"Demon King Mirage. Don't come unharmed. Sima Nanfeng saw the gray figure from a distance, he looked intently, his eyes were full of golden light, very gorgeous, as if reflecting the whole world, extremely fine and exquisite.

Mirage stood there and looked at him with a smile on his face, not like the atmosphere of an enemy meeting each other, but more like a reunion of old friends, even if the two were not friends who talked all night.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Sima University. The mirage spoke slowly, word by word was very clear, the two were far apart, but they could hear each other clearly when they spoke, it was very secretive.

"It's a good trick to deceive us, Lord Mirage has been planning for a long time, and he hasn't released a single rumor. ”

"I've always been very cautious in what I do, and if someone else knows about it, it's really stupid, you're already good, and you just got out, and you didn't find out about this anomaly. Mirage looked at him quietly, his eyes full of smiles.

"I still remember that when I came to Yangzhou for seventeen years, I sensed your existence, and after seventeen years, you came back to the world, what are you going to do this time?" Sima Nanfeng took a step, every step was very steady, his elegant temperament was exuded in the wind, the businessmen and pedestrians on both sides of the road nodded to him, he was very loved and respected in Yangzhou, this former Yanguo scholar has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, even if the past is fluttering in the wind.

"Big thing? I haven't figured out what to do yet, I just want to have a good experience in the world. Mirage replied.

"Oh?" Sima Nanfeng raised his eyebrows, he thought that the Demon King Mirage would be slaughtered endlessly after he appeared, setting off a bloody storm, but the latter seemed to have changed, more like a "person", and he was curious about what twists and turns there were.

"Then Mirage-sama, have you figured out where to go first?" Sima Nanfeng chased after him, he didn't expect things to be as he wanted, there must be something boring.

"Just Yangzhou. The mirage stared at him with a playful face, and suddenly the breath of heaven erupted all over his body, which was a terrifying cultivation comparable to the second realm of Taoist real people, the wind was blowing a strong wind, the wind whimpered and whined, like the sobbing and wailing of lonely souls and wild ghosts, the pedestrians' robes were hunting, the stalls were almost overturned, and the people who blew looked up at the sky in fear, thinking that the old lady was angry.

"Mirage, what are you going to do!" Sima Nanfeng's face changed instantly, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out.

"There's too much dust in the world, just clean it up, don't be too nervous. The mirage talked and laughed, and the gesture between raising his arms and waving his hand was very gentle, without the slightest terrifying image that the demon clan had always lingered in the minds of mortals.

"Mirage, they're all innocent!" Sima Nanfeng shouted angrily.

"Innocent? There are more innocent people in the world, and those people trapped me in the battle three hundred years ago, have I done anything that hurts heaven and reason? It's just a bunch of mediocre people who have no brains, and when they see the wind is rain, I was innocent at that time, but someone spoke for me?" The mirage was unfurled, and the storm was even worse, with the feeling of turning the street upside down, and thin marks were cracked on the ground.

"You and I are out of the body, don't hurt mortals, you are the king of the demon clan, you shouldn't do such a thing to oppress the weak. Sima Nanfeng stared at the mirage, his decision to make this step was undoubtedly digging his own grave, the mirage's cultivation was far greater than his, he knew it well in his heart, but he had to do it.

"Yes, you will. The mirage's eyebrows flashed, and a ray of divine light floated into the air, a person who was exactly the same as his real body.

Sima Nanfeng was also out of his senses, and the two confronted each other in the air, one with a relaxed face and the other with a heavy face.

The mirage laid down a ban on heaven and earth, restoring the appearance of Yangzhou City, but there was no figure in the city, which was similar to the Qiankun in the palm of his hand, Sima Nanfeng looked around, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and at the same time his face became heavier, such a great power even he could not have, but the other party was lightweight.

"Let you strike first. Mirage said.

"What a offense then!" Sima Nanfeng's figure swept away, condensing the mighty breath of heaven and earth, like the eye of a spiritual cave between heaven and earth, there was a round of golden red sun shining under his cuffs, and the golden light continued to expand to wrap his figure, and his move was the strongest one, leaving no room for one.

"Whew!" The red sun crashed towards the mirage, the person just spread his fingers, bent his arms to take advantage of the situation, and his body was wrapped around the black and white qi, the black gas is yin, and the white gas is yang, although the mirage is a demon fairy, but he has mastered the two qi of good and evil, and is the first person to practice the power of yin and yang for thousands of years.

When Sima Nanfeng witnessed the gentle blending of these two forces that were incompatible, his heart was shocked beyond measure, it was too gorgeous, no wonder three hundred years ago, black and white were enemies of him, because he should not exist in the world, and his existence was a naked humiliation and show-off for both good and evil.

On the way of cultivation, the higher you go, the more you grab and compete for the aura of heaven and earth, the more you must compare, after all, there are so many aura between heaven and earth, whoever occupies more and who occupies less, and a genius like mirage is jealous and hateful.

The red sun and the black and white light intersected, and the power generated tore a crack in the sky, and countless stars fell, and those stars were large or small, smashing into the ground to leave a pit, and the originally rich and prosperous Yangzhou City turned into a ruin, and there was no life at all.

There was still a figure left in the air, and it was a mirage.

Sima Nanfeng nested in the ruins, his robe was in tatters, his face was bloodless, he looked up at the upright figure sluggishly, the person was draped in the divine light of the sun and the moon on his shoulders, as if bathed in it, recognized by heaven and earth, and the endless aura was enjoyed by him alone.

"I lost......" Sima Nanfeng's lips trembled.

The prohibition of heaven and earth disappeared, the two figures on the street were motionless, and Sima Nanfeng's face turned pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood unexpectedly, he bent down and clenched his fists in his heart, he was seriously injured.

The Confucian sage who sat in the 700-mile landscape of Yangzhou was seriously injured, and within ten days, he had no power to resist in the face of that person, and he was defeated.

Sima Nanfeng's sideburns turned white, and his originally jet-black hair gradually became more silvery-white, his expression became withered, and the luster on his cheeks dimmed, and the traces of time began to appear, as if he had grown twenty years old.

Sima Nanfeng really became a middle-aged Confucian scholar who was nearly fifty years old, and he hooked his waist and said: "Mirage, if you dare to destroy Yangzhou, I should sacrifice my life for righteousness and take action for the saint." ”

The mirage walked over slowly, he stood beside Sima Nanfeng, and whispered: "I won't kill living beings, after all, the world is still very interesting, I want to take a walk and take a look, but one day whoever makes me unhappy, it is not impossible to destroy the world in a thought." ”

"So, pray more. ”

The mirage walked slowly for dozens of steps, and suddenly stopped moving, and he said again: "That saint of yours, what he said is right, I was too presumptuous before, I didn't understand before, but now I understand, if you see a saint in the future, remember to help me say hello to him." ”

"By the way, I know who framed your saint. A sneer appeared on Mirage's face.

"Who?" Sima Nanfeng, who was trembling all over, turned his head to look, with deep eye sockets and high convex cheekbones.

"It's the Taoist real person who set up a camp to imprison me, and he can't be wrong. The mirage said firmly.

"What happened three hundred years ago? What is the relationship between the demon king and the saint? What is the hidden thing of that respected real person? Am I being deceived?" Sima Nanfeng buried his head, meditating hard, his eyes throbbing.

With that, the mirage walked out of the city gate with ease.

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Lu Fu.

In the remote Biluo Garden, Mrs. Gan wandered in the corridor of the lotus pond with the support of the maid, and she was very happy to find that her health was getting better and better, and she could walk smoothly without the support of the maid.

"Chunxing, where has Jing'er gone? I haven't seen him in the past few days, and I will send someone to bring a message to ask Jing'er and Ling'er to come to dinner together, our mother and son haven't eaten together for a long time. ”

Named Chun Xing listened carefully, she was the personal maid who had been serving Mrs. Gan for a long time, and she was very happy that Mrs. Gan was in good condition now, so that the maid would have a lot less troubles, and Chun Xing nodded resignedly.

"By the way, the girls who told Jing'er last time have come to visit me again in recent days, and they all told him to think about it, this child just doesn't listen, they are all too old, and they are so heartless, look at those sons of the same age as him, which one is not a group of wives and concubines, and the children are all waist-high, just he is not in a hurry for a day, it is really the prince who is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry, and I will talk about him. Mrs. Gan counted all the ways to Lu Jingyuan, Chun Xing listened to it in her ears, smiled in her eyes, and she didn't dare to squeak.

"Mrs. Gan, maybe the young master already has someone he likes?" Chunxing endured it and still confided.

"Oh, who? Have you seen Jing'er in contact with any girls?" Mrs. Gan's eyes lit up, and she was happy.

"Well, well, Childe has been out a lot recently, a few days ago, a young lady named Pei Chunyan came to the house, and then left, Childe also met several monks in the Lotus Palace, there is a lovely girl named Tao Soft, and Childe seems to have a lot to do with Miss Cao of Hanhai Mingchen, but that Miss Cao is no longer in Hanhai Mingchen, and then there is Miss Cao Ziling who has been following Childe. Chun Xing listed them one by one, and she didn't know which one Childe liked, but the woman's intuition told her that Childe must have a girl she liked.

"Hey, there are so many, even if you bring one back. Mrs. Gan looked at the white clouds, her eyes were fascinated, and her greatest wish for the rest of her life was to see her grandson born and live that life of teasing her grandson.

"Mrs. Gan, when the day comes to fruition, Gongzi will definitely bring back a beautiful daughter-in-law to you. Chun Xing smiled lightly.

Mrs. Gan's casual gaze moved downward, and she found a familiar face in a corner, dressed in white, phoenix eyes and fox eyes, pointed chin, and beautiful and delicate facial features.

The fairy woman only appeared for a moment, and Madame Gan could no longer catch her trace.

She blinked, pondered for a moment, and regained her senses.

"Why is the fairy here?"