Ye Luo immediately became alert, and a hint of sharpness flashed in his golden eyes, "Come out!" ”

In extraordinary times, very vigilant.

In order to prevent not being able to see clearly, this time, Ye Luo injected the pure soul power in the three-layer soul altar into the golden pupils, and the runes of the six-pointed star lingered around the golden pupils, slowly rotating.

Golden pupils, open!

When the green light and shadow flashed again, Ye Luo finally saw clearly-

It was a man about 1.85 meters tall, wearing a blue brocade gown, the middle coat inside was snow-white, the belt was dark green, embroidered with graceful willow leaf patterns, and the black satin soaphorn boots were inlaid with silk edges, faintly reflecting in the moonlight.

The man wore a delicate gilt crown of hair on his head, and a jasper hairpin was inserted horizontally. His long hair was like ink, pouring down, and he couldn't see his face clearly, because he had a silver mask of a ghost on his face.

"The green-clothed jade flute boy?!"

Ye Luo was very surprised, and his voice changed tone.

She didn't expect that the person she had been looking for would take the initiative to appear in front of her. It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there.

She poured more soul power into her eyes.

The line of sight is a little clearer.

This time, she saw clearly the green jade flute of the same color as the robe on the waist of the young man in green, and the iconic red-pupiled grimace ring on the thumb of the child's right hand.

"Come out!"

Ye Luo stood still, the light in his golden eyes shimmering, "I have seen you." ”

Light and shadow flashed.

The green shadow reappears.

The green-clothed jade flute boy seemed to have given up his interest in playing hide and seek with her, and stood still ten paces away from her. He was tall and had a gentle and elegant temperament, which was really very incommensurate with his silver mask.

It's just that the visual impact caused by this sharp contrast will leave a deeper impression on people.

"Who are you?" Ye Luo's eyes burned and he asked.

Although she had opened the golden pupil to the maximum, the strange thing was that the silver mask worn by the green-clothed jade flute boy was completely different from the one An Ruxia had brought, and the mask material was very special, which could isolate the prying eyes of soul power and pupil power.

In other words, this mask is an extraordinary soul path artifact.

"The man who came to kill you."

The green-clothed jade flute boy spoke, his voice hoarse, obviously processed, with a hint of metallicness, and there was still a gap between the timbre and the timbre that normal humans should have.

"Kill me?"

Ye Luo was a little surprised.

The true identity of the green-clothed jade flute, she has always had doubts.

The first possibility is Mo Xie; The second possibility is Si Yitian.

Neither of these people has a reason to kill themselves.

Mo Ye, she knows best, he will never kill himself; As for Si Yitian, he is the elder brother of the Emperor, even though he has a relationship with the Ghost Moon Sect, there is no personal vendetta between them, and he doesn't have to take his own life.

The most important thing is that when he was in Moyang Pavilion, the ghost who frequently peeked at him at night, not surprisingly, was Si Yitian. If Si Yitian wanted to let himself die, he could have killed himself effortlessly, and he didn't have to wait until now.

"Yes, kill you."

Although the green-clothed jade flute boy said so on his mouth, he did not have the slightest killing intent on his body.