The white clothes are like immortals, and they can't break the years and years, and the red dust is obsessed.

The red dress is like a song, and the singing can't finish dividing the harmony and harmony, and the white bones are sad.

After sending away the painting heart with light and dust, he stroked his forehead tiredly, he took advantage of the wind and snow last night to rush thousands of miles, but he was still a step late.

"Heh~" Outside the deserted temple where no one was around, a sneer from a person, "How does it feel to hear your own woman Chenghuan under the crotch of another man?"

He Guang Tongchen's eyebrows jumped, and he looked around, only to see a black shadow flashing, he immediately chased after him, made two turns, and went back to the deserted temple.

It's the deserted temple where he and she met, but it doesn't seem to be.

The sky of the four wilds, I don't know when it darkened, the deserted temple is hidden in the dark, the dilapidated temple door that has lasted for a long time, the red paint peels off, like the bloody mouth of the mountain beast, there is a person standing in the temple, the black robe is added, wrapped in the airtight, gloomy buried in the top of the night, the murderous demonic aura stretches for dozens of miles.

It was a familiar breath with the light and dust!

He knew it was Wu Buzhou!

Otherwise, who else has such great ability to dare to make waves in front of him, Huaxin and Shuyi?

"Don't come unharmed. Wu Bu turned around and sneered, "Benjun said, I will come to you." ”

He Guangtongchen unconsciously clenched the Buddha beads, and his knuckles turned white.

It's not that he doesn't want to kill the witch, but he knows that he can't kill him, so he can only let him do evil for no reason.

The tension was tense and the atmosphere was deadlocked.

Wu Buzhou saw that Heguang Tongchen's face was pale and indifferent, and he spoke again, his tone seemed to be mocking, "Benjun can illusion a thousand shapes, it was you who dreamed last night, but that woman, a golden hairpin coated with poison stabbed into my heart so mercilessly, it seems that your skin is not easy to use, she is ...... to you It's really ......."

These words naturally angered and Guangtongchen, but Heguang Tongchen was just silent, looking at him lightly, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Wu Buzhou smiled disappreciatively, took two steps forward, and in the disillusionment of light and shadow, his body changed and became another appearance, red clothes and white hair, and he was full of beauty.

Frost and snow-like eyebrows, a pair of phoenix eyes are beautiful and idle, and they are flamboyant and good-looking, which makes them sigh to themselves.

He gently picked up the thin line of his lips, and slowly walked in front of He Guang Tongchen like a god, and his pupils suddenly shrank, and he remembered that he was alone...... The soul of the Nine Phoenix!

That mysterious man of unknown origin and unfathomable origin who has been guarding the heart of the painting!

"Original...... You're him!" When he was still Jun Yi with the light, he sensed the power of the soul of Jiufengqin, and it turned out that he was the god of creation, Chi Ming, that is, Wu Buzhou before the fall of demons.

"Benjun...... It's just that it used to be him. Wu Buzhou took two steps closer, and in a blink of an eye, he became a black robe and his face was hideous, "Can't you restrain your love for her? One day, you will become the same as Benjun, unrecognizable, for a woman, is it really worth it?"

"It's worth it. "And the light and the dust, the words are convincing.

"It's so pitiful...... Wu Buzhou's voice was as soft as sighing, "I don't cry when I don't see the coffin, I can't ...... obsessed"

He Guang Tongchen interrupted coldly, "You lured the poor monk to come here today, not just to say this, right?"

"Benjun wants you to manage to destroy the Xuanyin Lantern and destroy the Nine Shadows Seal!"