"Those who are fighting are arrayed in front."

Ji Hanyue silently recited the nine-character mantra of Tantra in her mouth, pinched it, and a talisman burned on her fingertips, and the dust of the talisman was stained on her fingertips.

Immediately, he looked a little uneasy, and folded two talismans on Shi Qi's body that he didn't know what they were.

The red demonic qi on the monster's hand seemed to have its own eyes, bypassed Shi Qi, and went straight to Ji Hanyue's wrist.

"You are Taoist priests." Song Jing's voice suddenly sharpened, with hatred that could not be hidden.

Shi Qiyan quickly pulled the next Ji Hanyue, and the stone bricks on the ground were split by the red demonic qi.

If it really falls on the body, I am afraid that I will end up with open skin.

Gu Shiqiuhan's sword came out of its sheath, resisted in front of him, and said loudly: "The girl is Song Jingjuan?" We are disciples of the Divination Sect, and we are here for your younger brother Song Mi. ”

Before Gu Shiqiu finished speaking, a powerful burst of demonic power swept in again, and the demonic power spread like a vine, attacking from all directions.

"Miss Song, if you have something to say, don't do it yet, we have no malicious intent."

Ji Hanyue stretched out her hand and pressed Gu Shiqiu's wrist, "Senior brother, you put down your sword first, Miss Song, we are friends with Song Mi." ”

Gu Shiqiu withdrew the sword into the scabbard and stretched out his hand to block it in front of Ji Hanyue and Shi Qi.

Song Jingyu withdrew her demonic energy, her white hands supported her head, and she looked at the three of them with an arrogant sneer.

"You look like you're only sixteen or seventeen years old, and as for the little girl, she's not even ten years old. Seven years ago, where were you, Song Mi's friends? ”

"While I don't want to kill you for the time being, get out, the gods and Buddhas, this is true, if you are just curious about what is on the bright moon platform and who lives, then you can see it now, you can go, and you don't have to make up a mouth full of lies."

Song Jingzuo stood on the bright moon platform, dressed in red and cold.

After walking so far, it was clear that Song Mi's sister Song Jingjuan was in front of her, but she didn't know where to start.

They were hunted down by the Living Bodhisattva, and together with the master and apprentice of Xunchuan Tanyuan, they killed the Living Bodhisattva.

From the fragmentary words, it is known that the Living Bodhisattva was once a seventeen-year-old boy named Song Mi.

Pushed and shoved by the refugees in Cangzhou to feed the Buddha with their bodies, the flesh and blood were blurred by the hot molten iron, unable to speak, unable to hear, and turned into a monster that was neither human nor ghostly, in exchange for the pacification of the flood.

The benevolent gods and Buddhas, as long as this person's life, as long as this person's suffering, will save sentient beings.

They sealed Song Mi's remnants and came to Chang'an, trying to surpass this remnant thoughts, so that Song Mi had a trace of reincarnation.

It's just that as time goes by, Song Mi, who was originally just a remnant to them, slowly put it together, and inadvertently glimpsed the life of a young man named Song Mi.

To Song Mi, they may be just strangers.

Seven years after his death, trying to intervene in his life......

The time that has long passed, the young man who has passed away a long time has become irretrievable.

Man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law, and the Tao is the nature.

It is the wrong thing to choose whether to leave this obsession behind.

With this wisp of obsession, I went to disturb Song Mi's sister Song Jingjuan, who had become a demon......

Does it all really make sense?

Ji Hanyue was silent, her fingers held the silver bracelet on her wrist, there was no pattern decoration, and there was no lettering, if you didn't look closely, you couldn't even find it.

It's better not to get married, which will only increase sadness......

Her fingers trembled slightly, and she only felt that her Dao heart was turbulent, and she had a faint tendency to fall into the realm.

Gu Shiqiu noticed Ji Hanyue's movements, and asked puzzledly, "Senior sister?" ”

Shi Qi saw that the layer of purple light shrouded in Ji Hanyue's body slowly dimmed, as if it was covered with a layer of dust.

"Let's go, senior brother, it's me who is stunned."

"Senior sister? Your fingers ......"

Ji Hanyue's fingertips were dripping with blood, and there was clearly no wound, but the blood was dripping down.

Shi Qi looked at Ji Hanyue who was depressed, she could sense the heavy depression on Ji Hanyue's body, she didn't know where it started, but it must be related to Song Mi.

"Master, senior sister is bleeding fingertip blood now, senior sister is Fu Xiu, fingertip blood is the place where the spiritual energy used to draw talismans is the most, if this continues, Senior Sister's cultivation will fall."

The system said heartbroken in Shi Qi's mind, "My poor senior sister, I was broken by the words of the peony demon, and the monster doesn't have a good thing." ”

Shi Qi didn't have any other handkerchiefs on his body, so he took the white handkerchief given by Heluoshu and pressed Ji Hanyue's fingertips.

Shi Qi, a social terror programmer dressed in a child's shell, decided to stand up for his sister.

Shi Qi has her own way of living, but she does things that are not in line with her way of living.

"Sister Song, Senior Sister and Song Mi are really friends, she didn't lie to you, after the golden color of the Living Bodhisattva was shattered, she left a wisp of residual thoughts, and my senior sister used magic to store him in the bracelet."

"Remnant Nian said, Sister, the peony of Chang'an has opened, let's go to see it together, if the remnant Nian can be solved, he will be able to enter reincarnation, so we came to Chang'an. I want to find Song Mi's sister and want to explain it for him. ”

"I heard that Mingyuetai can only see people at night, so I came here to try my luck."

"Maybe you can't see him, but I'm a cultivator, and I can see him. When my senior sister was practicing swordsmanship, he always held a jade bone fan in the shade of the tree, gently fanning a cool breeze. Even if so, can't it be called a friend? ”

"Right now, he's standing here." Shi Qi stretched out his hand and pointed to Ji Hanyue's side, where a vague black phantom was standing.

In the bright moonlight, Song Jingyue walked down from above, and she looked fixedly at the silver bracelet on Ji Hanyue's wrist.

Ji Hanyue raised her head and looked hesitantly in the direction that Shi Qi's fingers were pointing, it was empty, only the night breeze was blowing.

Song Jingxuan stretched out her hand to Ji Hanyue and reached out to touch the silver bracelet.

Immediately, his fingers seemed to be burned, his eyes widened in surprise, his body shook slightly, and a line of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Sister Song, if my senior sister is not Song Mi's true friend, then are you his real sister again? Maybe I should call you, Flower Demon. Shi Qi's face was cold, and his black eyes looked directly at Song Jingjuan.

"Humans love flowers, because they bring the message of spring, and if she can't hear that message anymore, then I'll wait here for her, until I wait for him, and I'll meet him after all...... Someone who should come back. ”

Song Jingjuan's palm appeared with a well-blooming eight thousand generations of Tsubaki, with slender branches and leaves, and complex petals, she held the flower branch and handed it to Ji Hanyue, "Brother thank you for your care, please forgive me for being rude just now." ”