The distance to the top of the moon is getting closer and closer, and the body of the fallen dust is still very calm, but for this quiet girl in black, there is an inexplicable feeling. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that you don't want to leave.

Passing through countless towns along the way, and this person called the qin, although he can only play the elegant sound of the qin, but every time the strings after the completion of the qin will usher in a burst of joy from the dust, although he is a spirit animal, in fact, he does not understand the mystery of the qin, but where there is a qin, the dust will be very happy.

However, Qin didn't seem to be interested in this clown-like guy who jumped off the beam, and only when he saw the eyes of the fallen dust without suspicion, there was a trace of wave in the pupils that were hidden deep in the night, and seemed to be shaking.

The day before, the Soul Hunter Clan's Clan.

The old man is like a dry corpse, lying on the noble seat, the old man's eyes are full of eager desire, he is the patriarch of the spirit hunting clan, and the passage of time now makes him end his life, in addition to the dream tapir pupil of immortality in this world, the heart of the dream tapir can make him continue to live and enjoy the worship and worship of the clan, and the crisis of smelting illusion is also due to him.

"Tomorrow, it seems that the immortal heart of the dream tapir will be able to ...... It's here!" The corpse-like old man asked the figure ten feet in front of him, as if he longed for blood.

Different from the magnificent figures around him, the person who came to the table because of the black dress, and the slender figure was like a lotus flower, slowly stopped.

"Together with the Dream Tapir Pupil, it is enshrined to the Spirit Hunter Patriarch. Without the slightest groveling, Jean's pretty face was cold.

"That's good, it seems that your body will return to you after the deed is completed. The Spirit Hunting Patriarch patted his dry palm, and saw a thirteen-string Qingluan Guqin appear in front of him.

Ten Directions Phantom Piano!

It turns out that her identity is not difficult to guess, and it is also true.

The top of the moon is getting closer and closer, and the spirit hunters who have been rushing in the previous few days have not appeared once in the next few days, and even some mountain bandits have gone a lot less on weekdays, which is extremely smooth, and the smooth process makes Ye Huan feel uneasy.

It's like there's an invisible hand that is deliberately sweeping away all obstacles, as if to get them to the end.

At the top of the moon, today is the final journey.

And the person named Qin, although she also did not clear her suspicion of being a traitor, but the fallen dust tried his best to protect her, so it was difficult for Ye Huan to feel anything wrong, but the instinctive uneasiness in her heart made her know that she had to get the moon spirit on the top of the moon, otherwise the crisis could not be eliminated!

So Ye Phantom asked Fallen Dust to set off, but Fallen Dust asked her to give a little time, and in the departing bamboo pavilion, she seemed to have an unusually secret conversation with the silent Qin.

Under the red moon on this day, Fallen Dust likes the moon of different colors in the outside world, because he knows that everything in the world here is real, and what awaits him in the nightmare is endless sleep.

So, on the last day of his life, he saw an unusually gorgeous purple aura wrapping the entire moon, gathering the power that the moon had accumulated for thousands of years.

The moon spirit is like the most gorgeous orb in the world, with a lustrous luster into the palm of the illusion, as long as there is an opportunity to refine it, you can get the purest opportunity in the world, and become the world's most magical powerhouse that human beings can never do!

But Ye Huan finally seemed to remember something, under the vast night sky, three figures stood quietly, and a paper kite was released in the sky.

"The kite you wanted when you were seven years old, but I was slow, and it took a full decade to give it to you. Ye Phantom's hair danced like a flocculent in the wind, and she muttered that she could not imagine that she would be clear about her brother's previous wishes.

And it was a most gorgeous kite, woven with a mess of oil paint and the finest paper, with its long black tail fluttering in the night wind.

"You used to say that there was no wind in nightmares, hehe, so deliberately give me this kite in windy weather!"

Fallen Dust smiled, but he released it directly in Ye Huan's sight, holding a crystal kite string, and his slightly long hair danced in the wind.

"My sister once said that we are very dangerous spirit animals, as long as we live, we must keep avoiding danger, and sooner or later the human spear will penetrate us, but I thought about it for seventeen years before I found out. Silently clenched the crystal silk thread in his hand, and the purple eyes of the fallen dust showed a firmness and calmness that he had never seen before.

"If you have never been in contact with the real world in your life, you can't live in a fantasy world at all!" At this moment, the silk thread in the young man's hand broke, and with the strong wind, the paper kite that had lost the kite string pounced into the night at a very fast speed.

"If we don't let go of the kite string in our hearts, we, as dream tapirs, can only die alone in the illusion, it is better to feel the pain of a blade piercing into the body!"

"I'm going to follow Qin to the ends of the earth to see Kyushu! I don't want to live in a fantasy world anymore!" At this moment, the fallen dust stood in front of Qin's body, and the flames of resistance burned for the first time in his eyes. Ye Phantom was supposed to give him a slap in the face.

But it made his sister smile silently.

Originally, when he said something similar, he would only attract an indifferent gaze from Ye Phantom in the past, but this time it was different.

"You are braver than your sister, you can choose whether you can return to the nightmare or not, after all, you have grown up. "Scratch open the entrance to the nightmare, and sigh faintly.

This time, because someone withdrew, the space inside the nightmare was not disturbed by the invisible rhythm, but Ye Huan threw the moon spirit in his hand to the fallen dust, not waiting for his surprised face to appear.

"After refining the moon spirit, your cultivation will rise greatly, get rid of the beast form, and it will also be convenient for you to travel to Kyushu in the future. Ye Xuan muttered, and the corners of his lips finally wiped a relaxed smile.

"Of course. ”

Although he knew that the night of the blood moon was his death, he still forced his smile. Watch her disappear into space.

This is the last time I will see my sister, and I will also be the last day of my life, and I faintly like it.

"You're still lying to your stupid sister in the end, because she thinks she's protected you along the way. Jean suddenly approached the candle, although there was still not much fluctuation.

But what can be seen is that this humanoid instrument has touched a certain trace of conscience in the bottom of my heart.

"Needless to say, I know that when you make a move, my sister and I will only survive alone. The Fallen Dust Purple Pupil put away the bead-like moon spirit in his hand, and the purple pupil looked into the distance.

"Thank you for giving me the choice, Jean. He finished.

"Hoo-la-la!" Several hideous chains pierced through his weak body, causing the young man's blood to splatter in an instant, like countless blood flowers blooming in the night sky.

"Bang!" one of the drops of blood hit her porcelain white face, causing tears to clear up in the corners of her eyes.

"But I didn't give you a chance to choose to survive after all, and I fell into the dust. ”

To be continued......