It was too late for Mo Liyan to stop him, so he could only watch the big red figure slowly fall down in front of him.

"Mother!" At the last moment, Mo Liyan couldn't help but fly forward and hugged Leng Lingfeng in his arms.

However, Leng Lingfeng, who was already dead, suddenly opened his eyes, and a red light shone directly into Mo Liyan's purple eyes, and Mo Liyan was frozen in place for a while.

Leng Lingfeng stood up slowly, two tears overflowed from his red eyes, and then a red pill appeared in his palm, and he suddenly reached out and probed the pill into Mo Li's mouth.

"Yan'er, I'm sorry, I can only bear you again, I have to listen to his orders, but don't worry, as long as you obediently obey the order, he won't embarrass you, and when I rescue the old spirit king Leng You, I will definitely get the antidote for you!" Leng Lingfeng muttered to Mo Liyan's figure, his eyes flashing with sadness.

After Leng Lingfeng's figure disappeared, Mo Liyan slowly moved his hands and feet, "What happened just now?" I obviously saw Leng Lingfeng fall, and then rushed forward by myself, but why is she left alone now, where did she go, her mother, the woman who never gave him a trace of warmth, really died......

While thinking about it, an inexplicable pain flashed in Mo Liyan's heart.

Lei Gong and Dianmu had just sent off the people who had broken through, and suddenly felt a strange movement coming from Feixian Peak, as if an unknown force had broken into the Heavenly Ladder and headed towards the Heavenly Clan.

The two were about to go out to investigate, but found that they were trapped in the Wangxian Garden and couldn't get out.

"Someone must have set up an enchantment outside Wangxian Yuan to trap you and me, it seems that there are really people with bad intentions!" Lei Gong became anxious, and his voice seemed to be even louder.

"You guessed it right, it is!" replied the electric mother unhurriedly.

"Why are you so calm, if someone really attacks the Celestial Clan through here, then won't I become a sinner through the ages, no, I have to think about it!" Lei Gong stood up in a hurry, and stretched out his hand to split the enchantment with a thunderbolt.

"Don't you want to live, if you use the Thunder Slash here, not only will you not be able to get out, but we will both have to die inside!"

"Then what should we do, are we trapped here, what kind of barrier is so difficult to break?"

Dianmu smiled slightly, got up lightly and pulled Lei Gong to her side, and a chessboard appeared in front of the two of them with a raised hand, "Calm down, how about you and I take this opportunity to play a few games?"

"Playing chess, where do I have the leisure to play chess now......" Lei Gong frowned, and then said thoughtfully: "Mo Fei, you already have a plan in your heart......

The electric mother smiled without saying a word, and picked up a white piece and gently landed on the chessboard.

Qiu Wuyan crossed the mist array, and a magnificent golden palace suddenly appeared in front of her.

"This is ......" Seeing the three big characters "Qingqiu Kingdom" on the golden leaves sticking out high above the palace, Qiu Wuyan was like a world away for a while.

She strode excitedly towards the two closed golden doors, and as soon as her hand touched the huge knocker, the icy cold made her shiver.

Qiu Wuyan remembered the situation when she was restrained by ginkgo biloba leaves in the Ginkgo Garden, and she couldn't help but feel a wave of fear in her heart, "Everything here, including this palace, is illusory, you can't believe it, you can't go in!" Qiu Wuyan silently admonished herself.

"But this is my home, maybe my father and queen mother are waiting for me in the hall at the moment, even if it is illusory, as long as I can see them again, what does it matter if I am in danger?" Qiu Wuyan put her hand on the huge door knocker, only hesitated for a moment, and then resolutely pushed open the door and walked in.

Everything in the palace is the same as before, there is no difference with the Qingqiu in Qiu Wuyan's memory, but there is no one everywhere, and there is a terrible loneliness all around.

Qiu Wuyan had no intention of nostalgic for the surrounding scenery, passing through the chrysanthemum-blooming royal garden, all the way to the palace hall.

At the moment of pushing open the door of the royal palace, Qiu Wuyan heard her heart pounding, and everything around seemed to stop, quietly waiting for her to push open the heavy door.

However, there was nothing Qiu Wuyan expected in that door, and the tall dragon couch was empty, and there was no Qiu Lie, nor Queen Jinlan.

Qiu Wuyan showed a look of loss in her eyes, walked to the dragon couch dejectedly, turned around and sat down, "Father, mother, can't Yan'er never see you again in this life?" Qiu Wuyan's hand stroked the dragon couch, and two tears fell silently.

Suddenly, her hand seemed to touch something, Qiu Wuyan reached out again, and something seemed to bulge under the dragon couch.

Qiu Wuyan slowly reached under the dragon couch and took out something wrapped in a yellow handkerchief.

Unfolding the layers of yellow handkerchiefs, a small red locket was revealed.

The strange thing is that no matter how hard she tries, she can't open it, Qiu Wuyan holds the red box in her hand and examines it carefully, and the shadow above the red box shows the mark of a swallow.

"Swallow, swallow ......" Qiu Wuyan muttered to herself as she stared at the swallow on the red box, and the swallow's wings seemed to tremble slightly.

"Could it be that there is a mechanism set up on this box?" Qiu Wuyan thought secretly, "There is a swallow engraved on it, could it be my name—Qiu Wuyan!"

Unexpectedly, the swallow figure on the red box flapped its wings and moved. With the flapping wings of the swallow, the small box retreated sharply from the middle to both sides, revealing the contents of the box.

A small red blood leaf pendant lay quietly in the box, Qiu Wuyan carefully reached out and took out the red blood leaf pendant, only to find that there was a yellow piece of paper under the box.

Qiu Wuyan gently picked up the piece of paper and put it in the palm of her hand, and Qiu Lie's powerful font came into view: "The red leaves are bloodless and withered, the swallows leave the nest and mourn, the time has love to send lovesickness, the leaf asks the Tao tangible, the grievances and hatreds pass with the wind, and the four seasons are harmonious and the heavens and men are united."

"Father, what do you want to tell Yan'er, do you want Yan'er to let go of hatred when grievances and hatred pass by with the wind, can you really let go of the hatred of the country's ruin, no, Yan'er can't do it, can't do it!" Qiu Wuyan pressed the red blood leaf pendant tightly to her chest and couldn't cry.

"No, father, unless you really stand in front of Yan'er in person one day and tell me the answer, I will be the real murderer, if the whole world loses Qingqiu, I will be the enemy of the whole world!"

A few lines of small words on the yellow paper flew into the air, burrowing into the red blood leaf pendant that had lost its color and disappeared.

The moment he walked out of the Qingqiu Palace, a gust of wind suddenly came, and he lifted Qiu Wuyan's clothes, and the white skin was particularly eye-catching under the mark of the moon in the middle of the day.

Chun Chanjuan met Wudi as a matter of course in the mystery of the fog, according to her memory.

She thought she had met Xingzhuo, but wondered why he didn't have to wrap his whole body in the black clothes.

"Wudi, have you recovered? You are no longer afraid of light, and your body will no longer become transparent?

But the white-clothed Wudi didn't answer her, as if he hadn't heard her words or even seen Chun Chanjuan, standing quietly with his hands behind his back, and the infinitely powerful dragon sword was stuck in the scabbard behind his back.

Chun Chanjuan found that she and Wudi seemed to be in two parallel worlds, unable to touch each other, let alone communicate.

She could only touch the angular face in the mirror, secretly sad.

Suddenly, a figure floated in, also dressed in white, with a winding and moving posture, Wudi held the woman in his arms, his eyes full of love.

"No!" Chun Chanjuan screamed in pain, but the white-clothed Wudi still didn't see the slightest response, but the woman in white turned her head slightly and smiled smugly at Chun Chanjuan.

What made Chun Chanjuan even more devastated was: "That face turned out to be Qiu Wuyan!"

"No, no, Wudi is mine, he's mine, mine!" Chun Chanjuan shook her head and staggered back.

But seeing the white-clothed Qiu Wuyan in the mirror, the corners of her mouth hooked up a cruel smile, gently faded the outer layer of the gauze, and then pulled off the phoenix hairpin from her head and stabbed it towards the chest of the white-clothed Wudi......

A sharp pain came from Chun Chanjuan's heart, and a stream of blood spurted out of her mouth, and in a trance, a mark of holding the moon in the middle of the day appeared on the waist of the mirror Mid-Autumn Festival Wuyan, faintly emitting a clear glow like moonlight.

Xingzhuo staggered in the fog, and after walking for a long time, he met another self, dressed in white and carrying a dragon sword, similar to the situation encountered by Chun Chanjuan in the mirror image.

Xingzhuo looked at the white-clothed pair in the mirror image in shock, and recognized that one of them was his figure, and the other turned out to be Qiu Wuyan.

"Why did such a memory appear, could it be that I really had a relationship with Qiu Wuyan, no wonder every time I saw her, I would involuntarily increase my heartbeat, and I always couldn't help but want to protect her......" When Xingzhuo was surprised and puzzled, Chun Chanjuan's figure suddenly appeared in the mirror image out of thin air.

Seeing Chun Chanjuan appear, Xingzhuo couldn't help but feel frightened in his heart, but what he didn't expect was that Qiu Wuyan, who originally looked delicate and kind, suddenly pulled out the phoenix hairpin from her head, and suddenly stabbed towards Chun Chanjuan's heart, a bloody light flashed, and the figures of herself and Chun Chanjuan disappeared.

Qiu Wuyan smiled ghostly, turned around and took off her gauze clothes, and the birthmark on her waist that hugged the moon in the middle of the day emitted a faint white light.