was bitten by Mei Xiaoyun, Mu Yun couldn't help but be shocked, and for a while he didn't know if this was really an illusion.

Especially thinking that Yan Junlin had set up a game before, and almost killed Mei Xiaoyun by mistake, Mu Yun even suspected that he was repeating his old tricks and forcing himself to "show sincerity" on the spot.

But in the blink of an eye, Mu Yun felt that it was inappropriate, how did he know that Yan Junlin didn't anticipate his own thoughts, and deliberately conjured up Mei Xiaoyun's appearance, so that he couldn't start?

Most of them are already trapped in the illusion array now, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction in all the knowledge of the six senses, how can they be trapped in the illusion and be willing to wait for death?

What's more, in Chaotian Que that day, Mei Xiaoyun once killed herself, and she was not a good person at all, so what did it matter if she retaliated with a tooth for a tooth?

Nowadays, there are many people who repay virtue with grievances, and even sell their fame and reputation, enjoying all the glory and wealth, if they blindly repay their grievances with virtue, isn't it too stupid?

If you don't do it, you are doomed to a dead end, and if you do it, there is still a glimmer of life. As the saying goes, people don't do it for themselves, and heaven and earth will destroy it, since things have developed to such a situation, it is precisely when they are constantly interrupted and they are chaotic, and they can only blame God for making people!

Once evil thoughts arise, they are like wildfires, how can they be curbed for a while?

Mu Yun was eager to survive, and he no longer had time to care about any conspiracy and calculation, and at the moment, his palms condensed the remaining strength, and he hit "Mei Xiaoyun" in the chest!

There was a crackling sound of bones cracking under his palm, so crisp that it seemed to penetrate his ear drums, and Mu Yun suddenly felt a splitting headache, as if something was being peeled out of his mind. The pain was even a hundred times more intense than the bite in his throat, and it almost made him feel unbearable.

"Mei Xiaoyun" let out a miserable hiss, her expression was even more ruthless and crazy, and her sharp teeth were clenched tighter, clearly in an unending state.

Mu Yun raised his palms with difficulty, and was about to slam them out again, but an inexplicable sharp pain appeared in his mind, and the pain made his whole body spasm.

The trembling hands finally fell slowly, and the condensed true qi quietly dissipated, although Mu Yun smiled bitterly, he felt a heartfelt relief.

That's it, fate should be like this, what does the husband say, but I don't know whether this is to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, or is it too much to hold on and tolerate adultery?

But in any case, everything has nothing to do with you in the future, although it is inevitable to regret it, but fortunately, this is your own choice? Finally have a clear conscience.

I always want to do my best for the people close to me, but in the end I am only used by others, but it is better to return to dust and dust to be clean.

In a lifetime, in the autumn of grass and trees, it is commendable to do something, but it is even more precious to do something.

As for how to achieve the state of "doing nothing without doing nothing"? There seems to be no solution in this life? Let's wait for the next life to find out.

Life and death have been put down, the spiritual platform is finally clear, and the pain of the bite in the neck is no longer felt? But the sound of jade vibranium was faintly heard in his ears.

A sonorous and high-pitched melody cascading gradually? It's like an angry sea, like a white wave rolling over the clouds, and the majestic righteousness fills the blue sea and blue sky? It's exciting.

A little bit of Haoran in the chest? Hurry a thousand miles of fresh breeze? The haze finally disappeared, and the vision suddenly changed.

Yan Junlin, who is still buried in the piano on the other side? And the tune he played was different from the previous one? The sound of the strings shook like a muffled thunderbolt striking the top, and the swaying demonic atmosphere was about to destroy the heart and devour the soul.

Mu Yun only woke up at this time, it turned out that he had already pressed the heavenly spirit with the palm of his hand, and he only needed to vomit slightly, and he would be killed on the spot!

Suddenly, Mu Yun had an epiphany in his heart, people's self-interest is nothing more than self-grasping, and in the end, it is difficult to escape the suffering of reincarnation, and only by truly entering the realm of selflessness can it be possible to get a glimpse of the true meaning of the self.

Feeling ashamed, remembering the sound of the piano that woke him up, Mu Yun hurriedly followed the prestige, and just met Mei Xiaoyun's relieved gaze.

But seeing her slender ten fingers pressed and twisted in the void, there was a clear and more string sounding to curb the clouds, and her elegant posture was as beautiful as a lady in a painting, which made Mu Yun sincerely admire.

Mu Yun has truly realized this, and his mind has long been as solid as iron and stone, and he is silently using the Bright Divine Technique at the moment to resist the invasion of the soul suppression demon sound.

While concentrating and listening carefully, Mu Yun only felt that the two melodies echoed and collided, and the wrestling between them had come to a critical juncture.

Yan Junlin's fingers flew like flying, and the urgent sound of the piano was impenetrable, and it smelled like the mournful howl of ten thousand ghosts in Senluo Hell. or when the tongue is pulled, or it is cooked in oil, or it falls into the knife mountain, or it goes through the mortar, after all, it is difficult to escape the destruction of the bones, and the soul can only be reincarnated after a thousand tribulations.

On the other hand, Mei Xiaoyun is calm and unhurried, and the twisting of the kite and plucking the strings is implicit, which naturally reveals the glorious bearing of the ancient sages. Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations.

Mu Yun felt the sound of the piano with his heart, only to feel that the two of them were not contradictory, and the result was the same end, whether it was the shock of hell in disguise, or the guidance of the patriarchal law of the Rites and Religions, after all, it was to warn the world. And only by being upright and impartial can we break through the distinction between life and death, and reach the realm of selflessness from selflessness to self.

In the mist of mysteries, the piano fight has reached the end, Yan Junlin plucked his fingers, and in the roar of Yama, he listened to the roar of the ghost king. The sound of a broken voice was fierce and fierce, like the fire of purgatory, and it was about to burn nine heavens and ten earths.

Mei Xiaoyun pressed the strings, and the sound suddenly turned depressed, and it was almost inaudible for a while. But in an instant, I saw her fingers soaring, the deafening sound was like a thunderbolt, and it was like a storm, and the light after the rebirth of Nirvana was even more dazzling.

Karma and fire refine the soul, the gods shine in the world, the sound and strings are both-for-tat and complementary, holy and demonic, good and evil, life and death, light and darkness, in their respective melodies collide and merge, inspiring a penetrating power that makes people feel breathless, and goes straight to the depths of the soul.

The eighteen disguises of hell have finally come to an end, the soul-suppressing demon sound has gradually fallen silent, and the dancing phoenix has also returned to nirvana, leaving only a sigh of nothingness.

Mu Yun almost forgot that he was trapped in the music illusion before, and even almost killed himself, and only hoped that Yan Junlin and Mei Xiaoyun would continue to play together until they were old.

But a wish is just a wish after all, when the song is played, but seeing Yan Junlin's eyes raised slightly, his expression changed and coughed lightly: "The success is down, the poor monk has indeed underestimated the two donors, and you have won this gamble." ”

Mu Yun secretly said ashamed when she heard this, and Mei Xiaoyun bowed slightly and said: "See the smile, in fact, if Yan Gongzi urges Qin Bo with internal force, the little woman will not be able to resist it at all, so Mu Shaoxia will not escape death, and this gamble should be won by you." ”

Yan Junlin's eyes were deep, and he slowly shook his head and said: "It is difficult to find a bosom friend in the world, and the poor monk is really unwilling to burn the qin and cook the crane, tonight's matter is over, I hope that the two donors will get lost and return as soon as possible, and the door to seek talent will be open to you at any time." ”

Mu Yun's eyebrows were high, and he was still full of vigilance and said: "Yan Gongzi is so favored, he really deserves it, if you are unwilling, we can see a high and low in real kung fu, and there is no fear at all." ”