......

Sending Mo Qingning away, Song Yi closed the door and locked it, and went back to the room alone, it was already dark, and the surroundings were very quiet, after coming out of the magic circle, he felt like he was in a trance, as if he had been away for a long time again.

Closing his eyes, Song Yi sat quietly and breathed, while recalling the battles in the Fang Cai Array, combing through them in his mind one by one, just like a chess player reviewing after the game, retrieving his every bit of improvement and mistake.

The true qi in the body is surging and flowing, full of inside and outside, Song Yi quietly introspects, the hole is like watching the fire, and the whole person is immersed in both transparent and rich meaning, trance, virtual and real.

Unconsciously, a few hours passed, and when Song Yi opened his eyes, a line of fish belly white appeared in the sky. With this faint morning light, he took out the golden sand given by Jin Yu, poured true qi into it as he did last time, and quickly refined it, integrating it with the flickering golden light around him.

At this moment, there was a clear whistling sound from the zenith, the wind was loud, the thunder was faint, and it was swept away by the turbulence in an instant, without a trace.

Song Yi understood that this was the Xuanhuang of the Wind who sensed the changes in the Xuanhuang Feather Armor and sent a response to himself from the air.

In the extinguishment of the golden light, Song Yi found that the Xuanhuang Feather Armor was different, before only a layer of faint golden light flickered, and now, these golden lights have a substance, and a hexagonal outline like a tortoise shell and a beehive can be vaguely recognized, which are embedded together without any gaps, like a cocoon-shaped shield, arching Song Yi's whole person into the guard.

Song Yi nodded secretly, gathered his true qi, and the Xuanhuang Feather Armor fell silent, and the golden light disappeared from his shoulder.

Sure enough, it improved.

Song Yi could feel a vague traction, existing between himself and Xuanhuang Yujia. Previously, whether the Xuanhuang Feather Armor was launched or not was completely controlled by his own will, and occasionally he was even lazy and did not react. Now, although Song Yi could not make the feather armor open by his subjective will, he was able to control its range and strength a little.

Hopefully, when it is retracted, the power of the Xuanhuang Feather Armor will weaken, instead of always being tense and crushing the incoming attack at any time.

When he came to the outer room, Song Yi opened the courtyard door, the sky was already bright, the red sun was rising, the morning glow was looming, and his chest was full of clear vitality, just like this new morning.

Raise your eyes and look around, only to see the Moon Spring Sect up and down as in the past, the mountains are dyed green, the waterfalls are streamer, the stacked buildings and the peaks are combined, the courtyards have just started the day's work, the bells and drums are slowly sent out by the morning breeze, and they are around the ears of people. In mid-air, the ancestral courtyard was full of light, like a heavenly palace.

Looking at the world's scenic spots, Song Yi sighed in his heart, since coming here, he has not traveled to the four corners of the world, has not seen the prosperity and richness of the capital, has not admired the magnificent mysteries of the various methods, in his limited cognition, the Yuequan Sect is really very beautiful, thinking that this beautiful mountain and river pavilion may be destroyed by the devil's breath, to the layers of mysterious black gas to infect and devour, can't help but give birth to resentment and heartache.

Thinking of this, Song Yi picked up his sword and looked at it intently in the sunlight.

This sword edge is unparalleled, the tentacles are slightly warm, but there is a cold air hidden on the sword edge, like a lake under the sun, sparkling, intoxicating, and at the same time hidden deep and unpredictable.

I don't know if it was cast by Miss Xiaofei herself, Song Yi always felt that the edge of this sword had a little gaudy color, like a girl who was just right in Shaohua, as bright as a bright glow, and a peach was dying.

Turning over the scene of the night in the Nine Egret Palace, Song Yi couldn't help but be fascinated, and suddenly felt the sword under his palm jump, as if he felt something, and looked back, only to see Luo Zhen just came to the gate of the courtyard, and happened to see himself.

Luo Zhen is here.

"Song Yi?"

Luo Zhen has a wound on his forehead, the bleeding has stopped, and his spirit looks good. He stepped forward in three or two steps, looked at Song Yi, and asked, "You really came back, when did you arrive?"

Song Yi also looked at him, seeing Luo Zhen with a little surprise on his face, there was an unspeakable expectation in his eyes, Song Yi understood what he was looking forward to, and also knew what he was thinking in his heart, his lips moved, and he couldn't make a sound.

After a while, he whispered, "I came back early yesterday morning." ”

"Came back yesterday? ...... yesterday"

Luo Zhen nodded, he didn't ask Song Yi why he didn't contact him earlier, nor did he say anything about his master's detention by Fengyi Court, and he didn't even ask Song Yi if he had sent his entrustment out, as if there was no need to doubt this matter at all. Suddenly, when he saw the sword in Song Yi's hand, the joy on his face paused, and then jumped again.

"This sword is ......"

He looked at Song Yi and asked suspiciously.

"Yes......" Song Yi paused and said in a deep voice: "I brought it back from the Nine Egret Palace." ”

"Sure enough, it is the masterpiece of the Nine Egret Palace, when she came to visit last year, she brought the drawings of this sword to show me, I will not admit that it has been cast. ”

Luo Zhen smiled, took the sword from Song Yi's hand, and admired it carefully in the daylight. Song Yi frowned, didn't say a word, watched him slowly caress the cold sword blade, and nodded again and again, obviously appreciating Miss Xiaofei's skills.

"It's very well cast, the idea she told me has come true, you see here, although this blood groove is not conspicuous, it can ......"

Luo Zhen pointed to a faint line on the blade of the sword, and whispered about the situation that the two had discussed, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head and saw Song Yi's expression, stopped suddenly, and said strangely: "What's wrong with you?"

Song Yi was stunned, and then Luo Zhen asked again: "Why is your face so ugly, isn't it that you were injured when you went down the mountain this time?"

Putting down the sword, Luo Zhen looked at Song Yi with concern: "This is not good, you haven't been refreshed for a few days since you were seriously injured last time, and you just challenged Senior Brother Qingning's trial, and then went down the mountain to do your homework, and saw that it was time for the ancestor festival again......"

"Luo Zhen, listen to me. ”

Song Yi interrupted him, stared at his eyes, and said slowly, "I...... Something happened to the Nine Egret Palace. ”

“...... What?" Luo Zhen was stunned, was silent for a moment, and asked softly: "What's wrong with the Nine Egret Palace?"

"The Nine Egret Palace is gone. Song Yi whispered: "The Nine Egret Palace was devoured by the devil's breath, and it was ...... up and down."

Luo Zhen looked at him, as if he couldn't understand his words, for a while, moved the corners of his mouth, shook his head and said: "You can't coax me with this, some things can't be joked about, I ......"

"I'm not kidding, it's true. Song Yi cut off his words, pointed to the long sword in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "This sword is cast by Miss Xiaofei herself, let me hand it over to you before leaving, she said......"

"Before leaving, what is going on?"

Luo Zhen still had a look of disbelief on his face, but his eyes were a little colder, his hand held the hilt of the sword, and subconsciously tightened his grip tighter and tighter.

People's rationality and sensibility often part ways at such a moment, and Song Yi can see that emotionally speaking, Luo Zhen will never believe this tragic incident, let alone believe it. But intellectually, he had probably begun to understand that it was true, at least he knew very well that Song Yi was by no means one who would joke around in this regard.

Seeing him like this, Song Yi felt a suffocation in his chest, took a deep breath, suppressed the surging pain, paused for two seconds, and said, "Before she died." ”

Luo Zhen's eyes widened and trembled.

Song Yi suddenly didn't dare to look at him anymore, turned his head, stared at the plum tree in the corner of the yard, the flowers had already been gone, the velvet new green covered branches, the plum tree with frost and snow was welcoming spring, and it was located in the depths of the valley, the Nine Egret Palace, which should have been brilliant in spring, had become barren and silent.

"After I left Gao's house, I immediately rushed to Jiulu Palace, passing by a village, and the owner of the restaurant entrusted me to ......"

Song Yi told the matter in a deep voice, from the strange disappearance of the hunters, to the various anomalies in the Nine Egret Palace, to his own nightly perception of the demonic breath, his mind was restless, everything he heard and saw in the courtyard, until the conflict broke out, all the way to break through, all the way to fight, step by step into the tall house, and then ......

The more he spoke, the more the situation of the day repeated in his heart, and his heart sank a few minutes, until in the end it was almost intermittent and bitter.

Luo Zhen stood opposite, staring at Song Yi, the whole person was like a silent dead wood, listening in silence, his face was expressionless, only his eyes became blood red little by little.

"Miss Xiaofei was deeply eroded by the magic breath, and after extracting it, ......"

“...... Are you saying that Xiaofei was eroded by demonic breath, lost her mind and couldn't communicate, and kept attacking you, that's why you...... It's all Xiaofei's fault that she wants to kill you, and you were forced to fight back to cause her death, is it all her fault?!"

With a loud roar, Luo Zhen's wrist flipped over, and the sword was like thunder, slashing towards Song Yi!

The distance between the two is less than a zhang, although Luo Zhen's cultivation is not extremely high, but it is quite solid, such a blow infused with all his strength will definitely make Song Yi's head fly up, and blood will be splashed on the spot!

The strong wind was blowing, and the cold light hit, Song Yi subconsciously wanted to parry, and forced himself not to parry and fight back, not to dodge, and watched the sword blade fall to his neck, but he was blocked by the golden light of the Xuanhuang Feather Armor, and he never touched the flesh and skin.

Trying to restrain the power of the Xuanhuang Feather Armor, lest the golden light crush this relic full of poignant love, Song Yi said in a low voice: "I just want to tell you the truth about the situation at the time, and I have no intention of shirking responsibility, I never think that Miss Xiaofei has anything wrong in my heart, it is me, it is me who killed her, and the fault is mine." ”

"You ......"

Luo Zhen's eyes were red, his whole body trembled, and his hand holding the sword trembled like a leaf in the wind.

"You killed her......"

"I killed her. ”

"You ......"

Luo Zhen's hand holding the sword tightened again, and slowly brought the sword edge close to Song Yi's neck, but it was blocked by the golden light and could not fall.

Song Yi was keenly aware that the reason why this sword did not fall on his neck was not only because of the blocking of Xuanhuang Feather Armor, but also because Luo Zhen himself was struggling.

Luo Zhen stared at Song Yi, his body was shaky, these words were too unacceptable and unexpected, he really didn't expect things to be like this...... He listened to every word that came out of Song Yi's mouth, but it was like a book from heaven that he couldn't understand at all, from his ears to his brain, from his brain to his heart, and finally integrated into the depths of his soul and became a complete and irrefutable reality.

Everything has happened, and he can't believe it, and he can't accept it.