Although the array has been broken, but the miasma in the city has not dissipated at this time, Xie Boyu ordered a piece of rune paper to try to see the surroundings clearly, but the miasma is too thick, it is useless. He then began to shout Yan Zhou's name loudly, but no one responded, and in a trance, Xie Boyu seemed to have returned to a certain day in the early spring four years ago, and he had also shouted another name like this, and that person also did not respond to him.

"Yan Zhou! speak! Yan Zhou!!" The panicked Xie Boyu kept screaming and trying to get a response, but there was always silence in the deserted city. The cold wind in early spring, which was still a little biting, blew the miasma in front of Xie Boyu in bursts, and he didn't care if he would inhale the miasma, just blindly repeated the word Yan Zhou.

Under the cover of the miasma, Yan Zhou only stood quietly and listened to Xie Boyu calling his name, his rare wooden face stared straight in the direction from which the voice came, but tears kept rolling in his eyes, as if he was deliberately restrained, and he didn't flow down at all.

I don't know how long it took, the sky was getting brighter, Xie Boyu dragged his tired body like a walking corpse and muttered something along the road, and in a trance, it seemed that someone gradually walked towards him from behind the thick fog. The man's eyes were slightly red, holding a green jade piccolo in his hand, his body was a little thin, Xie Boyu stood in place in a daze, looking at the clear-eyed young man approaching him with a smile, he called tentatively in disbelief: "Yan Xin." ”

The young man in front of him stopped stiffly after hearing the name, and as if he had expected it, he reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, and asked Xie Boyu with a smile that he thought he didn't care...... Right?", "...... Right. It wasn't until he heard Yan Zhou's question that Xie Boyu reacted, he was silent for a moment, and finally answered the other party's question.

"He can play the flute?"

"Yes. ”

"What's the name of that flute?"

"Autumn water. ”

"Am I similar to him?" Yan Zhou asked this question with tears in his eyes, he already had the answer in his heart, but for some reason he was still expecting Xie Boyu to give him a different answer.

"Hmm. After another long silence, Xie Boyu finally spoke firmly, he didn't dare to look at the young man in front of him, he could only look for the Changtian Sword in his hand as if he were relying on it.

Yan Zhou's tears still rolled down like a, he stepped forward as if pleading, stared at Xie Boyu's eyes that kept avoiding and asked, "Can't you lie to me?"

Xie Boyu slowly raised his head to look at Yan Zhou, he looked at the eyes soaked in tears with great tenderness, and finally replied in a dumb voice: "I have never said half a word to you. ”

"You're lying! You've been lying to me from the beginning!" Yan Zhou stepped back and roared, his eyes that had been clear in the past were now covered with red bloodshots, and he threw the green jade piccolo named Qiushui at Xie Boyu, and then squatted on the ground and hugged himself and cried. Xie Boyu stood there, and for some reason did not reach for the piccolo, but watched as it fell from his chest and shattered on the dusty ground.

The sky was already bright, and the miasma in the deserted city had dispersed like mist. Yan Zhou still squatted on the ground and didn't get up, he buried his head deep between his knees, choking for a while. Finally, Xie Boyu made the first move, he carefully and gently put the fragments into his bag, and without saying a word, he turned around and left the deserted city alone.

Xiao Xiao's cold wind rolled up the dust around Yan Zhou, and he happened to raise his head at this time, watching Xie Boyu's blurred back obscured by dust and miasma gradually drift away.

Gu Hai and his party stood on the side of the street and watched everything start and end, the strong wind raised the sword spike of the Qiushui Sword behind Yan Zhou, which happened to stop at the side of his eyes, no one could see his current expression, and he could only vaguely see him biting his miserable white lower lip, until the blood stained it red again before finally relenting.

"Senior sister, let's go back. Su Zi dragged Xia Huairuo, who was obviously already in the play, and she reacted slowly and responded: "Ah, good." At last, as if he had completely come to his senses, he said, "Wait, follow me." Hearing this, Gu Hai and Su Zi followed Xia Huairuo, who had already stepped towards the outside of the city, and at the moment before leaving the city, they still turned around and took one last look at Yan Zhou. A white-clothed young man was carrying a spirit sword sheathed with white jade, his face was so white that he could stand up, his bloodless lips were a bright red tooth mark, and his thin body stood on the white frost as if he would be blown down by the cold wind at any time, trembling for a long time without moving.

The three of them were silent all the way until they reached the mark that Xia Huairuo had asked the two junior disciples to pay attention to in advance before entering the city. At this moment, there was no magic at all here, Xia Huairuo covered the city wall with a talisman, and suddenly a hexagram was faintly reflected on the old masonry. Su Zi stepped forward to check it and replied, "It's a shock hexagram, Yang Yao." Xia Huairuo nodded affirmatively, and continued: "The Deserted City Array is based on gossip, although it seems to be dangerous and difficult to break, it is actually not complicated. In order, the eight places before entering the city can be solved. However, although the location is the same, it may not still be the same one, so in case you draw this route during your future travels, you will need to improvise. ”

Gu Hai and Su Zi nodded as if they understood, indicating that they heard it, and Xia Huairuo didn't care how much they understood, and after seeing the response, he drew his sword against the wall brick, and waved it a few times seemingly casually at the position where the hexagram was revealed. Because he couldn't attach his cultivation to it, Xia Huairuo had just stopped when the few wall tiles that had been touched by the tip of the sword suddenly cracked and shattered into several small stone slags.

Seeing Gu Su and the others looking surprised and envious, Xia Huairuo looked a little helpless: "If you listen to the class well, you shouldn't have this expression at this time." She didn't know how many times she knocked on the heads of the two junior disciples one by one, hoping to make them remember it longer, she sighed and asked, "Let me ask you, what is the third move of the Xie Clan's Dao Sword Collection Public Move?" Hearing this question, Gu Hai shrank behind Su Zi in embarrassment, and the fellow disciples who took classes with him all knew that he had always only remembered the moves and did not remember the names, but it was good at this time, not only could he not say the name, but he didn't even recognize the moves.

Fortunately, Su Zi thought for a moment and had a flash of inspiration, and replied tentatively: "Could it be that the formation is broken?" Xia Huairuo listened, and pretended to reach out to knock Su Zi's head again, so frightened that he quickly pushed Gu Hai in front of him again. "Don't hide, it's just breaking the formation. ”

Xia Huairuo smiled evilly with a successful expression and continued: "Most of the disciples who drew the Deserted City thought that the soul demons in the city were the trials, and they would get full marks if they killed all the soul demons. In fact, otherwise, this deserted city array is also a part of the trial, and only by killing the soul demon and breaking the formation can it be regarded as truly completing the trial. If you draw a deserted city next year, you have to take a good look at the Dao Sword Collection, don't find out where the hexagram is by then and don't know how to break the array. Gu Hai and Su Zi nodded awkwardly in agreement, staring at the sand and gravel on the ground and not daring to look at Xia Huairuo, for fear that she would count them down again.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak again for a long time, the two of them cautiously raised their heads, it turned out that the deserted city at this moment had gradually regained its vitality, and the cracked city bricks were restored to new together with the old city bricks around them, and the wind was no longer dusty mud, but the unique scent of grass in the early spring morning. A few small birds that could not be named flew towards the city with their names chirping, and stopped on a treetop that was higher than the city wall, Gu Hai took a closer look, and the treetop had already given birth to green shoots.

The vigorous meaning of everything in the city made Gu Su and the others want to enter the city again to have a look, and by the way, to see how Yan Zhou is doing, but Xia Huairuo stopped them at this time and said, "It's time to go, you don't need to know, you don't need to know." The two knew that they couldn't resist Xia Huairuo, so they had to reach out and let her hold it.

Su Zi hurriedly turned around the moment before leaving, and glanced at the city where the frost and mist had cleared. The white-clothed young man brushed aside the sword spike that was blown by the spring breeze on the side of his face, got up and walked slowly to the other end of the road, the wind rolled up his clothes, and looked at it from afar, as if he would ascend to the immortal and leave in the next moment.