Chapter 33: White Lotus Picks Bells and Returns to the Roots
In the illusion, in the same space, two people who are completely different divide into completely different colors. Mu Yu, who regained his memory, fell into a sad predicament because of the dissipation of Zhang Xiyue again.
Just when the darkness struck and the figure in the ancient robe slammed into attack, the familiar poem horn sounded, and the absent figure walked out of Mu Yu's body accompanied by the blooming white lotus.
"It's you! It's true! The figure in the ancient robe said in surprise, his heart full of suspicion.
I saw the fragrant white lotus brushing the dust lightly, and said in a calm tone as always: "It's Su, the first time we met, Mu Yu." ”
"Hahaha!" Dark Mu Yu laughed when he heard Su Zhenzhen's words: "Interesting, Su Xianren, you will actually admit me, you will actually admit that I am Mu Yu?!" ”
"Of course." Su Huanzhen said with a calm expression: "Your Excellency is indeed Mu Yu's infallibility, this matter Su naturally cannot deny, but it has been hidden so far, Your Excellency's forbearance surprised the inferior." ”
"Really!!" Dark Muyu's heart was full of resentment, and his face was full of madness: "If it weren't for me secretly making my memories available to him, he, a waste?" I'm afraid it's been a long time ago! If he had been fully sane, maybe I would have become one with him, but! Dark Mu Yu pointed at Mu Yu, who was sitting there, and his words were full of disdain: "He's just a broken soul consciousness, so he's not worthy!" If it weren't for the existence of the innate gossip map, I would have devoured him a long time ago! ”
As he spoke, a fine light flashed in Dark Muyu's eyes, and a long-hovering thought in his heart blurted out: "Su is true, let's cooperate!" ”
"Su refuses!" Su Zhenzhen's tone, his mentality is extremely firm.
"Why! I can do what he can do, and I will even do better than him! ”
"Su, we must not allow the heroic spirit of the same way to become a tool of a careerist."
"Yes! That's a pity! ”
The word regret showed the cold and ruthless, and then an evil atmosphere crushed from all directions, and the White Lotus Holy Qi was suppressed.
"He and I are one after all, this world is the common realm of both of us, here, you are just a little spiritual sense, like an ant." The faint sound came from all directions to Su Huanzhen's ears.
"Great Brahma Holy Palm!" Su Zhenzhen's eyes flashed, and the name of Buddhism came out, and a mighty current went straight to Dark Mu Yu.
"What!" Dark Mu Yu stared at the palm of his hand, and the palm strength broke through Su Zhenzhen's strong current and rushed straight towards Su Zhenzhen's soul body, Su Zhen couldn't help but take three steps back, "The strength of the fragrant white lotus, is this the only way!" ”
In the face of Dark Muyu's provocative words, Su still really didn't move, jumped into the air, and the move was lucky, "Xuanyuan moved the mountains and rivers with one finger!" With a command, a finger wind that was more than a few feet long pointed directly towards Dark Mu Yu.
Facing Xuan Yuan's finger, Dark Muyu didn't dodge or dodge, stepped forward to meet it, and suddenly the wind ran through his body, and Dark Muyu turned into black smoke and disappeared without a trace.
However, Su Huanzhen's expression did not relax, but his expression became more and more serious, and in an instant, as if he had a sense, Su Huanzhen's right hand swept the dust, and between them, a palm of Dark Mu Yu suddenly attacked, and Su Huanzhen took a few steps back.
Just as he was retreating, Su Huanzhen's left hand slapped to the top of his head again, and in an instant, the black mist condensed into a human form, and he fell from the sky with one foot in the air, and suddenly Su Huanzhen's feet suddenly bent down for a few minutes.
Later, I saw that Dark Mu Yu's body was vertical, his body shape was reversed, and the continuous attacks came from all directions, and he really responded calmly.
However, the evil atmosphere gradually eroded the holy qi, and the evil gradually suppressed the right, and the white belonging to Mu Yu was getting less and less.
"Drink!" I heard that Dark Mu Yu shouted violently, slapped a palm on Su Huanzhen's right arm, and the dust was suddenly taken off, and the white lotus spirit body also showed the appearance of virtual and real transformation, "My life is over!" ”。
"The next palm, cut you, fate!" Dark Mu Yu held one hand behind him, and after speaking, an illusory magic shadow appeared out of thin air, the evil atmosphere gathered, and the last white belonging to Mu Yu couldn't help but be turbulent.
At the critical moment, I suddenly heard: "Suzaku swayed three waves of water, Danqing is indistinguishable from the false, it is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and a hundred flowers are left, the spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns into ashes and tears begin to dry." ”
The familiar poem horn and the familiar tune of the piano evoke the strange emotions of Su and Zhenzhen, and what follows is the regretful past that makes him choke.
"Who!" When Dark Muyu heard the tune of the piano, he suddenly felt an inexplicable anxiety in his heart, and saw a curtain looming, and the figure of one of the pink clothes also played a faint piano tune with the curtain.
"The breeze is incomprehensible, turning over the yellow scroll, the body in the dream, the love of life and death, the same flower blooms for a thousand years, looking at the sea and turning the mulberry field alone, looking at the love of a lifetime with a smile, a few times to know the king to the world, meeting like the first meeting."
"Pick the bell! Pick bells! "The familiar scene, Su is really no longer timid, step by step, running into the curtain, only this time,
No more fear of alarming dreams.
"You guys!" With a blow of anger, Dark Muyu went straight to the curtain, but the moment he entered the White Domain, he turned invisible, "How is it possible!" ”
"Why can't it be." The most bland voice was like a thunderstorm in the ears of Dark Muyu.
Mu Yu turned over and stood up, looked at Dark Mu Yu, and suddenly his holy aura was great, and the realm that belonged to Dark Mu Yu was crushed quickly.
"You! How could it be! ”
Dark Mu Yu's eyes widened, and there was inexplicable fear in his heart.
"Li Jingxi is Mu Yu, but Mu Yu is not Li Jingxi." Mu Yu was not in a hurry, put his hands in his jacket pockets, and slowly walked towards Dark Mu Yu, every time he took a step forward, the darkness decreased by one point, and all of Dark Mu Yu's attacks had turned into nothingness the moment he approached and entered the White Domain.
"Only I can end this destiny, return it to me." After speaking, Mu Yu, who walked in front of Dark Mu Yu, stretched out his left hand, and the innate gossip diagram appeared, and suddenly gave birth to a majestic force that melted and absorbed Dark Mu Yu.
"No, I'm not convinced! I'm not convinced! ”
"Not convinced?"
Hearing Mu Yu's shout, Mu Yu stopped, "I don't accept you to bite me!" ”
After speaking, he increased his strength, and between shouting, Dark Muyu had already absorbed all of them into the soul body. At the same time, in reality, Mu Yu's body also had an inexplicable sense, and there was a faint tendency to break through.
"Ahem! Two of you! Turning his head, Mu Yu looked at Su Huanzhen, who was afraid of being in the curtain for a while, and said, "This time, thank you." ”
"Friend ......"
"Childe is polite." Before Su could really speak, the style bell had already spoken.
"What, it's rare for the two of you to meet, so I'll leave first." As he spoke, Mu Yu, who didn't want to be a light bulb at all, arched his hand.
"Wait!" "Wait!" In unison, the voices of a man and a woman sounded, and both parties couldn't help but turn red.
"What's wrong?"
"The time for the inferior and the bell picking is running out.
”
"It is possible to return to the gossip map at any time."
"So the inferior has something to give you."
Seeing Su Huanzhen and his wife singing and harmonizing, Mu Yu couldn't help but be confused for a while.
"Drink!" I saw Su Huanzhen pointing out, and a spiritual light came out from Su Huanzhen's fingertips and pointed into Mu Yu's eyebrows.
At the same time, the virtual state of Su Huanzhen became more and more obvious, however, as the wind bell sounded, the virtual speed gradually slowed down.
"Pick the bell."
"Husband."
When Mu Yu opened his eyes again, Su Feng and the others had disappeared without a trace, and the innate gossip map in the air was as always interpreting the legend of the thunderbolt, everything as if it had never happened......
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