The second half of the previous chapter replaced the new version, you need to re-read it, otherwise the plot will not be connected.

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Lingwu Mountain in the afternoon was sunny and warm, Fengci walked quickly in the mountains, the wind was blowing from the soles of the feet, and the plain clothes swept over the overgrown vegetation without sticking to the leaves.

be quick.

Pei Qianyue is not in Lingwu Mountain now, he must stop him and wake him up before Pei Qianyue returns.

The pain he experienced for the first time, he couldn't let him suffer again in the illusion.

He couldn't let Pei Qianyue see his body.

There was a breeze floating in his ears, Fengci paused and raised his head. The sky that was still clear just now suddenly became cloudy, and the sun quickly crossed the sky, falling from the west, reflecting the red clouds in the sky.

But the red glow was fleeting, the light on the horizon dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the moon rose.

it's dark.

Wind Ci: "..."

He swallowed the swear words that came to his mouth with great difficulty.

If you say fast forward, fast forward, this illusion is just for him!

Feng Ci silently changed his breath, turned and walked towards the cave.

Deep in the cave, Pei Qianyue came back. The young man was still sitting on the stone bed, with Pei Qianyue standing in front of him, and they both talked for a while.

After a long time, the young man said softly, "Aren't you willing?"

Pei Qianyue lowered his eyes to look at him, his hand hanging by his side clenched his fist tightly, trembling slightly.

He closed his eyes and seemed to use this to restrain a certain emotion: "You said... the way of heaven has called you back, there is a very important mission to complete, but you can't integrate with the physical body, you still need something."

"I don't want to. This life was saved by you. As long as you want, I can give you anything." He opened his eyes, those eyes that were bright and clear, but now carry deep pain , "But master, are you really back?"

Why is it completely different from his memory?

Why is it so...weird?

The young man raised his eyelids and looked at him, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

Therefore, he just mechanically repeated the question just now: "Would you like to?"

Pei Qianyue took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down: "I just went to Langfeng City, and the Lord of Langfeng City promised that he would do everything to help the owner find a way, we just have to wait a bit—"

"There is another way." The young man raised his eyes, and those quiet eyes stared at him, "Didn't you say that you can do anything for me?"

He asked these words very calmly, as if he was really confused.

The body with consciousness does not know how to beat around the bush, and only speaks out his thoughts frankly.

Pei Qianyue was shocked, and his face suddenly turned pale.

His lips moved, and after a while he could utter a single word. The young man turned his head to look at him, and suddenly said, "You want something."

"That's right, some people's efforts can be counted in return." The young man asked, "What do you want?"

Pei Qianyue frowned slightly, as if he heard something extremely absurd, and shook his head: "I'm not—"

Young people understand.

He stretched out his hand, took Pei Qianyue's hand, used it a little, and pulled the person to his side to sit down.

The young man put his hand on Pei Qianyue's shoulder and said softly, "I see, you like me."

The candlelight beside the stone bed flickered slightly, reflecting the youth's facial features more and more dusty. He looked at Pei Qianyue intently, but in his words there was a bit of a "bewitching" meaning: "What do you want...is it me?"

Pei Qianyue froze all over.

But he couldn't get the slightest anger to push him, and he couldn't get any anger to hide from the opponent's body.

A puppet naturally does not understand human feelings.

It is like an instrument with precise settings, only for the purpose of self-preset, regardless of any cost.

The young man got closer and closer, and Pei Qianyue finally raised his hand to grab his wrist and said with difficulty: "Lord, Master, don't do this..."

"Shh." The young man's eyes were gentle and calm, with a little smile, "This is what you want, isn't it?"

Pei Qianyue looked into those eyes, but his originally firm eyes became a little hesitant, as if he was being "bewitched": "What I want..."

"Yes, it's what you want." The young man stared at him and said softly, "Dear little black, close your eyes, I will give you what you want."

Pei Qianyue closed his eyes gently.

The young man leaned up slowly, as if offering a tender and lingering kiss.

At that time, he raised his hand on Pei Qianyue's shoulder, and his fingertips glowed with golden light.

puff

Pei Qianyue opened his eyes suddenly.

A slender golden long sword penetrated his heart from behind the young man. Behind him, Feng Ci was expressionless, and drew the sword neatly.

Blood sprayed out and splashed on Pei Qianyue's profile.

Young people have not yet been offered sacrifices of living things, so they have not cultivated immortality. Hot blood kept pouring out of his heart, he opened his mouth, said nothing, and fell down without ground.

Feng Ci's long sword was displayed, and a string of blood beads rolled down from the extremely thin sword body: "I'm sorry, I can't watch it anymore."

With Tiandao instructing, Feng Ci knew that his physical body would definitely use all kinds of methods to deceive his eyes from Pei Qianyue. But he never imagined that it was such a deception.

If he doesn't act again, this fool will have his eyes taken away in the next second.

It's outrageous to ride a horse.

Feng Ci's hands trembled with anger. He held back or held back. He stepped forward three or two steps and grabbed Pei Qianyue's collar: "Are you a fool, can't you see that he and I are completely different? You just say what he says. letter?"

Pei Qianyue stared blankly at Feng Ci and frowned: "...Master?"

Those clear and translucent eyes were full of confusion and confusion, Feng Ci was caught off guard when he met those eyes, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated for a moment.

I forgot what wanted to say.

Feng Ci swallowed, but he couldn't get angry anymore, so he murmured and let go.

He was still holding the sword in his right hand, and the blood dripped down the edge of the sword and pooled in a small pool on the ground. His body fell to the side, his long hair was loose, and his breath gradually disappeared.

Pei Qianyue seemed to gradually wake up, his eyes moved from Feng Ci's face to the sword, and finally fell on the young man lying on the stone bed.

His breath suddenly became "chaotic": "Who are you?"

Feng Ci secretly said in his heart that it was not good.

Just now, he was too impatient to stop all this from happening, but he thought about how to make Pei Qianyue wake up.

He should not have appeared with the physical puppet.

Because people who are "fascinated" and "fascinated" by the illusion will instinctively resist outsiders. Feng Ci is now exactly the same as the physical puppet. In Pei Qianyue's cognition, he would instinctively prefer the person who was shaped by the illusion.

So for Pei Qianyue now, Feng Ci is not saving him, but... killing his master.

A gust of wind blew up out of thin air in the cave, Feng Ci hurried back two steps, and the place where he was standing was blasted into powder by a sword qi.

Pei Qianyue condensed a slender matching sword in the palm of his hand, and his side face was beautifully and coldly reflected by the cold light of the sword shadow.

"What the hell are you...what are you?"

There was a loud bang on the ground, startling countless birds flying.

Qianqiu Jian held the opponent's menacing sword, Feng Ci was a little angry: "I said it all, you are in an illusion now, I am your real master, why are you disobedient!"

"Oh, is that so?" Pei Qianyue's eyes were cold, and his sword-wielding hand suddenly waved, pushing the person out several feet.

Feng Ci hurried back a few steps and barely stabilized his figure. When he looked up, he saw a trace of icy sarcasm in the other party's eyes.

Its meaning is obvious.

That's it?

Feng Ci was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

It's not because this is in Pei Qianyue's fantasy. The illusion is dominated by him, and all his thoughts will be shaped by the illusion. For example, if he desperately wants to kill Feng Ci now, the illusion will give him a stronger amount than before, while weakening the amount of Feng Ci.

What's so great about beating him in this situation?

If you have the ability, go out and fight with him!

Feng Ci paused for a moment, and the other party's chilling sword energy reached him.

Pei Qianyue has not yet obtained the Guying Sword that Langfeng City has inherited from generation to generation. He is only holding an ordinary long sword, but because of this illusion, the surging sword energy is not weaker than Feng Ci.

Feng Ci hurriedly ducked sideways, the sword qi almost swept past his eyes, and suddenly cut off a cedar tree in the middle.

The light of the spirit illuminated the entire forest as if it were daylight.

The fight continued, and Pei Qianyue kept pushing hard, Feng Ci retreated step by step, and was still persuading him: "Xiao Hei, calm down, I just wanted to help you!"

"You killed him..." Pei Qianyue's eyes were gloomy, and the light of the long sword in his hand suddenly increased, "You killed him!"

Feng Ci shouted: "But if I didn't save you just now, he would take your eyes!"

Pei Qianyue's movements were abrupt.

Feng Ci let go of this momentary opportunity.

He grabbed Pei Qianyue's wrist abruptly and twisted it, the opponent's long sword let go, and the next second, Qianqiu sword touched Pei Qianyue's neck.

"Don't move." This fight made Feng Ci feel a little "chaotic". He grabbed Pei Qianyue's wrist with one hand and twisted it behind him, while the other held the sword against Pei Qianyue's throat and raised it slightly. Lift, "Now you can listen to me well?"

Pei Qianyue stopped moving.

Feng Ci took a deep breath and was about to speak, but heard Pei Qianyue softly say: "You kill me."

"……what?"

The moon "color" penetrated the tree shadow to illuminate the surroundings of the two of them, Pei Qianyue's eyes drooped down, and the long eyelashes left a clear shadow on the side face.

His voice was cold, and he couldn't hear any emotion from it: "Master is gone, since I can't kill you, you can kill me."

Feng Ci's expression sank.

After a long while, he asked in a deep voice, "If he dies, you don't want to live?"

There was a bleak smile on Pei Qianyue's lips: "If he's not here, what's the point of my life?"

"Why?" Feng Ci's voice was a little eager, "Don't tell me you only live for him in your life? If he dies, will you follow him?"

Pei Qianyue did not pretend: "Why not?"

Feng Ci's mind exploded.

With a push, they both fell into the soft grass.

Feng Ci held down the person from a high place, and through the "color" of the moon, he clearly saw the pair of reddish eyes of the other party.

Pei Qianyue's eyes were indeed very beautiful. The original golden eyes were clear and dazzling, but the black eyes when they were transformed into human figures were extremely bright. At this time, there was a slight mist of water, which added a bit of fragility. feel.

To be looked at from such a distance, no matter how angry.

Feng Ci stared at him for a while, and finally sighed: "You can't do this."

He seemed to want to say something more, but he finally said it. He just raised his hand and wiped away the blood stained on Pei Qianyue's face little by little.

A drop of blood just fell on the corner of Pei Qianyue's lips.

Feng Ci's fingers brushed the corner of the other's lips, and suddenly thought of something, a sly smile appeared in his eyes: "I know how to wake you up."

Afterwards, Feng Ci lowered his head and kissed Pei Qianyue's lips.