He held a long sword in his hand, and his spiritual power was majestic, and he seemed to rush to the high platform desperately, but he was blocked by the enchantment.

"Senior brother!"

Seeing this, Su Yunran hurriedly called out loudly, flicked his sleeves, and wanted to leave, but found that he couldn't move and was frozen in place.

The long sword in the space buzzed, and Su Yunran looked at Nan Shiyan outside the enchantment.

He kept shouting, "Ling'er." The long sword in his hand kept slashing out, making fierce moves, trying to break the enchantment, but was blocked by the enchantment again and again, and was counterattacked.

"Senior brother!"

Su Yunran shouted, but Nan Shiyan didn't seem to hear anything, and still kept trying to break the enchantment, his tone was full of anxiety.

"Ling'er, why are you doing this?"

"Ling'er, are you sober, is it okay to answer Senior Brother?"

Nan Shiyan already had many blood stains on his body, the blood stains on the corners of his mouth were so shocking, his voice trembled, with endless grief.

Suddenly, the long sword in Nan Shiyan's hand fell to the ground, making a sad sound, he covered his heart, and slowly knelt on the ground, his eyes like stars were full of sadness and grief, his eyes were red, and his voice was full of bitterness, bleak and helpless.

"Ling'er, why don't you wait for Senior Brother for a while?"

"Senior brother!" Su Yunran endured the bitterness in his heart and called loudly, "Ling'er is here." ”

Suddenly, Su Yunran let out a painful snort, the jade flute in his hand had disappeared for some time, the spiritual power flashed, the long sword was unsheathed, Su Yunran stood up with great effort, looked around, and between the long sword and stabbing it, several fronts were formed, pulling and deforming the other fronts hidden in the dark.

At this time, Su Yunran spit out a mouthful of blood, and the long sword fell to the ground abruptly.

The pain all over his body was extreme, and his consciousness began to blur, Su Yunran bit the tip of his tongue with great effort, forcing himself to wake up.

With Nan Shiyan's sad call in his ears, Su Yunran took a deep breath, used his spiritual power, and waved his palm at the boulder.

The spiritual power collided with the enchantment, making a deafening sound, the space began to shatter, cracks appeared, and the things in front of him began to shatter and collapse, and gradually, turned into nothingness.

In the end, Su Yunran could only see Nan Shiyan kneeling on the ground decadently, slowly leaving a tear in the corner of his eye.

Poignant and pathetic.

***

On the other side, the woman raised her head, revealing a delicate face.

The cold wind blew, lifting the woman's falling hair, sending a heavy blood.

Nan Shiyan looked at the familiar face in front of him, his voice was full of trembling, his face was full of grief, and he was full of disbelief.

"Ling ······ ······"

Nan Shiyan stepped forward quickly, but when he was about to reach the boulder, he was blocked by an enchantment and could not continue to move forward.

A poignant smile flashed on the delicate face of the woman in purple, and the blood stains on the corners of her mouth matched the tear mole, with a bit of enchantment in her sadness.

There was despair and bitterness in her voice, and relief and renunciation in her expression.

"Senior Brother······

"Wait······ I. ”

"Ling'er!"

Nan Shiyan was shocked, and immediately continued to attack the enchantment, but saw that the woman's body suddenly began to burn, the fire was fierce and fierce, and even the scorching temperature could be felt.

"Ling'er!"

The surroundings suddenly shone brightly, and Nan Shiyan tilted his head, and his consciousness was blurred for a while.

The space distorted, and Nan Shiyan heard a familiar voice.

"Senior brother!"

Su Yunran walked quickly, looking anxious.

"Ling'er?"

Nan Shiyan was in a trance for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly pulled Su Yunran into his arms, hugged him tightly, his voice trembled, and he spoke incoherently: "Great, you're fine." ”

Feeling Nan Shiyan's uneasiness, Su Yunran stretched out his hand and patted Nan Shiyan's back soothingly, "Senior brother, Ling'er is here." ”

After a while, both of them calmed down and found that the spiritual power around them was converging in one direction, and a jade path appeared.

The two of them looked at each other, and their hearts were clear, so they both clenched their swords and walked along the path.

The spiritual power became more and more refined, and when it came to the end, a small case appeared, on which an incense burner was burned, and a man in a robe sat on the ground, holding a tea cup in his hand.

Hearing the footsteps, the man raised his eyes, turned his head, and smiled peacefully.

"Miss Seven, Young Master Yan, the two are polite."

Such a result was obviously expected by Su Yunran and Nan Shiyan, both of them bowed their heads and said respectfully: "Master of False Words." ”

Talking in vain, he looked at Su Yunran with gentle eyes, his calm eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, deep and inclusive, his voice was ethereal, with a bit of an indescribable smile, "Exactly." ”

"I'm lying about it." After seeing Su Yunran and Nan Shiyan, he raised his head and looked into the distance, with a somewhat empty atmosphere.

"Nothing is a lie."

Su Yunran and Nan Shiyan glanced at each other, and at the same time took the long sword in their hands, and saluted: "I've seen the master." ”

When I was in the teacher's door, the mental method of exhausting my cultivation was called non-delusion, and the end of my life was speechless.