The group walked in from above, leaving only Wuming outside, continuing to guard this side.

On the altar of the crystal stone pillar, Chu Jiangnan's face had reached an extremely ugly point. When he saw him like this, Qiqi couldn't help but feel distressed. He looked at Meng Nantian and said, "Grand Prince, will the senior brother have something to do?"

Now Chu Jiangnan looks sallow and dull, and his whole body is depressed, like a flower that is about to wither.

If this continues, how much impact will it have on the senior brother's body?

It is really hard for her to describe her mood now. Baoer is missing, it must be related to the evil spirit. She is such an evil spirit, but she has to worry about Chu Jiangnan. She hated her fiercely, but she couldn't move him at all. The feeling of depression was almost bursting her.

If this continues, will the person who can't hold on to become herself?

Meng Nantian looked around the corpses. When he saw the corpses of the late emperor still appearing in his sight again, he couldn't help but immediately withdrew his gaze and did not dare to take a look at them.

"Meng Shiyue uses them to practice martial arts." Meng Cangyun on the side did not dare to look at him anymore, so he could only stare at Meng Nantian and said in a deep voice: "This place..."

She pointed to the altar that Chu Jiangnan is doing now, "I was not seriously injured last time. I practiced with him here, and I can obviously achieve twice the result with half the effort."

"Let me see." Meng Nantian signaled that they would help Chu Jiangnan, who was almost in a coma, to the side. When Sihai Bugui and Ye Che went to help him, he immediately opened his eyes wide and stared at everyone fiercely.

The hoarse voice was like it came from hell, and there was no longer any charm of Chu Jiangnan: "I will kill you! Whoever dares to touch me, I will definitely tear him to pieces!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes slowly closed again, his head tilted to the side, looking like he was about to faint.

"He is just resting and not being deceived by his appearance." Meng Nantian said in a deep voice.

Only then did everyone realize that the evil spirit was not really weak, but just didn't want to waste any of his strength.

This way, I really deceived everyone. I was so cunning!

Meng Nantian gently brushed the corner of his clothes, sat cross-legged on the altar, slowly closed his eyes, placed his right hand on his knees, and moved his five fingers slightly, not knowing what he was counting on his fingers.

No one around dared to say a word, for fear of disturbing him.

After about half a stick of incense quietly, Meng Nantian suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared at Meng Cangyun and said in a deep voice: "Meng Shiyue's breath is still there, she is not dead yet!"

Except for Chu Jiangnan, who still looks immortal, the rest of the people in the crystal stone pillar are completely stunned by this.

Meng Shiyue was not dead! However, her body was clearly buried by Mu Chu and Wuming. At that time, she was already dead and could not be alive.

"I can't read it wrong. She must have been angry at that time and there is no possibility of survival." Mu Chu stepped forward and looked at Meng Nantian and said seriously: "She will definitely not be able to deceive me."

Meng Nantian just looked at him, and there was a doubt in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

"I heard you that there was a woman who was not far away at that time?" Meng Cangyun looked at Mu Chu, then looked at Chu Xuanchi and Qiqi.

"It was the girl Wuming who saved her name. Her name was Yu Niang, and later she lived in my Star Picking Hall." Qiqi said in a muffled voice.

Meng Cangyun's heart tightened and immediately looked at Chu Xuanchi: "Chi'er, please immediately inform the people in the palace to take good care of Bao'er, and also order them to find a way to imprison Yu Niang."

Chu Xuanchi just looked at her silently without doing anything. Qiqi suppressed his coldness and anxiety and asked anxiously: "My Queen, do you think..."

"Do you know the technique of soul-shifting for this evil spirit?" Meng Cangyun was full of anxiety. "It was his thing to exchange souls with Murong Qiqi back then. It would be impossible for him to exchange the souls of Meng Shiyue with that Yu Niang, or to lock Meng Shiyue's three souls and seven spirits on Yu Niang at the same time."

She still looked at Chu Xuanchi and said in a deep voice: "If anyone is the biggest fatal weakness of everyone now, then it must be..."

Before she finished speaking, she believed everyone understood, but why did Chu Xuanchi still not move: "Chier..."

"My Queen, it's my fault. I didn't make any arrangements in advance to give them an opportunity." Chu Xuanchi looked at her, and even though he was still expressionless, he still couldn't hide the pain in his eyes: "Sorry..."

Meng Cangyun's breathing was chaotic, and she felt her heart contracting violently. If Sihai Bugui, behind her, hadn't helped her in a hurry, she was really afraid that she would not be able to stand.

"It's over, we can only think of ways to deal with it." Meng Nantian glanced at her and then looked at Chu Xuanchi, "She...is afraid that on the way here, I can feel her breath and get closer and closer..."

"I understand, thank you!" Chu Xuanchi nodded to him and turned around and was about to leave.

Qiqi was about to follow him out, but it was related to Baoer, and she had to pay attention to it.

Meng Nantian said, "Seven Girls stayed here, there are some things, I hope you can help me."

Mu Chu had already followed Chu Xuanchi's pace. Meng Cangyun wanted to chase him out, but Meng Nantian said, "Seventh Girl and I need to do something, and someone needs to guard it here."

Meng Cangyun and Sihai Bugui looked at each other, understood what he meant, leaving only Ye Che, for fear of an accident.

Even though I was anxious, I could only put my hope on Chu Xuanchi and Mu Chu. However, I was facing Meng Shiyue. Now, even Meng Cangyun lost some confidence.

"Grand Prince, what do I need to do?" Qiqi didn't want to waste any time. Now there are less than two hours left before midnight. Meng Shiyue must have come here to help this evil spirit. Time is really a waste of time.

"He is weak now, maybe..." Meng Nantian glanced at Chu Jiangnan, who was still not alive, and then met Qiqi's gaze again.

Even though he didn't say anything, Qiqi understood.

In a blink of an eye, Haijiao Qin was already in her arms. She sat cross-legged and looked at Meng Nantian again. Her fingers were pounding, and her fingertips slowly played on the strings.

No one knows where that resentment comes from, why would he rather bear the loneliness of thousands of years than persevere? Is he hating someone or waiting for someone?

The sound of the piano was melodious. After a moment, every corner of the entire crystal pillar was completely submerged in the pleasant and intoxicating sound of the piano. Chu Jiangnan, who had lowered his head, just raised his head slightly, and there seemed to be a little bit of struggle in his eyes. After that, his head slowly dropped down again. This time, his eyes were closed tightly.

The Mangmang Qinyin didn't know where she took her, but Qiqi gradually saw everything in front of her when she opened her eyes after a dazzling white light.

The cold pond and the pavilion were still a touch of plain white clothes. However, this time, the girl clearly seemed firmer and stronger than every time in the past: "If you don't want to cancel that duel, then neither of you wants! I want to marry my master and stay with him for the rest of my life!"

The cold and arrogant person in Xuanyi was Xuantian, and the white person in the plain shadow was Jinghong. After hearing the girl's angry words, no one had any expression.

The arrogant person is still cold and hard, and the indifferent face has never changed.

Looking at these two people, Qishang stomped his feet, shed tears of sadness, and turned around and ran away.

Qiqi just glanced at the same time under the pavilion and ignored the other party's two figures, and immediately chased after Qishu when he left.

This time she finally saw Qishang again. This time, she was not in some illusion, but a real memory.

Everything in front of you is real!

The plain shadow in white was sank into a sea of ​​flowers, and the girl was crying sadly alone. She slowly approached, but she didn't dare to get too close, for fear that she would disturb her.

Although the distance was a bit far, she seemed to be able to feel her sadness and despair. The two men didn't really like her at all. Compared to this, what they liked more was martial arts.

Without her, the duel is still there, but without duel and battle, maybe, they will not be able to survive...

Qiqi felt so depressed that she could hardly breathe. Qishuo was so aggrieved and painful. This was not the first time that this was realized, right? They... care more about martial arts or her?

Deep in the flowers, the indifferent gray clothes came slowly. The guqin he was holding was so familiar. Looking at the woman squatting among the flowers, the sigh could not help but speak, but after it was released, it instantly dissipated with the wind.

"Master, can I really not stop that battle?" Qishang did not look up, as if she knew who the man in the gray robe approached.

Too familiar, so familiar that as soon as he approaches, she can clearly feel his breath.

The master sat down beside her, and the guqin was placed aside: "Qi'er, let some things go without care. On the contrary, if you take too much care, it will make things go further and more difficult to grasp."

Qishu looked at him with his head tilted, and she might have understood his words, or maybe she couldn't understand them at all.

The master looked up at the sky, and he couldn't tell the quietness. Qishang sat beside him, occasionally looking at the sky, occasionally looking at the man beside him, and his heart could not be calmed down.

I don’t know how long it took to hear the master’s soft voice ask: “After all, do you like Jinghong or Xuantian? Isn’t it better for Master to make you the boss and let you get married?”

Qishu raised his head and met his questioning gaze. His thin lips moved slightly a few times, but he couldn't even say a word.

Suddenly, even Qiqi seemed to be a little nervous.

Who do you like now? No, not now, but then.

The two men were going to have a life-and-death duel for her, but she didn't even know who she told others that she liked? Jinghong and Xuantian would have come to this point. Now, it actually has something to do with Qishu's hesitant temperament.

Looking at the girl who looked exactly the same as her, but had a completely different temperament, staring at her two thin lips that were reluctant to speak, Qiqi seemed to be even more nervous than her.
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