Recalling her clever dancing, Ling Xuan couldn't help but nod and said, "It's beautiful." ”

Shangguan Bingyu's face was overjoyed, and he said, "How does it compare to her?"

Ling Xuan paused slightly, and then looked up at her, but seeing her looking at him expectantly, he suddenly didn't know how to answer, their dancing postures can be described as having their own merits, but he preferred Zeng Nianyu's fairy-like dancing posture, not that Shangguan Bingyu danced badly, but he preconceived that there was no one in the world whose dancing posture could be compared to Zeng Nianyu's dancing posture.

He looked away and said lightly, "I wonder how we can get out of here?"

Shangguan Bingyu had a faint disappointment between his eyebrows, she didn't need him to answer, she already knew the answer, maybe in his heart, she would never be as good as her. When she thought about it, her expression was a little gloomy, and she said abruptly, "Why did you break the appointment?"

Ling Xuan was stunned for a moment, not knowing what she was referring to, and said softly, "What?"

Shangguan Bingyu's face turned cold, and he said, "The olive tree has an appointment for the next year, why did you break your trust with me?"

Ling Xuan suddenly remembered that a few years ago, he did have a one-year appointment with her in the banana forest outside Nabanana Town, when they carved their secrets on the olive tree, and agreed to go together to reveal the secrets in each other's hearts after a year, it was just a whim, but she took it seriously.

Ling Xuan couldn't help but smile bitterly secretly, no wonder she had a cold face when she saw her, it was very different from her previous appearance, the mustard of her identity was one of them, and the fact that she had broken the appointment was probably the second. Thinking about it, he smiled bitterly again and said, "This matter is just a temporary ......"

He looked at Shangguan's depressed and cold expression, and all his words could no longer be spoken, even if she was a member of the Demon Sect, she was already at fault for breaking her trust, at this time she took it seriously, and said anything else, I was afraid that it would hurt her deeply? Thinking about it, he sighed lightly and said, "You've been there, right?"

Shangguan Bingyu's face flushed, and he said softly: "I...... I have not seen the secret you have carved into the olive tree. ”

Ling Xuan smiled bitterly and said, "After these few years, the wound of the olive tree has long been healed, and my secret will be buried forever under the dust of time, so there is no need to mention it again." ”

Shangguan Bingyu said: "It's a permanent pain in your heart, right?"

Ling Xuan said lightly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to break my word, but it was a sudden change that year......

However, time did not give him a chance to explain, the countless white lights on the sea level drifted away from the sea at some point, and unconsciously, they had firmly surrounded the two, sure enough, each white light was the appearance of a young woman, they had no substance, like a white cloud floating in the air, sometimes empty and sometimes real, but no matter how they changed, the delicate faces and the thick color of infatuation and resentment in their eyes had never changed.

Zeng Nianyu floated in front of these countless resentful spirits, vaguely like the head of these countless resentful spirits, even though she was just a cloud of ethereal white light, the commanding temperament in her expression could not be ignored at all. She seemed to have floated above her head, and her beautiful face was full of intoxication and contemplation, and she said faintly: "What a beautiful song, such a beautiful melody, the words that I don't know who wrote them, but they actually say what I think in my heart;

Ling Xuan took a general look around, and found that every resentful spirit had an unfinished intoxicated look on his face, Ling Xuan couldn't help but secretly regret it in his heart, these countless resentful spirits, I'm afraid they weren't attracted by the pleasant and beautiful melody of the fairy music box?

The two of them stood next to each other, both with serious faces, although the resentful spirits are just a trace of persistent remnants who are unwilling to leave the world after death, and they have evolved over time, and they are not terrible, but there are so many of them, I am afraid that the resentful spirits of the entire sea of forgetfulness have been attracted to them, even if the two of them have cultivated to a high level, I am afraid that they will not be able to get benefits today.

Ling Xuan looked at Zeng Nianyu above his head, took out the Xianle box from his arms, held it high above his head, and said, "Master, do you remember? ”

Shangguan Bingyu said softly: "She is no longer your master, why do you have to take such pains?"

Zeng Nianyu was thoughtful, muttering to himself, "Senior Brother Ye...... Senior Brother Ye ......"

She suddenly covered her head, first muttered to herself, and then her voice became sharp, and said, "Senior Brother Ye, Senior Brother Ye...... Who is Senior Brother Ye, why can't I remember? Little Xuanzi, tell me, who is Senior Brother Ye?"

Say it, but seeing that she suddenly stretched out her hand, it instantly became longer, and grabbed straight at Ling Xuan: "Tell me!"

The countless resentful spirits around them suddenly let out a terrible and screaming sound, and the sound was connected together, which made people shudder, and their delicate faces suddenly became hideous and terrifying, and they also rushed towards the two of them.

The faces of the two changed drastically, Ling Xuan hurriedly flashed to his side, avoiding Zeng Nianyu's grabbed hand, and Shangguan Bingyu instantly sacrificed his flying sword and flew to meet the countless resentful spirits that rushed in. In an instant, she was surrounded by countless resentful spirits, Shangguan Bingyu danced the fairy sword lightly, like a red cloud in the evening breeze, graceful, her body was extremely dexterous, moving and dodging, the resentful spirit could not touch her, the blue light of the Biling Sword swallowed, flickering, every time the sword was swung, it would beat a resentful spirit to the soul.

Although there are a large number of resentful spirits, their cultivation is not high, and the means of attack seem to be only biting and pulling, Shangguan Bingyu is alone, but he has an advantage for a while, so he doesn't have to worry about her.

The countless resentful spirits tried their best to attack Shangguan Bingyu, but none of them surrounded Ling Xuan, he faced Zeng Nianyu alone, hesitating whether to make a move.

After missing the blow, Zeng Nianyu was not in a hurry to make another move, but his tone became a little screaming, and said, "Tell me, who is Senior Brother Ye?"

Ling Xuan looked at her, no longer caring about the resentful spirits around her, and said, "Master, you tell them to stop, and Xiao Xuanzi will tell you all the causes and consequences slowly." ”

Zeng Nianyu fell into thought and was silent for a long time.

Although those resentful spirits do not have much cultivation, any person who has cultivated for more than ten years can beat them to pieces, but there are so many of them, under the attack of the group, even Shangguan Bingyu also feels overstretched, besides, she puts half of her mind on Ling Xuan, for fear that he will make a mistake, and looks back from time to time, taking care of one thing and losing the other, she is careless, and she is approached by a resentful spirit, and suddenly bites her left shoulder. She screamed in pain, swung her sword to disperse the ghost, but suddenly felt an extremely domineering yin evil aura coming from the wound, and it hit her whole body in an instant, she couldn't help but spit out a breath of cold air, and her speed suddenly slowed down, and the Bi Ling Sword in her hand seemed to suddenly weigh as much as a thousand catties, and she became muddy and sluggish when she danced again. Obviously, this resentful spiritual cultivation is not high, but it has been staying in the dark and damp sea of forgetfulness all year round, and it has been contaminated with the aura of yin and evil, although the attack power is not high, but the negative impact of the cold brought by each hit can reduce the speed of the hit person in an instant, and it is also very terrifying. At this time, countless resentful spirits around took the opportunity to rush up, although she barely avoided it, but it was full of dangers, and it was already in danger.

Seeing this, Ling Xuan couldn't help but be secretly anxious, but Zeng Nianyu smiled lightly and said, "Is she your wife......?" A good pair of golden boys and girls, a good pair of fairy couples, envy others, but unfortunately, she is almost out of power. ”

Shangguan Bingyu let out another low shout, her movements became more and more sluggish, under such a dense attack, she didn't even have time to cast spells, if she didn't relieve her in time, she might not be able to support it for long. As soon as Ling Xuan gritted his teeth, he no longer had time to take care of Zeng Nianyu, he pinched the sword trick and sacrificed the Sun-Snatching Sword, he held the sword in one hand, and floated away to Shangguan Bingyu, but when he saw the Sun-Snatching Sword blazing, it was so bright that the surroundings were looming, and the countless resentful spirits seemed to be extremely afraid of this firelight, and he flew all the way, but none of them dared to come over to stop it.

However, Zeng Nianyu didn't seem to be afraid of the raging fire that erupted from the Sun-Snatching Sword, but seeing her smile slightly, like a flower blooming, somehow, but seeing an equally fiery flying sword, impressively in her hand, the sword, the size and length were the same as the Sun-Snatching Sword, and even the steaming fire on it was the same as the Sun-Snatching Sword.