On the second floor, I saw that the surrounding environment changed instantly, the clouds and mist swept away, and there were phantoms as far as the eye could see, and the light was strange, as if entering another space.

In a flash, I suddenly came to a village. As the sun sets, the fire-like flying clouds hang down in the sky, the traffic is strange, the houses are scattered, and the smoke rises, which is quiet and peaceful. At the end of the alley, there were a few sounds of children frolicking, mixed with the chirping of chickens and dogs, and the farmer returned from the edge of the field with a hoe on his shoulder.

Everything in front of him was so familiar, Luo Qian couldn't help but immerse himself in this peace, as if the scene in front of him touched a memory deep in his mind. This house, this old locust tree standing at the entrance of the village, is not the home of his own childhood.

Luo Qian couldn't help but walk slowly towards the village, the feeling of his feet on the ground was so real, the old bark was still extremely rough to the touch, and there were dolls made of urine and mud with his younger brother under the tree.

Could it be that he really returned to the past, Luo Qian couldn't help but want to go back home to see if his father was still repairing those dilapidated farm tools, and if his mother was still circling around the pot.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves broke the silence. More than a dozen black-clothed men grabbed the reins and stopped at the entrance of the village, a whimpering horn sounded, and more than a dozen bright steel knives brushed out their scabbards.

The steel knife kept waving overhead, like a ghost in the night, emitting stripes of white light.

It's a horse bandit!

More than a dozen people shouted and shouted, the horses under their crotches snorted, and the horses' hooves kept rubbing on the ground, and they were about to storm the village. Luo Qianya was torn apart, and it was these people who slaughtered their homeland. The whole village became a dead soul, and he and his brother became beggars and lived on the streets.

Choke!

The long sword was unsheathed, and a little under his feet, Luo Qian's figure flew out. One by one, the head of a horse bandit flew into the sky, and a stream of blood erupted from the headless neck.

Luo Qian stretched out his hand and wiped the blood on his face, this is the blood of the enemy, it is warm, it is a little sticky, and it smells extremely fishy.

A group of horse bandits showed a fierce look and rushed over brandishing this steel knife. Luo Qian's long sword rises again, huh! Swish! Swish! A few sword swords flashed, and five or six more people fell off their horses. Blood splattered, staining half of his sleeves red, and Luo Qian's hatred in his heart was even stronger, looking at the horse bandits who had fled in all directions, and his killing intent was undiminished.

The figure rose again, and flew in the air towards the horse bandits who fled in a hurry, the sword rain flew over, and several more people were separated. Luo Qian was like a desperate ghost, shuttling among the horses, his sword was stained with blood, only three or five were raised, and more than a dozen horse bandits were not alive.

Looking at the corpse on the ground under his feet, Luo Qian did not have the slightest pleasure of revenge in his heart, but added a few layers of hatred.

Hatred filled his chest, his chest rose and fell, Luo Qian couldn't help but roar angrily towards the sky, the long sword in his hand waved wantonly, and the sword qi gushed out.

There was a roar, and more than a dozen war horses were also reduced to broken flesh and limbs.

Looking at the blood and water in the ground, Luo Qian's heart finally felt a lot more relaxed.

Mother! Father! The boy killed these beasts, and our family can live a good life! Luo Qianfei also ran towards home, and along the familiar alley, he finally saw the mottled wooden door.

Pushing open the gate, everything in the yard is so familiar, the wooden horse of childhood, the swing swinging gently.

My father was resting on a bamboo chair with the broken hoe at hand.

"Father!" Luo Qian couldn't help but shout and rushed over.

"No!" Luo Qian let out a sad roar, and a deep blood mark on his father's chest poured outward.

How could this be, Luo Qian shook his father's body repeatedly, but his father still closed his eyes tightly, without any breath.

"Mother!" Luo Qian rushed to the kitchen again, and his mother was covered in blood under the pot, and she fell in a pool of blood, and a blood mark penetrated her chest.

Turning back again, Luo Bai curled up in the corner, trembling all over.

"How so?" Luo Qian grabbed his younger brother and shook it like crazy.

"I've already killed the bandits, why do my father and mother still die?" Luo Qian's eyes were red, like a ghost.

"It's you!" Luo Bai gritted his teeth fiercely, looking at Luo Qian's eyes full of fear, as if he had seen the Nine Demons.

"You killed my father and mother, and the whole village, you brute!" Luo Bai finally let out a bitter cry.

"I didn't! I killed horse bandits! ”

"Look what you've done!" Luo Baiyi pointed behind him.

Luo Qian looked back, where were the horse bandits, it was clear that the corpses of the old and young in a village had become severed arms and stumps.

"How so! I didn't! I killed horse bandits! Luo Qian let out another mournful roar, and his voice was already hoarse.

"I saw you kill them with my own eyes, and that's you!"

Luo Qian's mind was dizzy for a while, everything in front of him turned bloody, and the quiet village became like a demon cave, devouring Luo Qian's heart.

"A beast like you might as well die!" Luo Bai sat on the ground, crying and roaring.

"Could it really be that I killed my parents and killed the whole village!" Luo Qian fell to the ground rudely, the soil had turned blood red, and he couldn't tell whether it was the infection of blood or the red in his eyes.

"I'm a brute, I'm damned." Luo Qian's heart was like ashes, and he repeatedly said that he deserved to die.

What is the great cause of building, what is the crape myrtle star master, what does it have to do with me.

killed my parents with my own hands, slaughtered an inch of old and young, what face do I have to live in the world.

He drew his sword, hung it around his neck, and cut it without hesitation.

There was a shout in my ears, I couldn't hear what was being said, maybe it was a wronged soul who came to ask for his life, and the blade of the sword had cut through the skin.

Suddenly!

A white light came out of his arms and shot into Luo Qian's forehead!

"Stop! It's a fantasy! Don't take it for granted! A voice kept echoing in my head.

Luo Qian frowned, and the sword in his hand stopped, this is Luo Xuan's voice, how could Luo Xuan be here.

"Luo Xuan! Is that you? Luo Qian couldn't bear to ask about birth.

"Stop! It's a fantasy! Don't take it for granted! Luo Xuan's voice didn't respond, just said this sentence repeatedly.

"Illusion? What is Illusion? Luo Qian was a little puzzled, everything in front of him was real, how could it be an illusion.

Luo Qian suddenly remembered the charm technique of leaving the demon, and couldn't help but think in his heart, could it be that everything here is fake? Thinking about it, eight or nine Xuangong operated, and a clear qi swept through the spiritual platform, and his heart finally calmed down.

Luo Qian slowly closed his eyes, and kept washing the spiritual platform with his true yuan, and all kinds of emotions gradually receded.

When I opened my eyes again, everything in front of me gradually dissipated, and the small village, the big locust tree, my parents, and Luo Bai all turned into bizarre fluorescent fragments.

What a hanging! Luo Qian exhaled secretly, the methods of the ancient immortals were really powerful, and just one step to the door almost made him pull out his sword and kill himself. If it weren't for Luo Xuan's divine soul to save him, I'm afraid he would have become a lonely ghost by now.

Reaching out and taking out the white jade bead, the white jade bead still exuded a faint white light, Luo Qian opened his mouth to ask a few more words, but there was no response. I felt a little more grateful to Luo Xuan in my heart, and secretly made up my mind that in the future, I must send Luo Xuan's soul into reincarnation to help him reincarnate.

Luo Qian stood up, and with a wave of his big sleeves, the true yuan gushed out, and the white mist spread out, revealing the white jade steps again.

A good inquiry platform, if the mind is not strong, on the inquiry platform is equivalent to death to find a dead end. It seems that he still needs to temper his mind and stabilize his Dao heart.

Not far away, the Xiling Sword God stood with his hands in his hands, and Gonggong Li stood aside and kept looking this way, looking anxious. Luo Qian was suspicious in his heart, how could these two people pass the interrogation platform so easily?

Luo Qian hurriedly walked a few steps to chase after him, and when Gonggong Li saw Luo Qian coming, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "General Luo, have you ever seen my master?" ”

"I just came out of the illusion, I haven't met Zhao Ji along the way, and she hasn't come out yet?"

Gonggong Li's face became even more anxious, and Luo Qian couldn't help but be a little worried when he thought of the danger of the illusion.

"Steward Li doesn't need to be in a hurry, Miss Zhao is talented and smart, and the illusion must not be difficult for her, let's wait for a while." Luo Qian comforted.

Gonggong Li sighed: "It can only be like this, this illusion is extremely strange, as soon as you enter it, you will be fascinated by the illusion, and the old slave will not be able to move an inch inside." ”

Luo Qian was worried about Zhao Ji's safety, and couldn't help but run the Dunjia Heavenly Book deduction. After some deduction, I got the pattern of the moon Qi Fu Yin, this situation is obscure, the main mediocrity disturbs himself, and he binds his hands and feet, but there is no bad omen.

"I have deduced the heavenly opportunity, Miss Zhao has no bad signs, Steward Li doesn't need to worry too much." Luo Qian comforted Gonggong Li.

"Thank you, General Luo!" Gonggong Li's heart was a little calmer.

The three of them waited for two hours, and there was still no trace of Zhao Ji.

Gonggong Li was anxious to go around, and finally couldn't help but say, "I'll go in and find it again!" "With that, I'm about to leave for the illusion.

Luo Qian got up and stopped Gonggong Li: "Steward Li, don't mess around, every step in the illusion is dangerous, I'm afraid that if you go in, not only will you not find Miss Zhao, but you will be trapped in it." ”

"What a good thing this is!" Gonggong Li was so anxious that he couldn't help but sigh roughly.

Luo Qian's mind turned, and he arched his hand towards the Xiling Sword God and said: "The predecessors have great skills, and they must be able to come and go freely in the fantasy realm, please help!" ”

The Xiling Sword God's gaze swept over Luo Qian, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay, so as not to waste more time here!" With that, he turned and plunged into the mist.

Gonggong Li arched his hand towards Luo Qian and said, "Thank you General Luo!" ”

"Speaking of which, Miss Zhao and I are gracious, and it should be so!" Luo Qian replied.

The two of them waited for a while, only to see the Xiling Sword God walking out of the illusion alone. Luo Qian stepped forward and asked, "Senior, how is the situation?" ”

Xiling Sword God frowned and said, "I have found that girl, but she is unwilling to come out." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Luo Qian and Gonggong Li were extremely puzzled, not knowing what his words meant.

She herself was immersed in a fantasy and did not want to wake up. This illusion can lock people's consciousness, and if I forcibly take him out, I am afraid that she will never be able to regain her consciousness in this life. ”

Luo Qian wondered in her heart, what kind of beautiful thing did this girl encounter in the environment, and she didn't want to be sober.

"What a good thing that is! If there is anything wrong with the young lady, how can the old slave explain! Gonggong Li was about to go crazy, and unconsciously finally admitted the identity of Zhao Ji's daughter.

Luo Qian thought about it, his eight or nine Xuan Gong could dispel evil spirits, and the Lingtai was clear, maybe it could help Zhao Ji sober up. With a horizontal feeling in his heart, he asked the Xiling Sword God: "May I ask the seniors, how can I find Miss Zhao, the juniors want to enter the battle and give it a try!" ”

A strange look flashed in the eyes of the Xiling Sword God, and he immediately disappeared. With a wave of his hand, the sword qi carved a trace on the wide white jade steps.

"From here, you'll find her."