The seal gradually dissolved into the blood vine blood. The last trace is also gone.

"Get out of the way!"

With a loud shout, everyone hurriedly dodged and jumped backwards. With a bang, the sky above the originally intact corridor began to shatter as the blood vine dissolved the seal. It seemed to be a broken mirror, falling down one by one. Falling to the ground and falling into pieces.

"Then you're fine, are you? What happened to me? ”

"It's okay, and Ziyu is fine." I don't know whether to be happy or surprised, the five-color Mingqin Ming Zhen's Ziyu vomited blood, but it didn't hurt half of her heart, although Ziyu's heart was not in her body.

The seal set up tens of thousands of years ago in the cloister was opened, and the next seal was very simple. Feng Yan held the Feng family totem in his hand, unlocked the seal layer by layer, and led everyone towards the Feng family cemetery, the inside of this mysterious place.

Nan Zili hugged Shangguan Ziyu horizontally, and no longer paid attention to the five-color Mingqin on the ground, and the dignified ancient artifact was abandoned like this. Feng Yan shook his head, and helplessly picked up the five-color piano on the ground, this qin could not let it disappear, it had not yet played its most important role.

"The five-color piano, the beloved thing of the first demon emperor." Looking at this piano with a sigh, there are still traces of Shangguan Ziyu's blood on it, some of which slowly seep into the body of the piano, and his eyes light up, and he looks at his apprentice with a smile, "Apprentice, apprentice, you are considered to have good luck." ”

Shangguan Ziyu smiled bitterly, "Master, don't tease me, I'm going to be lucky." As long as she thought of the powerlessness she felt when she played the five-colored harp, she was afraid from the depths of her heart, afraid that she would lose her mind again, and that the air blade emitted by the strings would hurt the innocent.

"You may not know that the five-colored narratin is a blood to recognize the Lord, and since it is willing to absorb your blood, it proves that it recognizes that you are its new master."

"New master?"

"This piano used to have its old owner." As he spoke, his tone darkened, and the general piano would change hands, which could only mean that the original owner was completely gone. Is this still the case at last? Feng Yanyue's wish 20,000 years ago can be regarded as fulfilled, "In short, if you play this piano again in the future, you will not be controlled by your mind like Fang Cai." ”

Push open the backmost stone door in front of you, and inside is the cemetery of the Feng family, the underwater cemetery of the Feng family. Like the initial chaotic state of heaven and earth, it is said to be a cemetery, but it is more like a piece of chaotic unopened world, with endless blue, gray-brown, and endless gray-brown in this space, constantly colliding and mixing in this space.

In this chaos, there is only a portrait lying there at the junction of chaos, not moving a single inch in the chaos.

"Feng Yan Yue!"

The person on the portrait is Feng Yanyue, sitting quietly in the waterside corridor, smiling. It's just a smile in my eyes, and I don't know how many talented and beautiful people I have drunk.

The outstretched hand trembled slightly, and the apricot eyes were full of excitement, "Feng Yanyue, I have done what I promised you, and I will save you today, I hope you will not be as confused as before in the future." ”

Feng Yan looked at Yao, and then at Bai Mu, who was holding his sister Feng Yue, and motioned for him to hand Feng Yue into his hands.

"Senpai." Feng Yan put Feng Yue's body into the hands of the Horn.

took Feng Yue's body, and looked at this person who had eyebrows and eyes that were five or six points similar to Feng Yanyue, and his heart was full of mixed feelings for a while.

"Apprentice, play the score for the final chapter of the score. It's time for things to come to an end. ”

Nan Zili put his hand on Shangguan Ziyu's hand.

"No." He is going to play with her, if it is the guqin in the past, it is easy to say, but this is the five-color qin, what will happen, no one can say.

"It's okay, live and die together." Nan Zili's eyes glanced at the strings of the five-color Mingqin, and although the blood stains on the Ziyu were absorbed, there were still many scattered outside the strings.

If Ziyu loses his mind again, he will not be isolated. Her body had endured vomiting blood once, and although it had not damaged her heart, she didn't know if she could bear it again.

Seeing this, he didn't say much.

The overlapping hands caressed the strings, and the last chapter of the score of requiem slowly came out under the hands of the two. The ethereal sound of the piano seemed to take away everyone's breath, and at this moment, only the sound of the piano was left in the chaotic space.

Strange symbols were drawn in the air, and his hands were folded, sparks were bursting, and he pushed outwards violently. With a bang, the drawing out of thin air was suddenly ignited by the flames and headed towards the hanging painting in the chaotic space.

Where the flames passed, there was a crackling sound, and the smell of something being burnt came.

Shangguan Ziyu's hand trembling while playing the piano, the strength of his hand weakened, and he gradually became a little powerless.

"Ziyu?!" Nan Zili lifted a breath of true qi and sent it to her body, her powerless feeling was more like someone had drained the strength in her body, as if life was losing out little by little.

Is it a piano? Or is it this cemetery?

"I'm fine, keep your true anger. There's something quirky here! Her fingers pressed on the strings, plucking them to keep making sure the music didn't end.

"Senior Fu, this cemetery is weird!" Nan Zili wanted to pull her hand and leave, but neither he nor she could let go of her hand, although her consciousness was extremely sober, her body was not under her control, "Hurry up and rescue Senior Feng Yanyue!" ”

Seeing the appearance of the two of them out of strength, Xingxing's eyes glared at Feng Yan, "What did you do!" ”

"It's not what Xiaosheng did, but what this cemetery did." Feng Yan's forehead oozed a trace of sweat, and he fell to his knees with a plop, he was half human and half demon, his physical strength was not as good as that of the big monsters, and his body could not support it.

Bai Mu pulled out the sword at his waist and pressed it against Feng Yan's neck, "Say, how can I get rid of this!" ”

"There's no way, as long as you enter here, unless you go out, you will be absorbed by this space, and finally melt in, melt in, in this chaos."

"Maniac."

"Haha, ha." Feng Yan laughed like crazy, he was crazy, he was indeed crazy. This land of chaos was originally set up by his grandmother Feng Yanyue, and the only one who can unlock this land of chaos is his grandmother.

Bai Mu couldn't wait to kill Feng Yan with a sword, they were kind enough to help his whole family, but in exchange for this kid's plot, he was angry in his heart, and the sword in his hand unconsciously strained a little, "Say, how can I get out of here!" ”

"Bai Mu, don't hurt his life." Shangguan Ziyu's piano tone is getting weaker and weaker, but he is still playing, Nanzi leaves the party because he can't care about self-protection or not, and mentioning his true qi is to protect her safety.

A blood-red cut was drawn on Feng Yan's neck, and the blood drifted outward like droplets along the cut opening, drifting away to the place where the painting was hung.

The Void grabbed a handful of air and shook it casually, blocking the place where the blood droplets went. This painting is actually sucking the lives of others, and even blood to strengthen oneself, and the will of Feng Yanyue is more or less attached to the painting.

She, like him, has been trapped for so many years, and has been persevering in finding a way to escape, and now that he has escaped from the ascension to heaven and obtained a free body, it is time to completely return Feng Yanyue's free body, and when she arrives, she will remember the past and remember the cause of his death.

"Bai Mu, seal his veins, don't let the blood flow more."

"Yes." Bai Mu didn't expect that this would be the case in this chaotic space, not only the continuous loss of vitality, but also the continuous loss of blood in the body.

The wound on Feng Yan's neck has not healed for a long time, the demon has a strong self-healing ability, and there is really a problem in this chaotic space, and the problem is very big.

The flame that came out of the hand of the flame burned on the hanging painting in the center of the chaos with a bang. From the hanging painting came the woman's pleasant voice, a low, foolish smile.

"Shangguan Yao, hehehehehe, we meet again."

"Feng Yanyue, I saved you from this place of suffering today."

"Haha

"I'm sorry for you!"

Boom - the fire is more powerful with its own inside, burning the hanging painting, wanting to break the enchantment in the hanging painting.

"20,000 years have passed, and you are still so naïve, ha As the laughter grew louder and louder, the flame on the painting gradually went out, getting smaller and smaller, and returned to nothingness.

The painting is still in its original form, floating intact in the middle of the chaos.

The woman in the painting with low eyebrows and a shallow smile raised her head leisurely, her fingers twitching the hair that fell from her temples. The jade feet with red embroidered shoes stretched out the distance of the painting, and stepped steadily in this chaos.

The black Luo Qun, like an elf in the dark night, is dotted with some red gems in the middle, like blood splashing up.

"You, you've already broken through the barrier!" Shocked, he retreated a few steps back, "This can't be!" ”

"Everything in the world is possible, and it is impossible for me to step out of the barrier you have set up." Feng Yanyue took the corner of her skirt and turned around, and the silver bell on her arm jingled, just like her mood at the moment, "It's not your enchantment that traps me, it's the Feng family's enchantment." ”

"But, thank you for helping me lift the barrier, and it's time to go outside."

"Who the hell are you, demon!" The blue tendons on the forehead of the horn burst out, although this person walked out of his hanging painting, his personality is very different from Fengyue, how can it be Fengyanyue.

"Who will I be if I'm not Feng Yanyue, is it the prince and his wife." The smile on the corner of her lips hinted at bloodthirsty, she had been trapped in the Feng family's cemetery for so long that she had almost forgotten who she was.

Shangguan Ziyu stopped playing, her physical strength was also exhausted, and she was lying weakly in Nan Zili's arms, panting slightly. This land of chaos had really sucked her too much, too much physical strength.

Getting out of here was her only thought.

She bowed her hand to Feng Yanyue, "Seniors, juniors have kept their promises." ”

Feng Yan Yue Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled and took steps, step by step, he squinted his eyes slightly, and kept looking at the unfamiliar Feng Yan Yue in front of him, as if he had changed his personality, and his temperament changed in an instant.

This kind of Feng Yanyue was something he had never seen before, more like a dark inner her.

Her fingertips pressed against his heart, and she gritted her teeth word by word, "Do you know that I have been here for countless difficult days, and every time I want to break you into pieces!" Move your fingertips up, hook it on his jaw, and pick it lightly.

"But then I figured it out, hate can't solve any problems, it's better to take revenge than hate! Shangguan Yao, you say that's the truth? ”

She had the aura he knew, but not the one he knew. This Fengyan Yue is also different from her after re-acquaintance in the demon world before.

She knocked off her fingers against her jaw, "From now on, we don't owe each other." ”

"No, you owe me something."