The smoke gradually condensed into the figure of an adult man, like the one that appeared behind Xiao Ningrou before, wrapping Xiao Pei Zhuoan from behind.

He tempted Xiao Pei Zhuo'an with the hoarse male voice that Ning Xiang and Mo Yinxing were very familiar with: "Do you want to take revenge on those who bullied you?" As long as you give me the face, I will help you make ......"

Ning Xiang and Mo Yinxing glanced at each other, and when the struggle flashed in Xiao Pei Zhuo'an's dull eyes, Mo Yinxing's right hand condensed the demonic power to grab the Ecstasy Flute that was floating in the air and was still controlled by the magic of human skin.

The powerful and familiar demonic aura made the Ecstasy Flute like a fledgling smelling the breath of an old bird, and after only a few struggles in the air, the whole flute body obediently flew towards the position of Mo Yinxing's palm, and was firmly held in his hand.

The Ecstasy flute is scarlet in color and has a swirl-like mark carved into the tail of the flute, which at first glance looks like an ordinary flute.

At this time, the human skin demon had not yet noticed that the Ecstasy Flute had changed hands, and his expression was still focused on little Pei Zhuoan, whose right hand with silver-white sharp nails passed through little Pei Zhuoan's knotted messy hair, intending to lift his hair to peel him off.

Seeing this, Mo Yinxing picked up the Ecstasy Flute in his right hand, placed the flute under his lips, and played a control song that he inherited from the memory of his original body.

Of course, the role of the demon clan in the hands of the demon clan is much stronger than that of other races, but in just a moment, I saw the human skin demon cover his ears with his right hand because of the pain.

At the same moment, the illusion that Ning Xiang and the others were in also began to change.

While little Pei Zhuo'an turned into dust and was blown away by the rain and wind, the surrounding environment changed in an instant, and a familiar transparent barrier appeared in front of the human skin demon.

A gust of rain blew through, blowing off the black-cloaked cloak that covered his face, revealing the full head of hair hidden inside, and his old wrinkled skin.

and, from his black cloak, a small collar of a white shirt,

The treasure hunt mouse clearly saw that there was a golden saber embroidered logo on the collar, and his eyes widened instantly, and he said, "This....... Isn't this a disciple's uniform that only Sword Peak has? ”

"Sword Peak?" Ning Xiang followed the treasure hunting mouse's line of sight, and after clearly seeing the sign, her brows tightened.

"But how so? Jian Feng had already disbanded after the death of Zang Jian Zun eighteen years ago, how could he still be wearing Jian Feng's clothes? ”

The treasure hunting mouse looked at the human skin demon with a painful face and an old man's face, and something flashed in the rat's brain:

"Didn't I tell you before, he is a bit like a sword cultivator I've seen? Although the color of their nails can match, the difference in youth is too great, and according to the year, he is in his thirties at most this year. ”

It's not like now, wrinkled like a seventy or eighty-year-old man.

Ning Xiang looked at the human skin demon who was already being forcibly pushed by the demonic qi to the transparent barrier, pursed her lips and looked at it and said, "What the hell is going on, let's follow up and see." ”

Mo Yinxing grabbed Ning Xiang's wrist, and her peach blossom eyes flashed: "Actually, you can recover the human skin demon now, and you don't need to follow up on it." ”

Ning Xiang thought that he was afraid that something would happen, so he didn't think much about it, and shook his head: "No, I still want to follow up and take a look, because I have always admired and respected that Sword Venerable senior of Sword Peak, and now that her fellow disciple has come out to make trouble, I have to see what is going on." ”

"Well, if you want to, then let's go."

The young man sighed and followed the girl who had already walked ahead, his eyes complicated.

As a demon weapon that can absorb people's minds, the Ecstasy Flute is also very powerful in the creation of illusions, and the degree of illusion is generally determined by the strength of the flute.

A flute bearer like Mo Yinxing, whose cultivation is much higher than that of the human skin demon, created an illusion so real that when Ning Xiang followed the human skin demon into the barrier to see what she was looking for, she almost thought that she had really returned to the cultivation realm.

Jianfeng is only two peaks away from Shaoyang Peak, in the scenery, compared to Shaoyang Peak is at least twice as beautiful, there is a huge waterfall from the four sides of Jianfeng falling down, the waterfall flows down the place planted with a lot of colors of pink, blue and purple giant trees, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fairyland on earth.

When Ning Xiang's thoughts were sober, there was a dull sound of water falling down from a waterfall in her ears.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, there are many spirit beasts that collect flowers and make nectar, and from time to time a few three-color petals on a giant tree fall in front of you, just looking at it with your eyes is a visual enjoyment.

In He Ningxiang's memory, there is no waterfall anymore, and the giant trees are all dry and dead.

"Let's go, he's gone."

Mo Yinxing grabbed Ning Xiang's wrist, looked at the human skin demon who had changed back to his youthful appearance, and was only nineteen years old from the back, and sighed in his heart again.

With the current situation of the girl beside him, he shouldn't have known about this so early, but if she wanted to, of course he wouldn't stop it.

It's the trouble that will come later.......

Ning Xiang didn't notice that Mo Yinxing's eyes were wrong, she looked at the nineteen-year-old young man who was walking in the front, met the demented eyes of the treasure hunting mouse, and asked it curiously: "What's wrong?" Do you really know this skin demon? ”

The jaw of the treasure hunting mouse was shocked: "It's not just that I know, my previous owner of the mouse died in his hands, but how could it be!" He was obviously an old guy just now, why is he suddenly so young now, are we going back to decades ago? ”

Soon, some other Sword Peak disciples who appeared in the illusion denied the speculation of the treasure hunting rat.

"Is Senior Sister really like the rumors said, did she stay in the Demon Realm before?"

"I don't know, now that she has been taken to the Discipline Hall by the master to be punished, whoever goes to intercede with the master will not let go, I think there is a chance that it will be nine times out of ten."

This sentence made the treasure hunt rats instantly determine which time period they had come.

Eighteen years ago, there was a major incident in the cultivation realm - the senior sister of Sword Peak, Tu Yu, and the first demon venerable secretly colluded, and the mutual affection was poked out.

And when this incident was poked out, it happened to be when the owner of the treasure hunting rat was stabbed through the heart by Tu Yu's junior brother Cangjiang with a sword.

Although Ning Xiang had also heard about this major event, she didn't know the news related to Sword Venerable Tu Yu's junior brother, let alone understood it, what did it have to do with the fact that he was now a human skin demon and went around skinning people.

The treasure hunting rat's body shook into chaff, and he told a secret that no one knew except for the sword venerable Tu Yu and Cangjiang himself at that time.

"Stinky woman, that Cangjiang, when I killed my former unscrupulous master of rats, her pupils were blood-red!!"