The beautiful shadow slowly stepped into the main hall, and the white mist-shrouded floor suddenly gave birth to strange flowers and plants, and the red-walled rockery seemed to have become a palace garden, and it was misty under the moonlight.

"Hey......"

The female voice sighed, and everyone in the hall could feel the resentment, and they couldn't help but tremble.

Wang Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, wanting to see the appearance clearly.

However, there seemed to be a layer of mist on the woman's face, and as he watched intently, her appearance continued to change, and finally she became a palace beauty with ice skin and jade skin and applique forehead, with a noble temperament and eyes looking into the distance.

What a magic spell!

Wang Xuan could detect that this woman's aura was restrained, if she guessed correctly, she was the same as Xiao Jili in the hall, and she had already cultivated to the Five Qi Dynasty.

This kind of large-scale illusion must be arranged in advance, but this woman can control it alone, and the strength of the real Qi is staggering.

Facing everyone's eyes, the woman turned a blind eye, paced with a stunned expression, brushed the flowers and plants around her with her jade hand, looked at the phantom moon in the sky and sang:

"The walls of the palace are deep... The bright moon is cold, the rivers and mountains are smoky, the mountains are full of mountains, the jade building is surrounded by the railing, and the canopy is still missing..."

This voice seems to have a kind of magic, Wang Xuan's eyes were in a trance, as if he saw the continuous war in the north, the remnants of the flag like a forest, the emperor's military camp tent outside the armor and overlook, and the beauty thousands of miles away to watch Chanjuan...

"!"

Wang Xuan's heart woke up and came back to his senses in an instant.

The people next to him didn't seem to care, such as Mo Huaixian, who shook his head and was already immersed in this beautiful singing illusion.

And he hated this feeling of being involuntarily.

Wang Xuan looked up, just saw a pair of soul-seizing eyes, and hurriedly avoided it, poured himself a drink, and watched quietly.

This is not a previous life.

For him, it doesn't matter what Chen Xianyu looks like, but a master who can perform illusions just by singing with his eyes and voice, and he can't be slack.

In the hall, there are still many people who are not fascinated by illusions, some of the old men of the Dharma Vein closed their eyes and nodded slightly, as if admiring the beauty of the singing, while Xuan Chenzi of the Taiyin Gate stared at somewhere in the audience with gloomy eyes.

Wang Xuan's heart moved, and he followed.

Sitting over there was none other than Zhou Yiqing, a casual cultivator in the Tomb Pavilion.

The old man seemed to have completely sunk into the illusion, his cloudy old eyes were full of tears, and his expression was sad with a hint of nostalgia.

Wang Xuan knew that the illusion displayed by Chen Xianyu in Tsing Yi was not a mountain, and her appearance was different in everyone's eyes.

What he saw was like the appearance of a queen in a film and television drama in his previous life, and what Zhou Yiqing saw may be a former confidant.

But that's not what matters.

At this time, Zhou Yiqing was serving with two small servants with plates, but he seemed to be under great pressure, trembling all over, and his body was gradually bent.

Brothers of the Tatsu family!

Wang Xuan suddenly realized and understood the bloody thief's plan.

These two guys are also bold, and they should have known that Chen Xianyu would perform illusions when he was singing, so he took the opportunity to disguise himself and wanted to take the token unconsciously.

But the Xiao family was obviously on guard.

At the end of the song, Chen Xianyu in the center of the venue nodded slightly to the hall and said indifferently: "Thank you Xuanchenzi senior." ”

In the hall, Xuan Chenzi said coldly with an expressionless face: "Tsing Yi Pavilion is like life, life is like a play, the old man doesn't dare to smash your platform, take me to say hello to Senior Sister Gu Lianying." ”

"Yes, the junior is retiring."

Chen Xianyu was a little on tiptoe, and suddenly flew out upside down, his clothes and ribbons flew away, and his figure disappeared into the night sky at the same time, the candlelight in the hall gradually brightened, and all the illusions dissipated.

Everyone was stunned, and soon noticed the abnormality, and looked at the two little guys in unison.

Xiao Jili, the white-robed prince in the hall, smiled slightly, stood up, and said with an elegant demeanor: "Don't panic, fellow citizens, these two are blood-clothed thieves and evil cultivators, and they want to take advantage of the Shangyuan Festival to enter the Crane Dance Tower to steal treasures." ”

"I didn't want to disturb you Yaxing, but these two are enemies of the Taiyin Sect, and they just happened to be handed over to Xuanchenzi's predecessors to deal with."

said lightly and freely, as if the blood-clothed thief with his mysterious whereabouts had nothing to hide in the eyes of the Xiao family, giving face to the foot law vein while showing his own prestige.

"Humph!"

Xuan Chenzi snorted coldly, his figure flickered and he came to the hall, his eyes staring at the two of them.

Without any need to do anything, the two little guys screamed and fell to their knees, and the outer skin of the clothes on their bodies burst with a sneer, revealing the appearance of the two brothers of the Chen family.

There was a whisper in the hall.

"It's a skin painting technique!"

"Evil cultivators should be killed!"

"It's bold..."

Next to him, Mo Huaixian looked teasing, and Wang Xuan said: "Well, the evil art of painting skin can only be performed when it is hot, and those two little guys must have been killed, and the Xiao family already knew about it, but they watched coldly." ”

"Brother Wang saw it, this is the family, everything is a chess piece......"

Wang Xuan's face was calm and silent.

The royal family, the family, the legal lineage, which is not the case, if I thought that if I made a mistake a few days ago, I am afraid that I would have been killed and sacrificed.

In the center of the hall, Xuan Chenzi said coldly: "Although my junior brother is not a weapon, but the two of you destroy him, you are against the Taiyin Gate, saying, where is the corpse?" ”

When everyone in the hall heard this, they suddenly realized.

Some time ago, I heard that there was an evil cultivator who was hostile to Taiyinmen, and he also stole a predecessor zombie, which really made Taiyinmen lose face.

"Hey, hey... Taiyinmen killed my father, so naturally he wanted to take revenge. ”

The eldest brother of the Chen family was suppressed by Qi, his bones gurgled all over his body, his eyes were bleeding and tears were sneering: "That old guy, we have already refined the corpse pill, and he is in his stomach at the moment, hahaha... If you want to find it, the uncle will pull it to you! ”

"Hahaha..."The laughter was almost insane.

"Look for death!"

Xuan Chenzi's eyes flashed with black light, and he was about to make a move.

"Seniors are slow!"

Lu Daoren of Liuhe Yinyang Gate suddenly got up and arched his hand: "The bloody thief is the main enemy of the government army, these two people sneak in secretly, there must be a plot, it is better to ask first and then kill." ”

"Yes, seniors don't need to be in a hurry."

"I can't run away anyway..."

Seeing that what Lu Daoren said was reasonable, many people dissuaded him.

They are actually not afraid of Xuan Chenzi, after all, their respective family lineages have elders who refine Qi and transform gods, and no one will do anything indiscriminately.

"Don't worry, everyone."

Xiao Jili, the white-robed prince in the hall, smiled and arched his hand: "I already know that these two people are here, they are the remnants of the Huang family three hundred years ago, and that token is just used to open the Huang family's secret treasure." ”

"The Huang Family's Secret Collection?"

Many people were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes showed disappointment, and the Lu Dao people of the Liuhe Yin-Yang Gate also shook their heads with a wry smile and sat down by themselves.

Seeing that Wang Xuan was puzzled, Mo Huaixian next to him said: "The Huang family is another big family in the state three hundred years ago, not inferior to the Xiao family, when the Great Wei collapsed and the troubled times, it was secretly designed by the Xiao family to be uprooted. ”

"The so-called Huang family's secret collection has been circulated for a hundred years, but in fact, it was found by the Xiao family a long time ago, and it was broken and swept away with a secret method, and the so-called key is useless."

"I see..."

Wang Xuan nodded slightly, but always felt that something was wrong.

The blood-clothed thief's ability to collect intelligence, he has seen it, although this matter is secret, but it seems that the various legal lineages have already known, and the blood-clothed thief will not know?

"Hehe..."

After Xiao Jili said it, the Chen brothers' faces became a little strange, and they didn't speak, just sneered, and black blood suddenly flowed from the corners of their mouths, and they died of anger.

The two men did not hesitate to commit suicide.

At the same time, Zhou Yiqing, a casual cultivator in the Tomb Pavilion, changed his face greatly, touched his body, and exclaimed: "Why is that token missing, it was still there just now!" ”

Xiao Jili's face that was originally holding Zhizhu gradually became stiff.

The eyes of the other lineages became strange...

Everyone is not stupid, since the blood-clothed thief knows it but still comes to take risks, either the Xiao family has found a fake vault, or the key is used for other purposes.

Importantly, the token was successfully retrieved in full view.

Who took it?

Next to him, Mo Huaixian stretched his face, but the corners of his mouth showed a smile.

The Xiao family's scene tonight is smashed...