Su Ji was suddenly stunned, raised his voice and said, "I won't let you do this." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Qing Li is just using you, whether it is Jiang Xuan or us, they are just his pawns!"

The woman in black shook her head and said, "Getting rid of Begonia is not for Qingli, but for ourselves." The Yin-Yang Mirror is the biggest threat to the Qingqiu Fox Spirit. If you don't get rid of Begonia, he will one day manage to destroy the Yin-Yang Mirror, and then we will be gone. In order to survive, we can only eradicate him with the help of Qingli's power. Other than that, there is simply no choice. ”

"Sorry, I still can't believe it. How can you prove that what you say is true?"

The woman in black frowned slightly.

Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed the fox tail behind Su Ji, pulled it hard, and tore it off.

Su Ji stared at the tail that was torn off by the roots, and wanted to scream, but his mouth didn't make a sound, because he didn't feel a trace of pain.

The woman in black looked at Su Ji, who was in doubt, and explained: "You don't feel pain, because this fox tail is not a part of your body, but Qing Li used a spell to transform, just like the fake creation jade in the box." ”

After speaking, the woman in black took off her hood and slowly took off the black robe on her body.

She was naked inside, and her scarred body was on full display.

Su Ji gasped, speechless in shock, only to see that the woman's body was actually sewn together with thread!

Although her head is a woman's, her torso is a man's. The limbs are stitched together with dense needles and threads, and the stitches are still covered with bright red flesh, which is simply creepy.

Su Ji suddenly remembered that when she fought with the woman in the altar in the Linglong Tower prison, Yang Cheng had reminded her that her body was put together. Su Ji couldn't fully understand it at the time, but seeing it with his own eyes at this time really shocked him and sighed.

Su Ji walked over and walked gently towards her. He was going to look the pain in the face, the pain she was suffering.

The woman in black raised her head and looked at Su Ji with a pair of sad eyes. Her eyes were not only poignant, but also fragile, as if she could no longer bear the slightest blow.

If there is one person in the world who can understand her feelings, then this person must be Su Ji. Only someone with the same hatred can understand why an avenger can suffer so much, and Suji is such a person. At this moment, his eyes couldn't help but show a trace of pity.

For a long time, neither of them spoke again.

After the silence, the woman in black put her clothes back on and said:

"White Sleeves used evil magic to sew our bodies together and seal them in the jar, and now we are the Yin-Yang Mirror. Once Jiang Xuan needs to use the Yin-Yang Mirror, we will transform into a magic weapon at any time. We helped Jiang Xuan absorb the Yuan Spirit of Qingqiu Fox here, and he promised to get rid of the white sleeves for us, and everyone got what they wanted, and no one would suffer. ”

Su Ji suddenly realized, no wonder Jiang Xuan can use the Yin-Yang Mirror to run rampant in this place, it turns out that the two Yuan Spirits in the Yin-Yang Mirror have been hidden in the Qingling Realm!

He realized that the sister and brother who incarnated as the Yin-Yang Mirror, like Li Hongjun attached to the Hongjun Bell, had become props used by others. In order to live, for revenge, she would rather let herself be covered in blood and help an avenger cause a killing, which in turn brings more hatred.

The cycle, the cycle again, the cycle that cannot be broken.

At this moment, the cycle of hatred was once again presented in front of Su Ji.

He remembered that when he cultivated the Blood Transformation Array, he didn't care about his life. At that time, he could clearly understand Jiang Xuan's mood when he cultivated the Blood Transformation Array. Jiang Xuan, who was betrayed by his brother, also had the same resentful cultivation as Su Ji.

However, although Su Ji could understand, he began to have a trace of doubt at this moment.

The thrill of the moment of successful revenge may be enough to make people happy, excited, and even crazy, but what will they get after revenge?

Thirty-six years later, Jiang Xuan has become a bloodthirsty hungry ghost, while the woman in black wanders in endless darkness. Overwhelmed by hatred, they live in agony from beginning to end.

Is that what they want?

Is it really worth it?

Just as Su Ji was deep in thought, the woman in black held a small bottle in front of him.

"What is this?"

"Clearing. The woman in black stuffed the small bottle into Su Ji's hand and said in a commanding tone: "You have to find a way to make Begonia obey." ”

"Will he die?"

"No, it won't. Begonia is the body of an immortal, and this dissolution can only make his Xuanqing Qi disappear for a while. Although he will recover soon, it is enough for Qing Li to get rid of him. ”

As soon as the words fell, the woman in black went weak and almost fell to the ground.

Su Ji stopped her waist in time and helped her up, and asked:

"What's wrong with you?"

The woman in black stood still, stretched out a transparent palm from her robe, and said:

"The Immortal Gu won't last long, and the mortal flesh body is dying. You must do this well, so that we can have a chance to live. I've never trusted anyone in my life but you. We are not only sisters and brothers, but also each other's blood contract Jinlan. You are the only brother I can trust. You're not going to betray me, are you?"

Su Ji didn't answer, and he didn't know how to answer. He could see that these long years must have been extremely painful torture for her. But how much pain she had endured and what a bitter experience she had encountered, Su Ji couldn't imagine it as an outsider. I'm afraid that only the real fox seven will empathize with everything that my sister has endured.

However, Su-Ji is just Su-Ji.

At this moment, his heart had begun to sigh, but he didn't really sigh, he just chose to be silent for a long time.

At this moment, the woman in black suddenly turned her head and said:

"Someone's coming! I'll go first. ”

As he spoke, a bleak piano sound drifted in.

Su Ji subconsciously glanced in the direction of the door, and when he turned around, the woman in black had disappeared.

The sound of the piano was very slow and sad, not unpleasant, but it could be felt very harsh, like the mournful cry of an old bird.

Su Ji pushed open the door, and there were no drinkers outside, no one.

Qingqiu Fox Spirit, who usually likes to join in the fun, now I don't know where they have gone.

Except for the dead silence, only the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano came down from the fourth floor, and Su Ji, who walked outside, could hear it more clearly. The sound of the silk threads rubbing against each other is like a see-saw, making the roots of the teeth sore, like pain and wheezing, revealing a thick and gloomy sense of misery.

The sound was like a ghost whip, which chilled the hearts of the returnees and dispersed the souls of passers-by, and I am afraid that this voice can only be heard when the dead are being buried.

Su Ji looked downstairs and found that there was no one everywhere, no one on the stairs, no one in front of the tent, no one inside and out.

This originally lively Gonggu Building seemed to have suddenly turned into a dead building with no trace, as if everyone was driven away by the sound of the piano.

Su Ji felt strange.

However, when he saw that the person who was playing the piano was Xi Bojifu, the strangeness instantly turned into shock.

He never expected that Xi Bojifu would be able to come to the fourth floor quietly without being noticed.

The woman in black only noticed that there was someone outside when she heard that he had started to play the piano. The one who can do this will never be an ordinary mortal.

Su Ji got closer, took a closer look, and found that around Xi Bojifu's eyebrows, there was a faint purple aura. This is a characteristic that only monks who have cultivated to the second realm of Xuanqing have it, and Su Ji did not expect that within a year, he would actually cultivate from a mortal to such a realm. If there is no guidance from a master, no matter how high the talent is, it is absolutely impossible to do it.

So who is the master behind him?

Su Ji noticed that he had changed again.

So far, he has seen three very different appearances from Xi Bojifu.

The first time they met, he was gentle, the last time they met, he was depressed and thin, and this time, he changed his appearance. There was a faint evil aura in his eyebrows. Although his smile had always been a little bad, now it was vaguely demonic.

He closed his eyes tightly, pressed his hand on the strings, and bent the strings down. The slender fingers trembled slightly, and the silk strings trembled with them.

Su Ji listened carefully to the sound of the piano again. He had never heard such a heartbreaking sound of the piano, and he was exhausted and his liver and intestines were broken.

However, the point is not the sound of the piano, but the subtle aura of clarity hidden on the strings.

Fox also exuded this aura when she played the piano, but it was much weaker than him.

Xi Bojifu closed his eyes and played the piano, without the slightest intention of greeting people.

Su Ji didn't know what to say to him.

Do you want to tell him that the jade of creation in the box has turned into a handful of hair?

If you don't see this with your own eyes, you'll never be able to believe it. Although Xi Bojifu trusts Su Ji very much, he is not stupid after all, not only is he not stupid, but he is very smart. Su Ji couldn't rule out the possibility that he knew that Fox Qi had lost the real Creation Jade, so he handed over the box to himself for safekeeping.

Since he couldn't mention the matter of the box, Su Ji had to ask another question that he was more concerned about:

"You are on the bank of the Weishui River, can you see her?"

He flicked it hard, and removed his hand from the string, an inch away from the string, as if silently looking at each other, and as if he was gasping softly.

After a long time, he nodded.

Su Ji saw that his face had become pale and haggard, and even his eyes were sunken. There was no longer a shadow of the chic and optimistic on his face, and the smile he barely pretended to have couldn't hide the sad color.

After a while, Xi Bojifu pressed his hand on the string again, and played it like a storm.

The pace is fast, dense as sorrow. The poignant sound wave swept in like a bone-chilling tide.

Su Ji took a deep breath, looked at the line of text engraved on the piano, and asked:

"But she apparently didn't take your piano. What's going on? Why are you playing here now?"

"I'm waiting for her. As he spoke, he continued to pluck the strings, "She said she was coming here to make a break with me. ”

"When?"

As soon as the words fell, the strings made an abrupt sound:

"Boom!"

The strings snapped!

Xi Bojifu's hand jumped off the string and stopped in mid-air, as if it had suddenly become a thousand pounds.

"She's already here. ”

With that, he turned his gaze out the window.

Twilight.

Outside the Gonggu Building, the sunset is like blood.

The red branch stood in the setting sun, like a blood-stained flower.