Where the invisible ripples passed, a faint mist was born, like a night fog, hazy.

Qi Xuansu could hide, but he didn't.

In the dim night, separated by a vague mist, Lu Long and Qi Xuansu's eyes converged in one place.

Lu Long's eyes became dark and deep, and a pair of pupils turned like a whirlpool, as if there were stars in them. Qi Xuansu's gaze was absorbed into this whirlpool, and he couldn't break free.

Then, the vortex grew bigger and bigger in his sight, so big that it engulfed him completely.

In a trance, Qi Xuansu entered a state of sleep-like wake-up, and everything around him became blurry, like a dream, like a reality.

When Qi Xuansu came back to his senses again, the Lu Long in front of him had disappeared, and a large peach forest appeared in front of him, red and bright like a splendid paving the ground, and as soon as the east wind passed, the sky was full of flowers like rain.

With the east wind blowing, ten miles of flowers and rain, like a dream.

Monks who enter the dream realm can enter other people's dreams, but the monks of the thunder realm can forcibly make people fall into dreams.

Although martial arts have no dreams, Lu Long is experienced and spicy, and he can see at a glance that Qi Xuansu is not a pure martial artist, and he has not been able to integrate spirit and flesh, so he pulled Qi Xuansu into a dream through a spiritual object.

Entering the dream, it is a battle between gods and souls, no matter how strong your physique is, how strong your true qi is, there is no place for it, and the Fang Shi who has always focused on the soul will naturally take advantage of it, which is to attack the enemy's shortcomings with his own strengths.

It was not the first time Qi Xuansu had fallen asleep, but he didn't panic, he just waved his sleeves casually, blocking the peach blossoms.

At this moment, a figure faintly appeared in the peach blossoms, holding a paper umbrella in the rain of flowers, flickering and flickering.

Qi Xuansu frowned slightly.

This figure walked slowly towards Qi Xuansu, getting closer and closer, and becoming more and more real, but his face was covered by a paper umbrella, and he couldn't see it really.

Qi Xuansu felt that this woman was very familiar and had become alert.

The woman in front of her is none other than Zhang Yuelu.

Qi Xuansu was about to speak, when he suddenly heard his own voice coming from behind him: "Qingxiao! ”

Qi Xuansu turned around abruptly and saw a person walking briskly towards the woman holding the umbrella, dressed in the formal clothes of the Daomen, and his appearance was the same as his own.

Qi Xuansu swallowed back the words that had already reached his mouth, a little uncertain.

Just thinking about it, another "Qi Xuansu" had already passed by Qi Xuansu, and he didn't look at him as if he didn't exist at all.

Only then did Qi Xuansu understand that the woman holding the umbrella who was suspected of being Zhang Yuelu was not walking slowly towards him, but towards another "Qi Xuansu".

At this moment, a man and a woman had already walked to one place.

The woman put away the paper umbrella, which was exactly what Zhang Yuelu looked like.

"Qingxiao, I miss you so much."

"Qi Xuansu" grabbed the hand of "Zhang Yuelu".

"Zhang Yuelu"'s attitude was cold, and he slowly withdrew his palm: "Aren't you dead?" How did you live again? ”

"Qi Xuansu"'s expression suddenly froze: "I, I ......"

"What are you?"

Zhang Yuelu narrowed her eyes: "You've been lying to me all along, aren't you?" ”

"Qi Xuansu" took a few steps back under Zhang Yuelu's forced gaze, and said in a panic: "I didn't lie to you, I really didn't lie to you, you have to believe me." ”

"Zhang Yuelu" snorted coldly: "I believe in you, will Beichen Hall believe you?" Let me ask you, where did you go in the past few years from Qi Haoran's death to your return to Daomen? And what did you do? ”

"Qi Xuansu" was speechless.

"Zhang Yuelu" sneered: "Qi Haoran, the four-grade sacrificial wine Taoist, the realm cultivation of the true stage, he is dead, how can you live?" Where were you when Shen Yulai died? When Li Hongwen died in Fengtai County, where were you? What did you take from Li Hongwen? Why can you evade Wu Luo's divine powers? Wu Luo broke the flying boat, so many people died, why are you the only one who didn't die? ”

"Qi Xuansu" was forced into a corner, no longer submissive, and said angrily: "My master is dead, should I die?" Shen Yulai is innocent! How did Li Hongwen die, you shouldn't ask me, you should ask Taiping Dao. I, Qi Xuansu, was born in heaven and earth, standing up to the sky and the earth, and I am worthy of my heart and people when I ask myself! How do you get it? ”

"Zhang Yuelu" sneered again: "In this case, do you dare to settle a detailed account with me?" ”

"Qi Xuansu" shouted: "Why don't you dare?!" ”

The voice fell, the east wind was mighty, and countless peach blossoms flew with the wind.

Flowers are charming to the eye.

"Zhang Yuelu" beckoned, and a corpse appeared out of thin air, which had been burned to the ground.

Qi Xuansu's face sank when he saw this corpse.

Wan Xiuwu, who once almost killed Qi Xuansu with Yue Liuli, was killed by Qi Xuansu outside the city of Xijing Mansion and burned his body.

"Zhang Yuelu" pointed to the corpse: "Although he has harmed you, you are still alive, but you killed him, what is the reason?" ”

"Qi Xuansu" said in a deep voice: "He wanted to kill me, but he couldn't kill me, not his subordinates." The reason why he is dead and I am still alive is nothing more than that he is not as good as others, no wonder I am. ”

"Zhang Yuelu" beckoned again, and another corpse appeared, which was a huge white fox like a hill, with four tails full of scars.

"Su Ran is the head of the Daomen, but you killed her, even if she commits a major crime, she should be handed over to Fengxian Hall for trial and conviction, and then Ming Zhengcanon, you don't have the right to kill her."

"Qi Xuansu" had a gloomy face, and said slowly: "It was she who started the killing thought, I was just to protect myself, should I stand still and let her kill?" Moreover, the internal officials of your Daomen protect each other, and hand her over to Fengxian Hall, I am afraid that she will be fined three glasses of wine, and the big thing will be turned into a small thing, and the small thing will be turned into a small thing! ”

"Zhang Yuelu" laughed lightly: "What a 'your Daomen', showing your tail, isn't it?" Even if Wan Xiuwu and Su Ran have an extenuating relationship, then you secretly joined the secret association, is there a debate? ”

"Qi Xuansu"'s face suddenly lost blood, and he stammered: "What kind of secret association, you, you don't want to spew blood!" ”

"Zhang Yuelu" clapped his hands gently.

I saw two spiritual officials walking over with a woman, leaving a trail of blood, and the woman raised her head, it was "Qi Niang".

At this time, "Qi Niang" was covered in blood, obviously tortured, and said angrily: "Heaven, Tianyuan." ”

"Qi Xuansu" had red eyes and clenched fists.

"Zhang Yuelu" stared at "Qi Xuansu" tightly, and said in a deep voice: "After investigation, this person is a member of the Qingping Society of the Secret Society, known as the 'Seven Ladies', Qi Xuansu, do you recognize him!?" ”

"Qi Xuansu"'s voice seemed to be squeezed out of between his teeth: "How do you know?" What if you don't know? ”

"Zhang Yuelu" raised the paper umbrella in his hand and pointed at Qi Xuansu: "If you don't know, then kill such demons with one knife to prove your innocence, you and I are still friends." If you know, then you are a demon of the secret association, and I will kill you on behalf of the Daomen, or you will kill me. ”

Killing Qi Niang or killing Zhang Yuelu is a dilemma.

Aside from everything else, who should the wife and the old lady help is also an eternal problem.

At this moment, Qi Xuansu and "Qi Xuansu" seemed to have become a person, and this choice was also placed in front of him.

All of this came from the deepest fear in Qi Xuansu's heart.

He was afraid that his identity would be exposed, he was afraid that Zhang Yuelu would know everything, and he was afraid that he would have to make a choice between Zhang Yuelu and Qi Niang.

And now, the dream realm has excavated all this and really displayed it in front of Qi Xuansu.

Lu Long, as the initiator, took advantage of the situation and let Qi Xuansu fall into the cage he had built.

If you are not careful, you will not be able to extricate yourself.

Before the cage was broken, neither Qi Xuansu nor Lu Long could leave.

At this moment, the black yin qi swirling between the five fingers of Qi Xuansu's left hand finally took shape, turning into a black ghost head knife.

Murderous intent.

Fortunately, Qi Xuansu is also half a square soldier and has the ability to break the game by force.

In an instant, the eyes of "Zhang Yuelu" and "Qi Niang" also fell on Qi Xuansu.

"Zhang Yuelu" was a little flustered, and said softly: "Tianyuan, the bitter sea is boundless, and the shore is back, as long as you can make a cut with the past, I still believe in you, do you remember our oath?" ”

"Qi Niang" said with tears: "Tianyuan, I saved you back then, I have always treated you as my own son, our mother and son have been dependent on each other for so long, do you really have a daughter-in-law and forget your mother?" ”

Qi Xuansu slowly closed his eyes, and his expression returned to calm.

He found that when the guillotine was raised and not yet fell, it was the most terrifying, and when it really fell, it was not terrible.

In fact, fear is the same, when many things do not happen, it is the most terrible, making people nervous, suffering from gains and losses, but when it really happens, it can be faced calmly.

"Qingxiao won't force me like this, and Qi Niang won't beg me like this."

"I like a saying very much, a man is as dead as iron."

"False bubbles, and you want to mess with my mind?"

Qi Xuansu opened his eyes suddenly, raised his knife and slashed down.

Countless peach blossom black pressures flew by, covering everything, as if Qi Xuansu was going to be completely buried here.

Qi Xuansu was in a trance again, and he woke up from a big dream.

He was still in the Sycaway.

There is no Qi Niang, and there is no Zhang Yuelu.

Qi Xuansu looked at Lu Long.

The old man was still standing, his eyes had been closed at some point, as if he was pretending to sleep, there was an extra wound on his chest, and the blood trickled like a red stream.

Qi Xuansu calmed down, stepped forward, and found that he had died of anger.

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