Chu Chen's white clothes in the illusion had long been mottled with blood, his hair was scattered, and his brows were tightly locked.

His eyes showed deep tiredness and pain, but he still stood so proudly in the blood-stained peach forest, like a jade tree against the sky, born in the red dust.

It was a hell of a place on his run, and the vision was almost fleeting.

No illusion is as eternal as moonlight, but the shadows in front of you are as ephemeral as a meteor!

The night was cold, the wind blew the fallen leaves, there was a crisp sound of running water, and the robes were dancing, and the night was not quiet at all.

Chu Muyun stayed in place, his bright eyes still refusing to stop staring at the floating but dim soul stone, he was unwilling!

How could the vague figure that had been thinking about it in its heart for seven years and hating it for seven years be left with only one unfinished word and gone with the wind!

He hadn't had time to re-engrave it in his memory, even if he didn't miss it, even if it was hateful, he should always let it clearly remind himself who the person he missed and who he should hate......

His heart was blurring, and his eyes were beginning to blur!

"Men don't ......flick when they have tears," Chu Han used his spiritual power, and the remaining soul stone that had completely dissipated was like flying sand in the wind.

Chu Muyun wiped the corners of his eyes and said stubbornly: "If there are grains of sand in your eyes, you will cry." ”

The grains of sand will make the eyes cry, but it is not the grains of sand that make Chu Muyun cry, it is an emotion called crying with joy.

His father was wronged, he did not turn his back on the ancient kingdom and clan, and he did not leave behind the people he guarded.

The beliefs and reverence that I once had are still intact in my heart.

He felt that everything had become worth it, even if all the things that everyone had suffered in the past seven years were the price paid for being sacrificed as a pawn, it was worth it!

As long as the original intention is still there, everything can be started again!

Chu Han's expression didn't seem to be very happy, even if he hadn't seen the illusion in this soul stone, he wouldn't cry with joy like Chu Muyun who had lost and regained, because deep in his heart, he had never doubted his second brother's character.

"Yun'er, in this vast and endless night, if there is no guidance from the moonlight and stars, can you see the road ahead......

Chu Han looked up at the distant starry sky, his words with predicament and confusion.

Chu Muyun, who was thoughtful, also looked up, although the cold night was cold, the night sky was really beautiful, and the little starlight seemed to shine into his heart: "The road ahead is dark!" But Yun'er believes that as long as you see the road under your feet and go smoothly, no matter how endless the night is, there will be a moment when you will be dragged out of the panorama by your steps!"

Chu Han showed a relieved and clear smile, he was relieved, and left with frost and snow......

"Yun'er has grown up, and her vision and mood are much broader than those of the third uncle...... After the Qingyun Ling selection competition, the third uncle is waiting for you in the imperial city, and it's time for you to explain your marriage to Murong Yunsheng......"

Chu Muyun stood alone among the frost flowers flying in the night, he held the storage chain left by Chu Han tightly, looking at the white frost flowers that were gradually moving away in the direction of the imperial city, the look in his eyes became more and more determined: "In order to find the whereabouts of my father, the road of the strong, there is nothing that can stop Yun'er's footsteps!"

"Murong Yunshang ......"

......

Chu Han left, and he quietly returned to the imperial city, just like quietly appearing in Guhan Mountain Town.

His identity is a little sensitive, and the identity of the person who was expelled by the clan in this small courtyard in Guhanshan Town is also very sensitive. Therefore, every time he came, he carefully avoided the eyes and ears of the clan masters and even the Loulan Emperor, which would reduce the chance of a recurrence of the disaster of the year.

And Elder Liu Hantang of the Dan Society is different, because no one wants to offend a strong Confucian god with strong soul power and proficient in alchemy, not to mention that the Dan Society in the imperial city is not a force that the Loulan royal family can control.

Therefore, Elder Liu's existence made Chu Han very relieved.

Chu Muyun returned to the small courtyard with the starlight, the eldest uncle Chu Yan had already replaced the eldest brother Chu Mulei in the courtyard, he stepped forward to greet the eldest brother and chatted with the uncle for a while before returning to his room.

The moonlight shone through the windowsill, and the room seemed to be covered with a thin silver veil.

Chu Muyun didn't light the lamp, let the silver yarn dispel the darkness that swallowed him, bathed in the cold moonlight, he held the hilt of the sword of unknown origin and was stunned for a long time.

For some reason, the faint flame luster in this sapphire-like sword eye was beating extremely frequently tonight, as if it was as eager to break free from the shackles of the sword eye and gain freedom.

Chu Muyun thought to himself, could it be that the demon generated by the hatred in his heart was unraveled with his father's vision, causing this sword eye to no longer be able to absorb the black demon aura in his heart, so he would be so irritable?

As he was meditating to himself, the next moment, the change in the hilt of the sword made his gaze completely glazed.

He could see it clearly, and the beating flame luster shot out nine faint blue but cold tiny beams of light, which suddenly broke through the sapphire-like sword eye, like nine tiny pillars of heaven that broke through the space and evolved a dense mirror in the void.

There were countless traces of mysterious runes intertwined in the mirror, as if a unique regular order was supporting its formation, and the flame luster in the sword's eyes began to gradually quiet, as if sleeping.

"It's ......"

Chu Muyun was surprised, and a figure of his own appeared in the misty mirror in front of him, exactly the same figure.

It was the scene when the spirit was summoned for the first time in the Imperial City clan seven years ago, the bone spirit tablet was shattered, and the familiar figures and unforgettable smiles were unexpectedly reflected in front of him again.

The illusionary image continued, and he saw his cultivation reach the Tattoo Spirit Realm in a brazen manner, and then he was expelled from the clan, and the first battle in the Cave Cold Mountain Town, the first time he was humiliated, and the first time he went crazy...... That night, the Bone Spirit Monument was shattered again, and the first time he participated in the clan competition to defeat Chu Liancheng, all the things he experienced were like memories replaying in front of him.

It's a strange feeling, as if the future has traveled back in time and space, witnessing your own journey.

It's also terrifying, and everything around it seems to get weird.

In reality, he became a spectator of time, holding his breath and staring at the protagonist in the illusion, his own eyes were very thorough, and he suddenly felt that as long as he had a memory, even if he couldn't see his feet clearly, there would be a moment when the night would end at dawn.

"Fighting tactics?"

The image of the illusion is still playing back, after the fifteen years of experience, he actually holds a long sword in his hand, steps on the seven stars, the sword light and the starlight blend, and the familiar fighting tactics are unfolded.

"Inverted Seven Stars" turns and the stars move, and the complicated star path gradually separates from the seven stars with the step, weaving a net of stars to imprison the opponent...... "Canghai Moon Ming Swordsmanship" has changed from calm to powerful, so magnificent and even not inferior to Chu Liancheng's stormy waves crashing on the shore.

These two fighting tactics are almost impeccable in the interpretation of the phantom, and before Chu Muyun could express the shock in his heart, he began to perform the third fighting tactics in the mirror.

"Perfect ...... Seven-string chop?"