Three days later, it was the day of the trial for the Qingyin Palace to recruit new disciples.

In the Qingyin Palace, the breeze is coming, the pond is full of undefeated lotus all year round, and the moon in Chang'e Palace is captured, the cold fragrance floats the dark morning star, and the jade of the cold mountain is clear and lonely outside the red dust.

Luo Yaozhan was dressed in white, and her skirt was slightly swinging, like the frost of autumn dawn. There is no other ornament in the hair, only pick a green lotus and insert it in the bun. She flew down from the hall, like a spring breeze pear tree full of green snow.

In the main hall, there are only Mo Siqing and Qing Xuan. From a distance, Mo Siqing saw Luo Yaozhan dressed in white coming, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he walked quickly to the door.

"It's coming. ”

Mo Siqing still had a faint smile, like a string moon contaminated with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

"Hmm. ”

Luo Yaozhan just responded casually, and then stepped into the hall, and Mo Siqing followed.

"Palace Master, the girl is already here, so let's start. "Qing Xuan Immortal Monarch said.

"Let's get started. ”

Mo Siqing was as indifferent as water, except for facing Luo Yaozhan, in front of others, he has always been the palace master of Qingyin Palace who is not stained with fine dust and a clear breeze in the moon.

Qing Xuan's hands changed, and within a moment, a huge water mirror was formed, and the water mirror showed the situation of the place of trial.

"Yancao, you can start. Qingxuan said to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old woman in the water mirror.

The other end of the water mirror.

"Yes, master. ”

The girl named Yancao wore a dark long dress, different from the usual squeamishness of her daughter, she was a little heroic between her eyebrows, and between her eyebrows was a confident elegance.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you will enter the Mental Magic Realm later, everyone sees different things, if the specified time has not come out, please feel free. Yan Cao announced the rules loudly.

"Su'er, let's go together. Song Qian pulled the sleeve of the fluff and said in a low voice.

Luo Su didn't speak, and slapped Song Qian's hand holding her sleeve. "Now start entering. Yan Cao opened the entrance and said to everyone.

Luo Xu ignored Song Qian and took the lead in entering the magic mirror.

"Wait for me!" Song Qian shouted as he hurriedly followed into the illusion.

As soon as Luo Xu stepped into it, he felt that the scenery in front of him had changed greatly, and he returned to the Purple Mansion before meeting Luo Yaozhan.

"Ugly monster, why don't you die. The boy in a brocade robe looked at Luo Fu with a disgusted expression.

"That's it, ugly, even your parents won't want you. The other girl replied.

"Maybe her parents were killed by her, Calamity!"

"Scourge!"

Dusty and dusty, huddled in a corner shivering. Her clear eyes looked around helplessly, not frightened, only a cold understanding of human nature.

"No...... I'm not ......."

As soon as the picture turns, snowflakes fall from the sky, the west wind sweeps through the barren ponds, and the streets are empty and inaccessible.

At the entrance of a tall mansion, he was covered with scars and bruises, and he was lying on the ground in embarrassment. The cold wind roamed over her wantonly, sucking her life.

"Why ......" Luo Xu's eyes showed deep unwillingness, "Why is God so unfair......"

After that, Luoxu's eyes went dark and he fell into a coma. When she opened her eyes again, the flames blurred her vision, and she was bound to the high platform, the scorching tongue of fire eroding every inch of her skin. Luo Su smiled, laughing with relief and poignant. The next moment, however, a vague woman's face came to her mind, and she kissed her forehead softly.

"Xiaoxi, live, even if the world slanders you, deceives you, hurts you, and destroys you, you must live strongly. ”

"Live...... I'm going to live......"

A strong beam of light burst out from Luo Fu's body, all the flames were extinguished, the rope fell off, and Luo Fu fell heavily to the ground, and his mind was in chaos.

"Kill them, they all want you to die!"

A voice sounded in Luoxu's ears, with a demagogic taste.

"They are unjust to you, so why should you be merciful to them? The voice rang in her head again.

Luo's eyes turned crimson, and his mind was bloody, leaving only hatred and resentment:

"Kill...... Kill them......"

Luo Yaozhan on the other end of the water mirror frowned:

"...... Silk"

Luo Su seemed to hear a gentle voice piercing through the darkness and hatred and hitting her spiritual platform.

"Su'er, Brother Moyu and I are both your relatives, and from now on, you will be called Luoxu, and you will be my sister Luoyaozhan. ”

"Sister!"

Luo Xu roared, Zhihai instantly sobered up, and suddenly opened his eyes. "Mother......

Luo Su heard the whispering of Song Qian beside him, mixed with faint blood, tears and sadness.

Luo Su's heart shook suddenly, as if it hit his soul.

"Wake up, soft, wake me up!"

She knelt beside Song Qian, shaking his body vigorously.

"No...... Mother, don't leave Qian'er alone. Song Qian was still addicted to the nightmare, unable to extricate himself.

"You softass!" Luo Su said angrily.

Seeing that the exit was about to close, Luo Xu gritted his teeth, leaned down suddenly, kissed Song Qian's lips, and sent spiritual power into his sea of consciousness little by little.

A kiss is desolate to the earth, and the years are like water, just one kiss is enough to shock the three generations of dream butterflies.

"Hmm-"

Song Qian snorted, and a trace of clarity flashed in his mind, like a clear stream gushing out of a field that had been dry for a long time. Shocked, he suddenly woke up, felt a touch of warmth between his lips, and his eyes were straight to each other in surprise.

"You...... You, you, you......"

Song Qian's heartbeat missed half a beat, and after reacting, he jumped up in shock.

"Don't leave you, it'll be too late if you don't leave. ”

Luo Su's face was slightly hot, he glared at Song Qian fiercely, grabbed his hand and ran out of the enchantment.

Outside the exit, it has been nearly a third of the people. Some people are happy, and some people are afraid of the scenery in the fantasy territory.

Luo Su shook off Song Qian's hand, and there was no trace of waves in his eyes. If it is said that Mo Siqing is holy and cold, and Luo Yaozhan is holy and cold, then Luo Xue is the coldness after seeing through the gloomy hearts of people, and building the walls outside his heart to disguise himself and protect himself.

"That," Song Qian recalled the scene in the Phantom Realm, his face slightly red, "Thank you." If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have woken up. ”

Luo Xu just glanced at him lightly, which was a response.

Soon, the illusion closes. Those who did not come out have been teleported to the square where they had previously registered. A little more than a third of them are standing here.

At this time, Yan Cao spoke:

"Congratulations on passing this test, now you have a good rest for an hour, and then you will go to another place. ”

With that, everyone found a place to sit and rest. Luo Xu walked to a pavilion and sat down, pranayama in the way Luo Yaozhan said. Song Qian sat down with him, remembering what he had seen in his previous illusion, and couldn't help but feel sad. He took out a white jade flute from his body and blew it low.

The sound is light, the trickle of water is trickling, and the autumn breeze is clear in the evening; the second sound is slow, just like the pipa continues to play, and it is infinitely unwilling. Three turns, the city is frightened and falls, a river is late in autumn; four mourning, pieces of snowflakes fall on Yaotai, and the unkempt is flying white; five are urgent, a hundred ghosts cry softly at night, and the remnant sun is low in half a round; six sighs, a kind of lovesickness but different, the dream is still broken; seven sounds, a round of moon in the lonely grave ridge, the wind passes through the ghosts.

Luo Xu opened his eyes lightly and looked straight at Song Qian. The bleak sound of the flute actually evoked the loneliness that had been hidden in her heart, disturbed her calm mind, but also completely broke her magic barrier.

"Song Qian, you ......" Luo Su couldn't help but call softly.

Song Qian's flute slowly stopped, and smiled softly at Luoxu:

"My mother died when I was six years old. This jade flute is the last thing my mother left me, and every time I think of her, I will blow this jade flute. ”

Song Qian's expression was gentle, as if he remembered his previous life, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Your mother's ......" Luo Xu obviously paused when he said the word "mother", "It's good to you." ”

"When my mother was young, she was very eccentric, she loved and hated, and she dared to make trouble. Later, I married my father, and with me, my temperament was much more restrained, and I was very gentle to me. Song Qian fell into the memory, and a taste of happiness appeared on her face, "Su'er, what kind of person is your mother?"

Stunned for a moment, Mo Ming remembered the woman he saw in the illusion, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he quickly returned to normal.

"I don't have a mother. "Luoxu is very calm, and seems to have long been used to it.

Song Qian was also stunned, a little sorry, and a little "the same person who has fallen to the end of the world", and didn't say a word.

Soon, an hour passed, and everyone returned to their original place.

Yan Cao glanced at everyone, and then said quietly:

"Next, you have to pass through the Thousand Illusion Forest, the first hundred people to come out, pass the test, and become the new disciples of my Qingyin Palace. Here I would like to remind you that the Thousand Illusion Forest is not as dangerous as the previous Heart Magic Realm, so you must be vigilant at all times. ”

Yan Cao opened the Qingyin Palace Teleportation Array, the light faded, and everyone had disappeared in place.