The harsh and unpleasant voice made Zhan Qingyu's soul tremble, and she lost her voice: "Who are you?"

In front of this illusory fierce eye, Zhan Qingyu felt like an ant. Zhan Qingyu thought that as long as it was willing, she would never survive the blink of an eye.

"Let's make an appointment!" the phantom tempted Zhan Qingyu, and his crimson eyes radiated the soul-snatching light.

"What agreement?" Zhan Qingyu had a hint of calm, and the Taiji Diagram quietly operated to dilute and absorb a trace of evil qi.

"For me to drive for a hundred years, I will spare you from death. "The phantom's eyes shone with a mysterious light.

The thunder and lightning around him were surging, but it still couldn't hide the power of the eyes.

"Impossible!" Zhan Qingyu said categorically: "If it's bad, don't think about it for a minute." ”

"Good thing!hahahaha!" the phantom opened his mouth and sucked in a few bolts of lightning. Stretched out his hand and pulled through a few energy nets, looking at them while waiting for Zhan Qingyu to answer.

"I have one condition, I will serve you for ten years!" Zhan Qingyu said after thinking for a while.

"Tell me about it!" the phantom was stunned for a moment.

"Resurrect the people of my steppe. Zhan Qingyu said loudly.

This is the most painful condition for Zhan Qingyu, if he can't resurrect them, Zhan Qingyu will feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"Huh?" the phantom was about to speak, when he was suddenly stunned, and disappeared into the void crack with a muffled grunt.

And Zhan Qingyu fell heavily.

Suddenly, boundless exhaustion welled up in his mind, and too much energy flowed through the meridians, making it difficult for him to bear.

The sky was dark and calm. In the silence, a few stars who were unwilling to be lonely quietly opened their eyes.

The dark cloud also dissipated silently.

Walk alone in the demonic wilderness. I don't know where I am, the world is barren.

The turbid sky is messy, and the violent aura is surging around him.

"Ancient Era?" Zhan Qingyu frowned.

"Ding!!"

Suddenly, a strange sound of music wafted into his ears, and his heart was quiet.

Suddenly, the grief of losing a loved one and the feeling of no home disappeared.

Looking into the distance, under a black locust tree not far away, Zhan Qingyu vaguely saw a shadow dancing in the chaotic heaven and earth.

With this music, the position is constantly changing up and down, left and right.

No matter how it changes, what the posture is, the grace of the dance, and the grace of the posture can be seen at a glance.

Zhan Qingyu involuntarily approached slowly, her gaze trying to pass through the thick air.

"Woman in purple, solo dance in the wilderness?" Zhan Qingyu frowned and walked over as she watched the blurred sunlight.

The purple guqin reveals the longevity and vicissitudes of time, but it is difficult to hide the beauty of its music. No one plays, no one operates, and several strings are arranged in an orderly and jagged manner on the purple violin bed.

"Ding!!" Such a musical display Qingyu has never experienced it.

It makes people peaceful, it makes people sleep, it makes people dream and don't want to wake up.

Much stronger than the peculiar musicality he had when he killed the watcher.

"Hearing the sound but not seeing the movement of the piano, the musician is supreme. Zhan Qingyu nodded and sat down on the wooden bench behind the purple guqin.

Admire the dancers and listen to the sounds of nature.

As Zhan Qingyu sat down, the turbid surroundings suddenly became clear. A small river that twists and turns in the distance, makes a pleasant crashing sound beside the black locust tree, and then goes away happily.

The branches are full of birds and finches of all colors, and between the dots of broken flowers, the colors are silent but silent, and they are intoxicated in this boundless scenery with the sound of the piano and the wonderful dance.

A purple shirt wraps the exquisite ancient and modern, and is graceful and graceful between gestures.

Suddenly up and down, left and right, suddenly tilted up and then lay down, when about to fall to the ground, a delicate finger stretched out, and like a shocking jade foot and rotated, probing the jade neck and intoxicated. Standing on one leg, the jade lotus went up and down, turning lightly, and the purple embroidered shoes bloomed fragrantly.

The swirling and fragrant wind swept the elves on the black locust tree, the flying flowers seemed to come from a dream, and the flying sleeves allowed Zhan Qingyu to walk on the ethereal mystery of vision and thinking.

The bright eyes, Luan Feng Chaoyang, radiate dazzling temptation.

A rugged waist, soft arms, round calves, and a delicate face. Between the thousands of green silk of jade tassels, a strand of purple hair is more noble, lingering and fluttering with the dancing posture, and the aura can be sprinkled to bind the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

With a smile and a smile, people can't help but think of the warmth of the soft couch and red tent.

All the words in the world could not give her the most appropriate praise: "It is too superficial to sink the fish and geese in the country and the city, and the essence of heaven and earth is especially insufficient." ”

"Then sing a tune to express my praise for you!" Zhan Qingyu smiled slightly, retracting her thoughts from her intoxication.

The sound of the piano suddenly became excited, and the sound of the piano sounded. The surrounding scenery changes, and a battle is just around the corner.

Zhan Qingyu couldn't help but be stunned, and then relieved: "If you change the dance, I will change the song." ”

As soon as the light blue jade sword came out, a curved hook moon loomed on the sword body, and the three-foot green blade shone brightly, and every pick and stab was boundless to kill the west wind.

"The wolf smoke rises, the north looks at the dragon flag, the horse grows, and the sword breath is like frost"

Zhan Qingyu clapped her hands and spoke loudly.

The purple-clothed dancer was shocked, and his moves were a little scattered, but he didn't stop. With a chuckle, the long sword shook to keep up with Zhan Qingyu's rhythm.

Singing, music, and dancing meet.

The artistic conception of the fusion of music and art is extraordinary, and a majestic righteousness fills the sky.

At the end of the song, Zhan Qingyu is still unfinished.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

The birds flew away, and the creek disappeared.

Zhan Qingyu turned his head: "What about the dancer?"

The huge site was empty, and the black locust trees stood in the wind.

Suddenly moved, Zhan Qingyu opened her eyes.

"Hehe!" Zhan Qingyu smiled helplessly, and was about to think about the dancer's whereabouts: "No"

Zhan Qingyu suddenly found that a gust of fragrant wind entered his nose, and everywhere he turned his head, there were delicate decorations and purple tents. Immediately one took off into the air, fell to the ground, and looked around with a thrill.

"This is a woman's room" Zhan Qingyu's brows furrowed, and there was a black line on her head.

In the fog, he found himself in a fragrant room.

Interacting with women is not Zhan Qingyu's strong point, but it is definitely not a weakness, but there is a huge panic at this time.

How did he end up here after killing the Watcher and falling on the tribe's grass?

Even if it has been lifted, it will be completely killed by the watchdogs, and there will be no survivors. Even if someone survives, this house, this fragrance, and this layout are definitely not what the grassland people can have.

"Is it enjoyable to watch?" a weak, boneless voice sounded softly.

"Who?" Zhan Qingyu turned around suddenly: "You, you"

The woman with the sword dance was actually in front of her, although it was still misty and not very light.

Eyebrows, waist, smile, so familiar and unfamiliar.

It's her piano and dance, it's that she dances in front of her, just disappears and reappears.

"My Zhuoma?" Zhan Qingyu's heart trembled: "Impossible, Lingzhi has been devoured by the evil wolf, what I saw"

"Don't panic. The woman smiled slightly, and said, "It's just a coincidence to save your life." ”

"You saved me?" Zhan Qingyu asked in surprise.

Looking back and seeing that there is no injury on my body, it is strange.

The woman seemed to be separated by a veil, and Huang Ying said, "Didn't you climb into my bed by yourself?"

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