Singing under the moon, a city is born. The white clothes are as old as ever, and they are like the sound of autumn for the time being.

The six sons stroked the piano under the moon, like a leisurely spectator of this big show, getting out of the outside, intoxicated by the damaged dust rolled up by the sassy autumn wind. Both sides of the confrontation ignored him, after all, this scene could not be cared for by each other.

The long sword, which was like the moonlight pouring down, was lazy and light in the hands of the white clothes, and it was boring. However, it oppressed the three gods on the opposite side who had been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and there was not even a trace of reverie.

They didn't have time to think about whether the luthier next to them, who seemed to be a spectator, was friend or foe.

They also had no time to think about whether the princess of the Luo family behind the white clothes would make a move at some unexpected moment.

They even had no time to think about how they could fight back and kill this thief who had ruined their reputation.

Because they were keenly aware of how terrible and deadly that light and lazy moonlight was. And the white-clothed young man in front of him, who was wearing old clothes full of vicissitudes, was also like a heavenly immortal under the moon, fluttering, and he didn't know when he would arrive.

"Who are you?" No matter how things change, Bai Yi can only sigh after all, this villain driven by the mandate of heaven is still a villain. Limited by his own vision that he can't jump out of, and limited by the invisible cognitive barrier in the world, he can only ask such boring questions.

"Who am I?" Bai Yi smiled contemptuously, and the Seven Star Dragon Yuan danced in his hand, "If you stand on each other's side, I am the enemy you disdain but have to get rid of. And from what I see, I can only regret to tell you that for you, I am not human. ”

"It's not a man!" was a surprising remark, but in the hearts of the two scribes, most of them wondered why the young man had defiled himself like this. But the seemingly honest monk who had been sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai and even unconsciously retreated half a step back had a guess close to the facts.

People are the perspective that people understand. Perhaps in their consciousness, in fact, this young man who stirred up the storm in the north is just a figure like a meteor-like pride of the sky. Such people, although rare, can most of them be guessed, measured, and even killed.

The rivers and lakes have been stormy for thousands of years, and there are countless proud sons of the sky who have died in various accidents, as many as countless stars in the night sky. One more is not an unfathomable surprise.

The so-called divine realm, the so-called doing whatever you want, although it does have such power and power, it is still limited by the shackles of people. The longest-lived Divine Realm is only four hundred years of life, and they can't overcome the omnipresent and unchanging Destiny of Heaven after all, so no matter how strong the Divine Realm is, it's just a human being.

But what if they weren't dealing with people?

Myths and legends, painting and shadow repertoire, countless touching stories that have been handed down to this day, what if the so-called gods, the so-called immortals, the so-called bodhisattvas, the so-called Buddhas, the so-called spirits, and the so-called demons all exist?

So can the martial arts of manpower to the limit really play a role in the face of these legends that transcend the starting point of human beings?

Despair, even trembling fear, lingered in the heart of the great monk who carried the ghost-headed sword, and he looked at the two unconscious companions in front of him, and suddenly had the idea of retreating.

"You, what the hell is it?" clenched his sandbag-sized fist, the great monk silently recited it several times, and he still had some confidence and unwillingness to disdain the Buddhist scriptures in the past. Years of tempering in the rivers and lakes have given him some insignificant support, if this young man is just a fox and a fake tiger and a bluff.

"Wouldn't it be nice to keep your eyes open and see for yourself?"

The smile entered the heart and lungs with the sound of autumn, around the sternum, and spread a heart-piercing cold, which was an invisible and qualitative despair and fear, as if the cold winter was coming, and it was cold for a while.

The moonlight fell, dazzling and dazzling, but the two gods who were in the lead were not willing to be caught, closed their eyes and waited for death, but planned to fight to the death. Faced with the despair of this chill invading their hearts, they chose to fight as a trapped beast.

Perhaps fate always favors those who refuse to admit defeat, and when they choose to fight hard, a miracle really appeared in front of their eyes, although the cold sword split half of the scribe's body on the right, but their blades also pierced the young man's chest.

Blood poured like a river, as if this was a fierce arena where wild beasts fought each other. However, this kind of reborn surprise was fleeting, they looked at the young man's punctured bloody white clothes, the golden and jade skin, although it was pierced into three inches, but the flesh and blood of the wound suddenly squirmed, squeezing out the two powerful blades alive, and then healed in an instant, intact as before.

"What the hell are you!" The scribe on the left side suddenly burst into a broken heart, it was not that he had never seen a grandmaster who had practiced outside, nor had he never heard of the magic skills of the flesh and bones of the living dead. But that's still a rumor after all, just like the bitter monk in the Guanyin Monastery, although the Arhat's golden body is famous, but it is only a golden body with outstanding hard skills and practice.

If one or two Divine Realms shot together, most of them would still be able to end his life, and there would be no miracle of physical self-healing.

But when they really saw the young man who had been pierced in the heart and lungs, but was still smiling, and looked at his instantaneous wound, they suddenly understood the question of the great monk behind them.

The person in front of him is still not human!

Despair suddenly poured into his heart, and he suddenly clenched the blade in his hand, and the scribe in brocade turned around and fled without thinking. And at this time, he saw that the honest monk who had been standing behind them before had completely disappeared at this time. All he could see was an elusive wisp of smoke.

Then a white rainbow flashed by, and he was silent again.

"Ahem, ahem. Looking at the Long Yuan long sword that he slashed two God Realm in a row, Bai Yi never wanted to catch up with the great monk who was far away, but looked at the six sons who were watching the play with an embarrassed face, "Your illusion doesn't seem to be completely useless." ”

In the face of such a different reaction, Liuzi didn't care, but laughed as a matter of course.

"If you like it, if you like. ”

Coughing two more times, Bai Yi spat out a large mouthful of black blood. In fact, as the Imperial City Division deduced, he was indeed seriously injured and had not recovered, and this was indeed the time when he was at his weakest.

The elixir of immortality can heal all internal and external injuries, but it also has its limits after all. The three god realms, if they put everything aside and fight him head-on, they can probably really end his life that he doesn't want to die now. Even if Tianyi, who can measure the fortune and misfortune of heaven, is by his side, it is probably useless.

The battle with the Leopard God Monarch had actually overdrawn the medicinal power accumulated by the immortal medicine for a long time, and the Qi that had been recultivated by him had been completely consumed when repairing those complicated wounds, so he needed to find medicinal materials by himself, and only then did he need to use the poisonous herbs in this world to squeeze the potential of the immortal medicine.

And then when he recovered a little, he was ruined by Aya's chest piercing shot, although he relied on the pure internal strength of the innate Yi who practiced later, but he still lacked confidence. Even the sword intent that originally lingered in his bones and cut off everything had to be brewed for a long time before it could be wielded.

Otherwise, why did he need the illusion of the six sons to help him deter the minds of those three people and consume their fighting spirits, so as to achieve the result of two deaths and one escape.

With an inexplicable wry smile, Bai Yi still wanted to say a few playful words to relieve the suddenly stiff atmosphere, but suddenly found that his eyes were blurry, as if the whole world had lost its color.

With a miserable white dress, he didn't have the strength to hold on after all, he could only let his expression freeze, and then weakened his legs.

However, the sixth son who took the Yaoqin in his hand stepped over, and had already picked up the white clothes that were about to fall, his eyes were peaceful, hiding some kind of hidden stars, like a short autumn sound, sad and comfortable.

"Let go!" Tianyi was only one step slower than him, perhaps because she had been staring at this mysterious person with a suspicious gaze, she couldn't see through him, and this inability to see through it was like a sense of danger from her nature, which made her very annoying.

The sixth son didn't compete for such qualifications, he just let go, and then looked at Her Royal Highness the princess with cold eyes, and asked with a smile: "So now, am I qualified to join you?"

At this sentence, Tianyi frowned at her delicate eyebrows, pursed her lips, and then confided in her answer hatefully.

"Yes. ”

Although he never concealed his disgust, Tianyi understood that Bai Yi's situation at this time was really inseparable from this penetrating illusion master. They need the illusion of bluff to hide the real weakness of the moment, so that those with bad intentions cannot find their weakness.

To seek the world, the first thing is to seek one's life.

No matter how cautious and intelligent people are, there will be unexpected times and problems that they will have no time to take care of, so when playing with each other, the most important thing is not to let others see their own reality clearly. Tianyi, who has been hiding behind the white clothes, knows this truth better than anyone else, and understands better than anyone else what kind of despair and helplessness there will be when facing the problems set by the Mandate of Heaven.

Because at that time, you will understand how helpless it is to be a person.

"Then does Her Royal Highness the princess want to return to Jiangnan soon?" Liuzi raised his eyebrows, and suddenly asked with a smile, he saw Tianyi's anxiety and hesitation in his heart at this time, but this was not the reason why he didn't embarrass her.

The so-called good birds choose trees to perch, although he and the "Tai Sui" behind him are very optimistic about the young man in Tianyi's arms, but they are not casually going to a person who has no eyes. After all, the young man they are optimistic about now is at a time of extreme weakness, and if this reputationless, vase-like princess does not have a little vision, he will have to give up this choice.

He was sure that his idea was not the result of undisguised disgust in the eyes of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

"No, let's go slowly, at a normal pace. Tianyi glared at him helplessly, and then made his own answer. Since she wants to bluff, no matter how anxious she is, she can't show her eagerness. If she loses her square inch at this time and is in a hurry to return to Jiangnan, she will find medicine for Bai Yi to recuperate.

So a big drama that Bai Yi worked so hard to perform, wasn't she buried all at once. No matter how uneasy and anxious they are, they can only maintain a normal speed to go back, so as not to be found by others.

"Then what should Lu Shaoxia do?" The smile was a little stronger, but the sixth son didn't intend to let go of Her Royal Highness the princess like this, he still wanted to get to the bottom of it.

However, such a smile seemed to anger Tianyi, and the helpless look in those emerald eyes turned to indifference and coldness. She stared at the incomprehensible Liuzi: "Do you know ventriloquism?"

"Naturally. "Liuzi obviously has a deep knowledge of all kinds of illusions, so naturally he will not let go of this kind of magic skill.

"Then my husband is just a little injured and has an eye disease temporarily. Tianyi gave the order as a matter of course, and didn't pay attention to the eyes of the sixth son, "You are talking nonsense better than me".

"Do you need me to take care of him closely?" Rokuko scratched his beautiful face, and then asked with great interest, "He obviously needs to be taken care of by someone like this." Your Royal Highness Princess, you haven't been through the door yet, is it convenient?"

"No, I can do it alone. Tianyi decisively rejected the proposal, and even took a step forward with the candle flame behind him, staring coldly at the unpredictable person.

Under Tianyi's signal, the candle flame has endured until now, but after all, he still can't bear it anymore and is ready to fulfill his duty. She didn't think that her knife would be unbreakable, this man's misty illusion.

"Alright, alright, let's go. Although I'm not in a hurry to leave, it shouldn't matter if it's one day earlier or one day later. The sixth son obviously understands what it means to retreat in the face of difficulties, and what it means to accept it when he sees it, and he obviously doesn't plan to really mess with Tianyi's master and servant.

Tianyi was wary of him, and he was actually quite jealous of this vase-like princess rumored by the outside world. Many years ago, there were rumors in Los Angeles that spread to the Northland, saying that Her Royal Highness the princess of Los Angeles was the proud daughter of heaven born by the Mandate of Heaven, and this honor was not due to her appearance, but the martial arts roots asserted by the false Taoism of the Taishang Dao.

That's the only martial arts wizard in ten thousand, and the Taishang Dao former master who has never planned to accept apprentices is the only one who has ever touched his mind.

Of course, later due to various reasons, the light of this beautiful jade was not shown, but the sixth son would not forget this rumor, after all, there was a lot of relationship between "Tai Sui" and the former head of the sect, and they naturally understood that it was not actually a joking rumor.