The bright moon rises into the sky, and the silver light pours.

The bright moon, from behind the gods in the rain curtain illusion, slowly rose high into the sky.

"What a beautiful moon."

The majestic rain still can't stop the creatures from loving the moon. However, the strange thing is that the moon god should be a woman, but why, the god in this rain curtain illusion is a man?

"Ding-dong-"

The sound of the piano is still playing, and the sound of rain reaches the ears of every living being.

"Brother, listen, this piano song is so familiar."

In the Jinxi River area, looking at the river city, a pair of men and women with animal ears on their heads, dressed in short beats, are living on the top floor of the inn, looking at the illusion in the rain curtain, there is a moment of distraction.

"You can't go wrong! This piano music is clearly played by the benefactor! ”

A few years have passed, but the memories on the ship are still vivid in the minds of the two.

If it weren't for that benefactor who came to the rescue, then the two brothers and sisters might not have survived at all.

"Brother......

Aman's eyes were slightly red, and his nose was sour, the two of them had been looking for so many years, and they finally saw the figure of their benefactor in this rainy curtain.

It's just that after a few years, the benefactor has long ceased to be the handsome young man, and has transformed into a heavenly court god who has cultivated to the sky. And she, on the other hand, is already old.

Touched his face, in fact, Ah Man's appearance at this time was only in his early twenties, because the two of them had no shackles of demonic energy invasion, so they found a cultivation secret book in Lingzhou, but they didn't expect that in just a few years, the cultivation of the two of them had reached the peak of the enlightenment period, and the promotion speed was amazing among the scattered cultivators.

Moreover, with the improvement of cultivation, in this cultivation realm where the weak eat the strong, they will not be bullied like other half-demons.

All these changes are due to the great benefactor of their brother and sister, Li Muyu.

"Bang-la-la-"

The pouring rain still poured on the land of Lingzhou, driving away the heat and dryness, but what was left behind was the rain that was accumulating deeper and deeper.

The phantom moon rose in the night sky, even in the heavy rain, the dazzling moonlight still firmly grasped the eyes of every living creature in the land of Lingzhou, even if the water was approaching, their attention did not divert the slightest bit.

Past life, present life, past, future.

The longer the creature stared at the phantom moon, the faster the strange sight flashed in its eyes.

Pain, joy, despair, hope, the phantom moon in this rain curtain is like a mirror in everyone's heart, reflecting expectations and reflecting demons, making people can't help but linger in one beautiful dream after another, as if looking at the phantom moon, all visions of the future can be realized.

……

"What a strong illusion!"

On the bank of the Jinxi River, the white-robed Jinxi River God was looking at the phantom moon in the sky in a trance, and it took a long time for him to wake up from the illusion prepared by the phantom moon.

There is no fighting, no pain, everything is like a paradise in a dream, so that every living creature who looks up at the moon is in a very beautiful fantasy realm.

"Whose hand is this?"

Take this rain curtain as the scene, and project the scene thousands of miles away in the rain curtain. Although I don't know what this person's purpose is, the layout of all this is the same as the effect of the Loulan mirage a few years ago, and even worse.

After all, the mirage is just a transmission of the scene, but this person, together with the sound, can be transmitted in the sky of Lingzhou, which is wonderful.

……

"It's Li Muyu!"

Even though his face was hidden, the Shui De Divine Robe, as well as Ruo Shuiqin, could not deceive the companions who had been with him day and night.

At this time, Mingyuan, who was in the extreme yin land of Lingzhou, was looking at the illusion of the rising moon in the sky with a complicated expression.

In this beautiful sound of the piano, how could she not know the meaning of the piano? On that day on the edge of the underworld, the qin music composed by Li Muyu was the music played at this time.

The divine gift technique that made her lose her mind and evoked her endless painful memories, I didn't expect that after a few years, Li Muyu actually used the divine gift technique against the half-demon in this way to display it in the entire Lingzhou sky. It's just incredible!

Or amazed, or surprised, or admired, or doubted.

All kinds of complex emotions are intertwined, making the illusion in the phantom moon even more varied.

However, most of the people in Lingzhou were only attracted by the illusion in the phantom moon, and were not affected by the deeper level. Phantom Moon's real audience is not these ordinary people.

"Mother, he's what you call a half-demon god......"

Inside the temple, the half-demon boy looked at the bright moon above the rain curtain stupidly, and the ethereal sound of the piano was like a light, illuminating his dark world in an instant. Let him, a half-demon who only knows how to hide in the shadows, learn to pursue the hope of life.

"Mother, in this world, there are really gods who are willing to perform divine spells for half-demons...... Mother, can you hear me......"

The pain of the demonic qi invading the body gradually disappeared, but the painful feeling still continued to swirl in the half-demon boy's mind. The heartbreaking, the unforgettable, the pain, even death, is much better than it.

"Ding-dong-"

The sound of the piano faded out, the moonlight grew brighter, and above the rain curtain, the extremely bright phantom moon had quietly hung in the sky of the weak waters.

Li Muyu stroked the qin with both hands, looked up at the hard-won phantom moon, a sense of full satisfaction, spontaneously arose in his heart, and he wanted to smile on his face, but now it was not the time to be truly happy. After all, the illusion of the rain curtain facing all the living beings in Lingzhou has not really ended.

"Smack-"

With a slap of his palm, a layer of ripple-like water rippled from Li Muyu's body, pinched the trick with both hands, and chanted a mantra in his mouth, just for an instant, the whites of his eyes faded, and Li Muyu's black and white eyes completely turned black in an instant.

"The Art of Turning the Heart."

The sound is like a ghost in the abyss, the projection of the gaze falls on the phantom moon in the sky, the water waves, the moonlight, the phantom spirit, the rain curtain, the water and the moon are illusory, and the influence of the heart turning technique is infinitely amplified through the spread of the four media, and finally falls on the rain curtain in Lingzhou.

"Bang-la-la-"

The pouring rain was still falling, but the illusion above the rain curtain in the sky had changed abruptly.

The blue river, the bright moon of the nine days, and the weeping willows on the riverside, one scene after another, pile after pile, flashed quickly. Finally, the scene in the phantom of the rain curtain is frozen on a microcosm of the city.

Half-Demon City.

"Half-Demon City!?"

The three big characters splashed with ink, like three magic spells, were fiercely imprinted on the hearts of every living being.

"In this world, there is actually a city that belongs to a half-demon!?"

(I'm sorry (?_?) ）