His hands tugged at the Phantom Snow Silk, Xingliuyun scratched his face into a bloody blur, unrecognizable, his eyes were lightly closed, his nose was full of breath, the muscles in his cheeks became more angular after being bitten too hard, and the red blood droplets fell down and fell on the dead leaves floating under him, outlining a shocking picture.

"Xiao Cong, there is a jade bottle in your arms, give it to me. Nebula said with a slight tremor in his voice.

Xiao Cong took out the jade bottle from his arms, and hurriedly put it into Xingliuyun's outstretched palm, Xingliuyun bit off the red cork, poured some blue powder on his hand, and then sprinkled it evenly on his face.

His breathing became heavier, but there was not a single moan, not a howl, not even a few movements, just a few mouthfuls of spittle, as if to swallow and digest all the pain.

Time passed quietly in this silent struggle, with Xiao Cong's guilt and the torment of Xingliuyun going farther and farther away, less than half a cup of tea, but it made Xiao Cong feel that it was like a long time that had passed several epochs.

"It's your turn. ”

The surroundings were still quiet, the autumn leaves fell, and the sound of the star cloud seemed to be a thunderclap in Xiao Cong's ears.

Xiao Cong slowly moved his gaze to Xingliuyun, at this time, Xingliuyun had changed to a face that was exactly the same as himself, looking at this face, he was distracted for a while, and after a while, he closed his eyes.

Phantom snow silk gently scratched on Xiao Cong's face, just like Xingliuyun when he was changing his face, without half a pause and hesitation, even though Xiao Cong's tears were like rain, blood and tears mixed together, on Xiao Cong's face into a thin stream fell on the dead leaves floating under Xiao Cong's body, and Xingliuyun was like a highly accomplished art master at this time, concentrating on his creation, even if the person in front of him had become a bloody man, a tearful man, he was still unmoved, nothing could affect his never-ending heart chasing dreams, his determination, his ruthlessness。

When the end of the medicine sprinkled Xiao Cong's miserable face, his shaky mind was finally crushed by this sudden and huge pain, and finally cried, like a helpless child, time seemed to go back to the days when he was still in Xiao Mansion when he was five years old.

When this unspeakable torment finally passed, Xiao Cong opened his eyes and couldn't help touching his "new" cheek, he didn't know what he looked like at this time, and he didn't know what complicated feelings he had in his heart at this time, he raised his head and asked cautiously:

"Like?"

"Believe me, my level is still okay, boss. ”

Xingliuyun smiled faintly, it was the same as Xiao Cong's previous expression, Xiao Cong was fascinated, he couldn't imagine that Xingliuyun imitated the scene he imitated was so realistic, even his voice changed, and his moaning also became Xingliuyun's voice.

"It's a shame that you don't do the show. ”

"If I go to play, how many people will have no food!"

Xiao Cong: "......"

The willow tops on the moon, the cool breeze sighs in late autumn, the voices of people are boiling, the residential area is in full swing, Xiao Cong is back here alone, Xingliuyun has already left, he wants to go to meet with the old flame-loving beast according to the plan conspired with Xiao Cong, when Xiao Cong handed over the jade pendant on his waist to Xingliuyun as a token, when he asked Xingliuyun what he thought, Xingliuyun just smiled:

"Heaven must not be divulged. ”

In the high cornice pavilion, Xiao Cong leaned on the wooden railing and looked into the distance under the moonlight, but it was only gray, like mist, and it was just like the world in his mind. For some reason, he felt that the night was unusually cold, bitterly cold, and the cold wanted to freeze his beating heart, he sighed softly and muttered:

"I don't know what happened to the boss. ”

The existence of the star cloud became more and more confusing in his mind, he didn't know which one was the real him, rebellious and hot, impulsive and cunning, arrogant and calculating......... A man whose nature has been stifled by fate.

In a trance, Xiao Cong seemed to understand everything before Xingliuyun, his disrespect for his father, his domineering towards Ouyang Xun, his presumptuous attitude towards Leng Xiaofeng, and his deviance towards the world...... In fact, these are not his disguises, he just wants to find some things that he should have had in his youth but were ruthlessly deprived of them, some nostalgia, and some small satisfactions that he can't grasp no matter how he grasps. Like a moth, he fearlessly pounced on the blood-beating flame in his heart, burning his last passion for life in pursuit of what seemed trivial to mortals—the truth and freedom of life!

Time passed minute by minute, Xiaofeng under the wooden tower sat on the ground next to a stack of porcelain bowls, soft cheeks, beautiful eyes in the light waves, as bright as the stars in the sky, she turned her head from time to time, looked at the railing on the eaves pavilion and looked at the "star cloud" in the distance, pouted, and then turned her head, seemed to look into the distance, but could not find the focus of her gaze.

Xiao Cong jumped off the Eaves Pavilion, walked to Ouyang Xun's side, learned the tone of Xingliuyun, and said:

"Hey, big man, go and get the mercenaries on the periphery to gather in the center of the formation, and by the way, load these iron guys from wood into the formation. ”

"Why?" asked Ouyang Xun with a puzzled expression.

"If you want to go, you will go, where is so much nonsense!"

"Oh, by the way, I'll let Mu and Feng Yatou go to the guard, and keep an eye on me tonight!"

After Xiao Cong finished speaking, he walked away, and Ouyang Xunji's reluctant elongated voice came from behind him,

"Know—the way—it's over. “

Finding a place where no one was, Xiao Cong ran back to the Xiao Family Post House, he went straight to the side hall, put away the thirteen nirvana coffins, and then hurried back to the residential area non-stop.

Xiao Cong placed the Nirvana coffin at every eye of the Sealing Mountain Array, he carefully sensed the breath in the Nirvana coffin, and said to himself:

"It's still a little hot, but it shouldn't be much worse for tonight...... Alas, if only my father were here. ”

At the time of this catastrophe, Xiao Cong still pinned his hopes on his unattainable father, for this, he was deeply ashamed, but the words were good, in this world, the formation can be divided into two kinds, one is to need the formation master to enter the master, the other is to operate on its own, the need for the formation master to enter the master is not the low-level array that Xiao Cong is building now, it is the kind of god-killing array that only appears in ancient mythology, that kind of attainment has been unattainable in recent epochs, and the Xiao family may not be able to find one for dozens of generations, even Xiao Tianyu, who is considered by the monks to be a genius of the formation domain, is only a few points higher than the predecessors of the previous generations in terms of attainment, For this era when saints do not come out, in the formation field, if Xiao Tianyu is given enough time and he is served with snacks, a barely able killing array is basically heaven for most monks.

There is no danger to his life without entering the battle, which is also one of the reasons why the Xiao family, as a mortal family, has stood tall and prosperous for a long time in Xuanzhen.