The body of the Pointing Heaven Sword was faint with blue mist, a small face appeared in the mist, and a childish voice came out from the Pointing Heaven Sword: "Mother."

"Feng'er." The woman ran over, weeping silently.

"Mother, Feng'er doesn't want to be in this mural."

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then became extremely kind: "Feng'er, my mother is sorry for you all these years, trapped in these 200,000 years, becoming a painting, unable to move or speak." Since you are not a guard, go out, my mother has been looking forward to this day for a long time. ”

"Mother, you have to be good, Feng'er's farewell, never see you." The child's Shui Ling's eyes were full of tears, and he looked at Han Jiangxue, "Please also ask my brother to let my mother go." ”

After the child finished speaking, he waved his hand at the woman, "Goodbye, mother."

The woman lay on the ground and cried, tearing her heart, and then she calmed down and said to the three of them: "Let's go, the seal of heaven has spirituality, and good and evil have their own destiny." If you get out of this Phantom Travel Tower, please find the Soul Separation Bead and let me enter reincarnation. ”

"What is the Soul Bead? Can you tell us? Fei Liwan asked.

The woman spoke: "The Soul Bead is an ancient artifact, but it's a pity that the anger is too heavy, and it was destroyed by Father Kua with a mountain opening axe. It has never been sacrificed again, including the Great War of the Righteous Demons, but after that Great War, the souls of the soldiers who died in battle disappeared on the Olan Festival. ”

"Olan? After the door of ghosts is opened, it will not enter reincarnation. Han Jiangxue fell into deep thought, this so-called disappearance can be explained.

"Definitely. It is precisely because of the chance encounter with the Yu Lan Festival that no one suspects, only the person concerned, that is, we know. Our souls were gathered in a blood-red bead, and one day, a trace of my soul awakened and appeared in this Phantom Brigade Tower, becoming the guardian of this tower, and we have only one thing to protect the Phantom Brigade Tower. For 200,000 years, we have been in this mural, day after day, year after year, waiting for today's arrival. The woman said hatefully.

"Who owns the beads?" Liao Yebo asked.

"I don't know." The woman bowed her head.

"As long as there is one guard on this tower, this tower will not be destroyed, right? How many guards are there, Feng'er is not a guard, why is he in the mural? Fei Liwan asked three questions in one breath.

"That's right, but if you think I'll be the one to hold back the Phantom Tower, you're very wrong, and I can't disobey the mission of defending the tower even if it is destroyed. I don't know how many guards there were, but they were all among the best in front of the guard. My son has not yet been born, the demon war, stillborn, I was selected as a guard, and I took my son's soul and hid it in the Phantom Brigade Tower, if not, my son will enter the soul bead that day, and there will be no reincarnation forever. The woman seemed to be enduring great pain, and she relieved herself and said, "That's all I know, thank you for your willingness to save my son."

After speaking, it turned into a pile of red liquid and returned to the mural, the child in the painting was gone, the corner of the woman's mouth who was hiding her face no longer smiled, and a drop of red flowed from under the sleeve, Han Jiangxue said that it was tears.

"Let's go, these three floors have finally passed." Liao Yebo said.

"I don't understand what this woman said, if the Soul Bead is in the hands of the Demon Dao, the person who arranges the guard is the person of the Demon Dao, but why does he want to arrange guards to protect the Sealing Heaven Seal, he should seize the Heavenly Seal." Fei Liwan asked puzzled.

"I'm thinking about that, too." Liao Yebo patted his head, "Maybe the guards weren't arranged by the people of the Demon Dao, maybe they were the right way?" ”

"If the Soul Separation Bead is in the hands of the righteous path, and the person who arranges the guards is a good person, why does he collect the souls of tens of millions of soldiers into the Soul Separation Bead? How could the people who arranged the guards know that the Heavenly Seal would be sacrificed in this Phantom Brigade Tower in 200,000 years? The Demon Dao can't take off this Heavenly Seal, so she needs to borrow our hands, but she also said just now that the righteous demons can't take off the Heavenly Seal, and how can a person who doesn't know magic reach the top of the Phantom Brigade Tower? Fei Liwan thought about it, and there were more and more question marks on her face.

Liao Yebo scratched the back of his head, these questions were really nerve-wracking, "Master Han, what do you think about this?" ”

The discussion between the two was in full swing, and Han Jiangxue didn't seem to hear it, so he didn't say a word.

Fei Liwan thought about how this sentence was so familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere. Yuan Fang, what do you think? My lord, there must be something strange about this. Fei Liwan finally remembered the TV series she watched in her previous life, when no one accompanied her, she was in front of Jiang Xue and played it herself, and then Jiang Xue rolled her eyes at her, and she laughed alone until her jaw was dislocated. The past has been too long, so long that she is about to forget.

Before they knew it, they had reached the fourth layer, and the fourth layer and the bottom three layers were not the same style at all, as if there was purgatory below, and these four layers were the Nine Heavens. The breeze is gentle, and the bird bell hanging on the corner of the pagoda hall emits a crisp 'Ding Ding Dong Ding Dong ......' Fei Liwan ran to the window of the pagoda, holding the window sill with a pestle, looking at the green mountains and green waters in the distance, looking leisurely.

"Wood, it's beautiful here." Fei Liwan casually admired, but no one responded to her.

Han Jiangxue has always disliked talking, and it is normal not to answer her, so she asked again: "Brother Yebo, what do you say?"

……

Why is there still no one to answer, Fei Liwan hurriedly turned around, there is no ghost behind her, so what about people?

"Wood! Brother Yebo! Where are you? Fei Liwan shouted loudly, she had escaped death only five minutes ago, and her heart could not withstand the toss.

She searched around the tower, but found no trace of them, didn't these two leave her? No, could it be an illusion set up by the guards on the fourth floor?

"Wan'er." Why is Han Jiangxue's voice so charming, and Fei Liwan shuddered.

"Wood?" Fei Liwan followed the voice to find it.

Belch?! Yes?! Oh!

Fei Liwan saw it...... Enchanting cold river snow?! What is this singing, she rubbed her eyes to make sure she was right.

Han Jiangxue was dressed in white, reclining on a bamboo mat, supporting her head with one hand, her jet-black hair like a waterfall scattered behind her, and her placket hanging down, half-revealing her wheat-colored chest. There was a table in front of him, on which was a pot of tea, he poured a cup of tea with his other hand, put it to his mouth and blew it, took a sip, as he drank the tea, the Adam's apple moved up and down, and Fei Liwan swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously.

He smiled softly at her, like a summer breeze and a roasted sweet potato in winter, well, it should be the warm winter sun. He also threw a wink at her, Fei Liwan blushed a little, and then his thin lips lightly opened: "Wan'er, come here."

Fei Liwan was like a puppet with a string, and walked towards the bewitching man in front: "Wooden ...... Wood, you ...... You're not sick, are you? ”

"Wan'er, it's funny, what do you think of here?" Han Jiangxue waved his sleeves.

"Very good, very good." Fei Liwan was a little sinking, but fortunately she didn't forget her business: "Wood, where is Brother Yebo?"

"He's resting downstairs, don't disturb, don't disturb." Han Jiangxue put her hand on Fei Liwan's shoulder, "Wan'er, the Spring Festival is short, are you sure you want to talk to me for a night?" ”

"It's daylight." She looked up at the window, and the morning star had climbed up to the sky, a Milky Way across the sky, and the purple stars were scorching, what was the situation.

Han Jiangxue moved closer to Fei Liwan, and the hand on her shoulder slowly slid down her arm, sliding to her waist. Fei Liwan found that Han Jiangxue was holding her with both hands from behind, his head was on her shoulder, warm breathing was sprinkled on her ears intentionally or unintentionally, and a strange feeling rushed from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. He seemed to be intensifying, burying his head in her shoulder, his lips kissing her swan's neck.

The second she touched her skin, she regained her consciousness and broke free from Han Jiangxue's embrace, "You are not Han Jiangxue, who are you?" ”

"Wan'er, what's the matter?" Han Jiangxue pressed over step by step, and Fei Liwan stepped back, and finally leaned against the wooden wall of the Phantom Brigade Tower. He put his hands on the wall and restrained Fei Liwan between his arms.

Fei Liwan squatted out from under Han Jiangxue's arm and wanted to escape, but he grabbed his arm and pulled it hard, the force was so great that Fei Liwan's center of gravity was unstable, and she pounced on Han Jiangxue's body, I don't know if he was intentional or unintentional, and fell backwards holding her.

"It turns out that Wan'er wants to fall asleep, so it's very good." Han Jiangxue's evil smile made Fei Liwan feel unfamiliar, she wanted to get up from him, but he turned over and pressed her under him. "Wan'er, it's okay." After saying that, he kissed her red lips.

"You go away." Fei Liwan shouted, "Get out of here." She struggled because she was so scared that her eyes were rolling and tears were flowing uncontrollably.

Han Jiangxue's lips kissed the tears on her face, as if he had been electrocuted, and he had a splitting headache after a long dream, he shook his head, and saw the tearful man in front of him, what he was just doing. Fei Liwan slapped Han Jiangxue and ran away. "Don't come here!" When she saw Han Jiangxue walking towards her, she shouted.

Han Jiangxue stopped, "I'm sorry. He didn't know what to say, although he was already very cautious, he still caught the way of the fourth layer of guards, and he almost destroyed her, she had someone she loved, how could she do such a shameless act.

I don't know when it was daylight again, Liao Yebo ran up from the third floor, and saw Fei Liwan squatting in the corner crying, he walked over: "Girl, are you okay?"

"Brother Yebo." Fei Liwan wiped her tears and replied, "It's okay." ”

As soon as Han Jiangxue turned around, his white clothes changed to dark clothes, and his eyes returned to his former fierceness, this fourth-layer guard must make him feel distracted.

"Admire...... Admire it......" A handsome man came up on the stairs and clapped his hands, "No one has ever dreamed of my spring night in the past hundred years, and you are the first person, young man." The man touched a handful of hair hanging down from his head, "Little beauty, you can stay away from him, you have a heart, but he has no intention." ”

Fei Liwan glared at the man strangely: "Who are you?" What do you mean? ”

The man's vicious eyes looked at Han Jiangxue: "I am a dream of leaving the king, and I hate those hypocrites who look like dogs the most." Love is deep, dreams are separated. Although you wake up from this dream, this man can see clearly? He's going to be tough on you, little beauty, and you won't end well if you stay away from him. ”

"It's just a dream?" Fei Liwan looked at the man suspiciously.

The man laughed: "Is there a difference between true and false, and false and true?"

Han Jiangxue showed obvious impatience, and in a fraction of a second, the Finger Heaven Sword was already across the man's neck.

The man was not in a hurry, but asked, "Is this in a hurry?" ”

"Wood stop. I wonder what's going on. Fei Liwan put aside the Pointing Sky Sword and asked the man, "Meng Lijun, can you explain it clearly."

The man's mouth crooked and thought for a while: "Anyway, you have already passed my level, even the old witch with red blood, I might as well tell you."