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Chapter 321: Harmony

Ye Xiaochuan was busy stealing the Ice Ancient Jade in the Cold Ice Stone Cave, fantasizing about making a fortune. As the owner of the Ice Ancient Jade, Xuan Ying didn't notice Ye Xiaochuan's evil intentions at the moment.

She was playing the flute, and Yun Qiyou was stroking the piano.

Mount Meru's view of the back mountain of the peak, the ensemble of the piano and flute of the empty light, like the sound of heaven.

The two of them seemed to be immersed in some kind of mysterious and mysterious illusion, forgetting time and things, as if this qin flute was not played by two people, but the instrument spirit in the demon suppression guqin and the Huangquan Biluo flute, controlling the bodies of the two people.

From last night to dawn today, for several hours, the melodious sound of the flute and the ethereal sound of the piano have never stopped, like a harmony that transcends time and space for thousands of years.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano and the sound of the flute suddenly disappeared at the same time, and it turned out that after the song was finished, the two of them stopped at the same time as if they had a soul in their hearts.

Yun Qiyou, who was sitting on the boulder, suddenly woke up like a dream, slowly raised his head, and looked at the sky.

Last night's clouds had not yet dispersed, but were getting thicker, and the sky was gray and the sun was not visible.

A drop of rain fell from the sky and fell on her pale and beautiful cheeks, like a crystal pearl, across her cheeks and cheeks, like the tears of an infatuated woman.

Yun Qiyou's eyes were a little misty, a little confused, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

After a long time, she put away the demon suppression guqin, put it in the piano bag and carried it on her back, stood up, and said word by word: "Who is Your Excellency? Is it Xuan Ying?"

Xuan Ying sat on one of the treetops of the dense Bodhi tree not far away, light and fluttering, like a piece of catkins, weightless, with a gust of wind blowing, the treetops swayed, and she also followed the treetops up and down.

Yun Qiyou couldn't see her, but she could see Yun Qiyou clearly.

Looking at the white snow-like divine sword held in Yun Qiyou's hand, she muttered to herself in a voice that only she could hear: "Chopping dust, it turns out that she is the owner of the Dust-chopping divine sword that appeared in Yizhuang that night. ”

She hasn't asked about the world for many years, and she has just come out recently, so she doesn't know much about the younger generation of disciples today.

She only knew that after the death of the previous generation of the master of the dust cutting immortal, the dust cutting was kept by the jade machine of Cangyun Gate, and now, such a powerful divine sword, after the jade machine was hidden for two hundred years, passed to the hands of the woman in white in front of her, it is conceivable that this woman is by no means easy.

Yun Qiyou's current cultivation is still difficult to enter the eyes of this so-called last god in the world, but the dust in Yun Qiyou's hands and the demon suppression guqin on her back make her have to face it squarely.

This is an ancient artifact that even she fears.

Hearing Yun Qiyou's words, Xuan Ying still didn't mean to show up, but she still opened her mouth and said, "That night I found that you were tracking behind, I made a few big circles, flew thousands of miles, and I didn't even get rid of you, can you tell me, how did you do it?"

Yun Qiyou didn't look surprised, but a light flashed in his eyes.

What a baby!

The woman hiding in the dark with her own flute and singing is really a plain girl!

The subtle feeling from the Dust Slashing Sword was right, not an illusion of one's own!

She glanced down at the dust and didn't speak, but this subtle movement was clearly seen by Xuan Ying.

Xuan Ying's indifferent voice sounded again, and said: "It turned out to be Chopping Dust, I almost forgot, Wufeng and Chopping Dust are the twin swords of fate that have been entangled for thousands of years, and it is reasonable for you to find this place through the connection between Chopping Dust and Wufeng." ”

Yun Qiyou raised her head, Xuan Ying's voice seemed to sound directly from her soul, she couldn't tell where it came from, she could only raise her head and say to the increasingly dense raindrops: "What about Ye Xiaochuan, where is he?

Xuan Ying thought it was very interesting, and she said, "That young man is in my hands, you want to find him?"

Yun Qiyou said: "Yes." ”

Xuan Ying said: "You love him?"

Yun Qi was stunned for a moment, and many strange looks flashed in his eyes.

She never thought about it.

Even, when she grew so big, she never thought about whether she would fall in love with a man in her life.

Of course, the feeling for Ye Xiaochuan's kid is not love. This is what Yun Qiyou is very sure of.

Xuan Ying saw that Yun Qiyu didn't reply, so he said: " Chopping dust and Wufeng have been entangled in three lives and seven lives, you are the last life, originally I didn't want to say this to you, I would rather see the master of Chopping Dust and Wufeng killing each other, but you are the descendant of Yaoqin, the demon suppression guqin is not something that can be played and controlled by just one person, there are not many women I admire in my life, Yaoqin counts as one, Xuannu counts as one, you are the heir of Yaoqin, I just told you so much, take back your love, stay away from Ye Xiaochuan, far away, otherwise your fate will be very miserable, very miserable. ”

After saying this, the body of Xuan Ying on the treetops disappeared, and disappeared out of thin air, and I don't know where it went.

I don't know why, Yun Qiyou's heart felt that Xuan Ying was leaving, although she couldn't see her, and she didn't know her location, but at this moment, she still had such a strange feeling.

At the same time, an even more strange thought faintly rose in her heart, this zombie god who had been secretly chased and killed by the righteous path and the demon sect for countless years, this legendary murderous female devil, did not seem to have any killing intent towards herself.

She wanted to ask about the whereabouts of Yun Yazi's uncle ancestor, but she didn't have time to say it, and now the only clue was Xuan Ying.

The wind and rain are getting stronger and stronger, and the rain clouds, which have gathered all night, finally show their hideous side at this time.

Yun Qiyou stood in the wind and rain, and soon the rain completely wet her clothes, which were close to her skin, revealing delicate curves.

She was still standing on the big rock, not moving.

It's just that the expression is a little complicated.

What kind of grievance does Wufeng and Dust Chop have?

The first time he saw Yun Yazi outside Hanyang City, he said that Chopping Dust and Wufeng were the twin swords that entangled Sansheng VII. I asked the reason for this, but Uncle Yun didn't tell me.

Now Xuan Ying said the same thing again, and more directly, warning herself to stay away from Ye Xiaochuan.

Thinking of the abnormal movement of Wufeng and slashing dust in Cangyun Mountain, as well as the subtle feeling of implication between the two swords at this moment, this made Yun Qiyou's heart gradually sink.

Xuanying's lair is nearby, to be precise, it is in the back mountain of Guanzi Peak, Yun Qiyou is very sure.

In the past few days, Guanzi Zai Peak has also been searched several times by the disciples of Jiaye Temple, and nothing abnormal has been found.

In the wind and rain, Yun Qiyou finally moved, and swept to the dense Bodhi tree not far away.