"Could it be Shang Jiang?" Wan Jinyue looked at Shu Bai with suspicion, "It is one of the four ancient gods recorded in that book, in the illusion created by Yan Wu, Shang Jiang appeared, and she is indeed a woman." ”

"Her ability to create illusions?" Shu Bai also began to think back to the ancient book that he had glanced at a few times.

"Yes, do you say that there will be an illusion left by Shang Jiang in this Yu Xishan."

"Quite possibly." Shu Bai raised the golden roast rabbit in his hand and chewed it in a big gulp.

The bonfire burned all night, and when it was about to be extinguished, the sky was bright.

Wan Jinyue turned over and sat up, and she saw a thin layer of ice on the fox fur.

Yan Wu is lying, so who placed the seal before him? Shang Jiang?

The key to unlocking the seal is the blood of me and Yun Yuan, so is it also blood that summoned Shang Jiang's illusion this time?

She thought as she stroked Yun Yuan's supple hair.

Meow~ The woman's hands were a little icy, and Yun Yuan felt a little cold on her back.

Shu Bai also woke up, and he moved his stiff body.

"While there's still some firewood here, let's roast the rabbit that's left over from last night." As he spoke, the man walked out into the snow in a gray fox fur.

The black tail of a feathered arrow went straight into the sky, and Shu Bai dug up the hare that had not been eaten yesterday under the arrow.

Yun Yuan remembered last night's deliciousness, and unconsciously stretched out her pink little tongue and licked her nose.

Wet wood meets open flames, black smoke drifts up in bursts, and there is no way to judge the specific moment on a day without sun.

After eating the roast rabbit, the two of them and a cat hit the road again.

In front of Yuxi Mountain, they stopped.

"Hey, I might need some of your blood now." Wan Jinyue looked down at the black cat, and Shu Bai took out a dagger from his sleeve.

Yun Yuan heard the conversation between Shu and Wan last night, and she stretched out her right arm very obediently.

The sharp blade gently cut through the flesh, and drops of blood quickly flowed.

Wan Jinyue dismantled the strip of cloth in her hand and clenched her fist hard, and the blood scab that had not grown long was torn apart.

[You're finally here] Wan Jinyue finally heard the strange woman's words clearly this time.

Yuxi Mountain, which was originally covered with ice and snow, turned green in an instant, and Wan Jinyue even felt as if she heard the sound of frogs and cicadas.

"Shu Bai." Wan Jinyue looked around and found that there was nothing here except herself and this lonely mountain. "Yun Yuan." She called again, but there was no response.

Her steps began to panic, and step by step, she saw the world in front of her clearly, which was Xiaxi hundreds of years ago.

[Follow me, and you will see the answer]

A dazzling white light flashed, and Wan Jinyue went to that strange place.

On the vast grassland, there is a plain white round tent, and melodious music comes out of the tent.

Wan Jinyue's feet began to lose control, and she walked briskly, and soon arrived at the tent.

"Brother Night's little life is still as leisurely as ever." It was Yan Wu's voice.

Before Wan Jinyue could react, her hands had already lifted the curtain of the tent, and her feet had already stepped forward.

Under this abnormal movement, the sound of the piano in the night suddenly stopped, and Yan Wuye turned his head to look at the door curtain.

"How can there be such a strong wind in this summer, and this curtain is lifted so high, it is really rare." It was the voice of the night, and he was very calm.

"It's rare." Yan Wu smiled slightly and picked up his wine glass.

Wan Jinyue's rapid heartbeat began to slow down, and it turned out that they couldn't see themselves.

The woman stepped back slightly, leaning on the bookshelf beside her, and the sound of the piano resumed, but it was no longer melodious, and there was a little more melancholy.

Su Ye's skin is very white, and his face is also a little delicate, which is not the same style as Yan Wu's steady and handsome at all.

"Brother Night's Sleeper hasn't had any interesting prophecies lately?"

"Not really." Su Ye's face was very indifferent, as if he only cared about the piano under his finger.

"Yes, Brother Nightstay never cares about prophecy, does he? Brother Nightstay never cared about this world, not even his own life and death. Yan Wu put down the wine glass in his hand, and he stared at the person in front of him tightly.

"You've lived long enough." A piercing sound sounded, as if the silver hairpin had slashed the blade, and the strings had suddenly broken.

"Who thinks they will live long? Brother Su Ye didn't want to be a god all day long, and wanted to be liberated as soon as possible and enter reincarnation. ”

"You and I have no connection in the world, and no matter how long we live, we will just repeat that daily scene."

"In this way, if Brother Nightstay dies because of someone, he will be grateful to someone." Yan Wu gently carried the wine jug and poured wine into the cups of the two, "I've been bothering for many days, I should go back to my Yuxi Mountain today, this glass of wine should be regarded as a resignation." ”

Su Ye suddenly looked at the bookshelf on the side, he smiled slightly, and drank the wine.

Is he smiling at himself? Wan Jinyue's newly calmed heart suddenly beat again.

"Say goodbye today, you cherish yourself." Su Ye put away the smile on his face, he looked at Yan Wu seriously, and said word by word.

The next moment, the white and delicate young man had fallen into the tent.

Yan Wu didn't seem to see anything, he still drank the pot of wine one by one.

Can a prophetic God foresee his own end? With a pot of wine in his stomach, Yan Wu finally got up.

He lifted up Suye, who only had one breath, and used the formation to drain Suye's divine power.

Wan Jinyue's eyes were dark, she had left the plain white round tent, she saw that in the rainy night, a woman dressed in red was holding a green sycamore staff to chase a lion head, antlers, tiger eyes, elk body, dragon scales, oxtail beast.

The beast's pace slowed down, and it was evident that it was powerless to resist.

Yan Wu and Shang Jiang's purpose should be the same at the beginning, seriously injure Su Ye and Chen Guang and absorb their divine power, when the human emperor of these two countries appears, they will naturally disappear, Yan Wu and Shang Jiang escaped the punishment of killing gods in this way.

The strange beast was completely subdued, Shang Jiang put away the green Wu staff, and began to absorb Chen Guang's divine power.

Wan Jinyue watched all this coldly in the rainy night.

It seems that the two bandits who intended to rob eventually clashed because of the uneven distribution of the spoils, Yan Wu was injured by Shang Jiang, and Shang Jiang was killed by Yan Wu.

Wan Jinyue guessed what happened later with her own guess.

[What a smart person, Yan Wu's purpose was to monopolize the territory of Shikoku from the beginning, he didn't just want to escape the death that came with the succession of the human emperor]

Before Shang Jiang's words fell, Wan Jinyue returned to Xiaxi again.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and by the foggy dew lake, a little girl is having fun among the wild flowers, and the big yellow dog is chasing butterflies among the flowers.

"The girl has eaten." The woman's voice was melodious, and the little girl with the wreath raised her head in response, "Mother, I'm coming." ”

The rare purple eyes are the self of hundreds of years ago.

The man dressed as a Taoist priest gradually approached the thatched house, and time was sluggish, and Yan Wu appeared.

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