shoot." ”

Seeing her smile, Hongxiang couldn't help but sneer, his right hand has been on the string, just plucked and played, until this time the sound of the piano was condensed, and then the fingertips moved lightly, the sound of the piano with a treacherous killing array like a storm to Su Xian, it is an ancient song "Autumn", which was composed by a genius a hundred years ago, this song sounds uninhibited, but it implies a quiet and tactful sorrow, which is in response to the life of that genius. Su Xian had also learned this piece, but since she gave the piano to Chu Qingjiu, she stopped playing the piano and changed to learning the flute. The snow broken by the flute is completely different from the piano music.

Su Xian was familiar with the tune, and he was a little flustered when he dealt with it before, but he found a flaw in just a moment, and followed the sound of the tune, and he was able to avoid all the killing moves.

Seeing that her figure was getting faster and faster, Hongxiang couldn't help frowning, as if she was a little puzzled, and after a while, she changed her tone and said, "It turns out that you also understand the rhythm of music, no wonder." ”

People who use music as a weapon will naturally not be confused by music and rhythm, no wonder Fang Cai's Yan Zhixin has been disturbed by the sound of his piano, but Su Xian is still safe.

Su Xian's body was like a flutter, and the hem of his clothes brought a gust of wind, and he had already turned sideways to avoid the last move of the red makeup, and only then did he have the opportunity to say loudly: "One move." ”

Su Xian knew that the red makeup had a deep foundation, and she was just taking advantage of the same practice of music and rhythm to be able to survive unscathed, although her previous actions seemed easy, but she also spent a lot of effort, if she continued like this, not to mention the third move, I am afraid that even the second move would not survive.

Red makeup also saw Su Xian's situation, he glanced at the side, the black clothes and Xiao Chu were fighting, I don't know if the black clothes were intentionally trying or what, the two actually fought evenly, he looked slightly surprised, and then said to Su Xian: "If you don't take it seriously, the next move will be dead." He twisted the strings, but instead of playing them, he led them to pick them up gently, and the soft strings were like bowstrings, and a faint red wind blade condensed on the strings, ready to go.

Knowing the power of the red makeup, Su Xian also smiled, but he did not make any more offensive and defensive moves, but instead lowered his hand and put away the stick in his hand, as if he was caught.

Red Makeup frowned at her, not understanding what this person's idea was.

However, the next moment, Su Xian had an extra jade flute in his hand.

The jade flute is snow-white and transparent, the flute body is shining, and the power of immortals and demons is faintly revealed. Seeing the flute, Red Makeup suddenly glared at Su Xian and said, "This is ...... Flute?! ”

"Who the hell are you?!" Red makeup took a step forward, no matter what the piano was, he raised his hand to grab Su Xian's shoulder, but Su Xian leaned over and flashed, brought the flute to his lips, and gently blew out a note.

The flute was played by the song "Shocking Autumn" played by the red makeup before, but the original majestic song came to Su Xian, and it turned into a somewhat cheerful tune, which caused the red makeup body to be shocked, and he couldn't help but turn white.

"Stop!" The red makeup didn't care about anything else, stabilized his mind, kept plucking the strings in his hand, and played the song "Shocking Autumn" again, only this time he condensed eight points of spiritual power on his fingertips, although it was a song with Fang Cai, it was a completely different killing, a piano and a flute, the two blended together, although there was no edge, but the whole hut was shaken!

And this movement naturally alarmed the black clothes and Xiao Chu, who were originally just fighting, and the black clothes were a little more impatient with their faces, and looked at the two who made these sounds, and the short knife in his hand suddenly turned a cold dark color.

Xiao Chu didn't get Su Xian's order to stop, so he wouldn't stop, he just kept attacking the black clothes, he had already been injured by the black clothes, but he didn't seem to be aware of it, and the shot didn't slow down, the black clothes had already realized that something was wrong with this opponent, but this guy looked like a human and not a human, like a ghost and not a ghost, it was difficult and terrible. The four protectors of their ghost sect have rarely failed to make moves, even if they met some people who had cultivated extraordinary, they were able to retreat with their whole body, but how could they have been entangled like this by such two little ghosts. The black clothes had some resentment in their hearts, and their shots were even more ruthless, but when these attacks reached Xiao Chu's body, they seemed to have no effect.

Even if a hole was poked in his chest by his knife, Xiao Chu's skills did not affect it in the slightest.

Black clothes suddenly thought of a person, in the ghost gate, there was also such a guy who did not look like a living person.

There was suddenly a trace of disgust in his eyes, and he used his strength in his hand, and as soon as he shook Xiao Chu away, he was about to make another killing move.

It's just that his body is still in the air, and a huge coercion is overwhelming from all directions, and he is so shocked that he can't move!

He had a bad heart, he didn't know what the reason was, but he was afraid that Xiao Chu would take the opportunity to attack, but he waited for a while and didn't see Xiao Chu come forward, only to realize that Xiao Chu on the other side was also imprisoned. The sound of the flute and the piano stopped almost at the same time, and both of them stood in place as if they were dressed in black, not moving.

In an instant, the previous battle scene disappeared, and the four people in the field were pressed by that vast and majestic spiritual power at the same time, and no one could get rid of it.

The red makeup sank his face and said to Su Xian: "What trick are you playing?" ”

Su Xian couldn't help laughing, but there was a little helplessness in his eyes: "Do you think I can make the two of you unable to move?" ”

Red makeup sneered: "You still have to practice for seventy or eighty years." ”

"Then what do you want me to say?" Su Xian said.

Red makeup glared at her: "Isn't it a trick made by your Zhiming Sect?" ”

"I don't know who is playing more tricks."

Su Xian said a word about red makeup, but neither of them could move, although red makeup was angry, she could only stare dryly, Su Xian felt tired from fighting, and everyone couldn't move at this time, so she was happy to get back the loss she had suffered in the fight just now, and there was no sentence with red makeup, red makeup was angry but couldn't say anything about Su Xian, and couldn't help but glance at the black clothes next to him: "You just look at it like this?!" ”

Heiyi didn't plan to participate in the bickering between the two, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but say, "What else can I do if I don't watch." ”

The black clothes were reasonable, and the red makeup couldn't find the words to refute it.

The four people who had just beaten you to death stood and looked at each other stiffly.

In fact, Su Xian is also suspicious, there are only four of them here, plus a Yan Zhixin who is still lying on the ground crying and his liver is broken, in addition, there is no breath of others, but this spiritual power that crushes them to the point of being unable to move is real, this power does not know where it comes from, and I don't know what to do, the four of them stood still for a long time, and they didn't see anything happen. So who is this force? In this world, how many people have such cultivation?

Su Xian thought silently, but she couldn't come up with a clue, and she closed her mouth, and the red makeup over there was also tired of scolding, so she paused a little and was quiet all around. It was also in this silence that Mrs. Yan's sobbing voice became particularly clear.

"Madam......" Su Xian suddenly raised her eyes to look, but saw that Yan Zhixin had stood up without knowing when, the sound of the red makeup piano had already stopped, but Yan Zhixin still had tears in her eyes, as if she couldn't calm down the chaotic mood, she heard Su Xian call her name, and then she looked at it at a glance, and hesitated towards Su Xian: "There is something on your body." ”

Su Xian didn't understand what Yan Zhixin meant, she couldn't move, so she had to open her eyes and look at her.

Yan Zhixin walked over on his own, raised his hand and gently touched Su Xian's body twice, and found a mirror.

Su Xian looked at the mirror and finally understood what Yan Zhixin meant: "Xuanyang mirror? She still remembered that this mirror was brought by Xiao Chu the night before leaving the Bilan Mountain sent by the empty cicada, although she accepted the mirror at that time, she didn't guess why Shu Wuzhi did this, and now she understands at a glance, what should be the connection between this mirror and Yan Zhixin, so Shu Wuzhi asked her to bring it over.

Yan Zhixin carefully hugged the mirror into his arms, sighed softly, looked at Su Xian and said, "He wants me to wait here all the time, one day, I will wait for what I want." ”

She had no clue what she said, but Su Xian heard it, and the "he" in Yan Zhi's heart should be Shu Wuzhi.

What Yan Zhixin was waiting for was this Xuanyang mirror. It's just that what is the Xuanyang Mirror to Yan Zhixin?

When the two were talking, Hongxiang had already opened his mouth impatiently: "Is it you woman who is doing ghosts?" ”

Yan Zhixin ignored him, didn't even look at him, just looked down at the mirror as if he didn't hear his voice.

"I've finally seen you, Yueran." Yan Zhixin looked down at the mirror, his eyes were filled with mist, and tears fell like rain in an instant.

Su Xian didn't know what she saw, she followed Yan Zhixin's gaze, and as soon as her eyes touched the mirror, she felt light, and there was a moment of streamer in front of her.

When she saw the surroundings clearly, she found herself in a familiar room, sitting crookedly beside Chu Qingjiu, holding his hands lazily and squinting, Su Xian looked at him, he raised his eyelids, a smile pulled up the corner of his lips, and said in a soft voice: "Ah Xian is so good, when I take you to escape from this Xuanyue Sect in the future, I will marry you home, okay?" ”

The sunlight outside the window sprinkled in through the gaps between the flowers and leaves, embellishing Chu Qingjiu's body with brilliant gold, Su Xian felt that he hadn't seen Chu Qingjiu like this for a long time.

This scene was too familiar, but in an instant, Su Xian understood, and everything in front of him was an illusion.

It's just that unlike the illusion in the Xuanyang Mirror before, this time, she seems to have fallen into the illusion of the Xuanyang Mirror, so she can't tell the truth from the fake for a while.

"Ah Xian?" Chu Qingjiu called softly again, staring at her with a pair of bright eyes.

Su Xian met these eyes, and for the first time he didn't want to wake up from his memories.