In the darkness, Mu Xiyun suddenly widened his eyes.

The next moment, the man took the two demons and stepped into the light.

The surroundings returned to darkness, and Yuehua once again enveloped the bamboo building. Sitting in the dark, Mu Xiyun found out that the palm of her clenched hand had been pierced with blood by her fingernails, and her back was covered in cold sweat. As soon as he was relieved, a huge tiredness welled up in his heart. Under the double attack of depletion of spiritual power and tingling of the meridians, he fell asleep unconsciously.

When Mu Xiyuan woke up again, the sky was already bright, and a bird with a black, white and yellow belly was standing on the edge of the window chirping. He opened his eyes, his body was hot, and his consciousness was still a little dizzy. He stared blankly at the roof, and after a long while, he realized that he was already lying on a bed with a thin blanket covering his body.

Arms moved, and the sleeves were heavy. Mu Xiyun touched his sleeve, it was the hidden cicada. Probably because the spiritual power was exhausted before fainting, Chanyin fell from his hand and slipped into his sleeve pocket.

Suddenly, Chan Yin, the small building, the broken space, the face in the hood, countless lights and shadows flooded into my mind like a tide, and Mu Xiyuan sat up abruptly.

The bamboo ladder of the small building babbled for a while, and someone came upstairs.

Mu Xiyun got out of bed gently and drew out his long sword. This hut is simple, with a bed, a table and a stool, and there is not even a place to cover it. It is the place where the two demons met their "gu master" last night.

Mu Xiyun stood at the head of the bed, thought for a while, took out the piece of Chan Yin from his sleeve pocket, and held Qing Yun's spiritual power in his hand.

The visitor stopped for a while at the door and asked softly, "Ayun, are you awake?"

It was Gu Wanbo's voice.

Mu Xiyun's heart moved, she took a step back, turned on the bed, and put Chanyin back into her sleeve pocket.

The bamboo door opened, and Gu Qingqiao's ordinary face appeared behind the door. He held a medicine bowl in one hand, which was still steaming hot, and walked in with the other hand.

Mu Xiyun stood up from the bed and looked up at him.

"Wake up." A warm smile appeared on Gu Qingqiao's face, he quickly took two steps to put down the bowl, helped Mu Xiyun sit down on the bedside, tidily put a pillow under his waist, and stretched out his hand He probed between his foreheads, and then picked up the medicine bowl, "It's still a little hot, come and drink the medicine." After speaking, he picked up the spoon and scooped up the medicine before feeding it to Mu Xiyun's mouth.

Mu Xiyun blushed and hid back, took the medicine bowl and spoon, and said softly, "I'll do it myself!"

"Okay." Gu Qingqiao looked at him with a smile.

Mu Xiyun brought the medicine bowl to her mouth, as if she had remembered something, put down her hand and asked, "Why is Senior Brother Gu here?"

"I have to ask Lingshan Immortal about this. After I stepped into the illusion, I was on the other side of the bamboo forest, and I walked through the bamboo forest to this small building. It was almost dawn when I arrived, and I saw you sitting on the ground downstairs. ." Having said this, his voice darkened: "You have an injury all over, and you still have a fever, I'm really worried..."

While speaking, he slowly approached Mu Xiyun and wrapped his left hand on his shoulder.

On the side of Mu Xiyun's body, the medicine bowl in his left hand suddenly turned over, a bowl of medicinal juice was splashed on the opponent's face, his right hand raised, and the unsheathed long sword hidden under the blanket slashed towards the one that embraced him. hands on their shoulders.

"Pfft" the sword pierced into the flesh and blood, and the blood splashed.

Gu Qingqiao exclaimed in surprise, "What are you doing, Ah Yun?"

Mu Xiyun's feet exerted force, and the bamboo bed immediately fell apart. He held a sword flower in front of him.

Gu Qingqiao had an unbelievable look on his face. The sword was extremely fast just now. In a hurry, he only had time to turn to the side to avoid the force of the downward slash. A deep bloodstain appeared. This is because he reacts fast enough, otherwise the arm will be removed immediately.

Mu Xiyuan stepped up without saying a word, and attacked him again with his sword.

"Ayun, what are you doing crazy?" After dodging twice, Gu Qingqiao pulled out a short knife to block a strike. Mu Xiyun had already attacked in front of him. He hit the door.

Gu Qingqiao couldn't hide anymore, so he had to hold a knife with both hands to block a shot, and at the same time raised his head to avoid the sword qi, a blood mark was deeply drawn on his face, and the everted flesh made his face instantly hideous.

Gu Qingqiao shook his hands, holding both swords in his hands. In a very short period of time, he fought dozens of moves with Mu Xiyuan's long sword. He took a breath and immediately mobilized his spiritual power. The powerful pressure of the Nascent Soul suddenly burst out. Mu Xiyun's chest suddenly felt tight, and the opponent's powerful spiritual power pierced his heart through his arm. A huge force attacked and lifted Mu Xiyun three feet out, smashing his back heavily on the thin siding of the bamboo building, directly smashing a hole in the siding, and the man fell straight down from the upstairs.

Mu Xiyun reluctantly adjusted his posture halfway through the fall. When he fell to the ground, he rolled with the situation and immediately turned over to protect himself with the horizontal sword. Taking a staggering step, felt a sweetness in throat, and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. With his sword on the ground, he was almost unsteady, but still looked upstairs.

In the hole in the broken wall of the bamboo building, the man in black was covered in blood on his face and arms, but he didn't care. Killing intent and coercion shot downstairs.

"Who are you?" After adjusting his breath a few times, Mu Xiyun slowly stood up straight. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "Show your true colors!"

The ordinary face belonging to Gu Wanbo showed a sneer. The man took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and squeezed it. He wiped the medicinal powder on the wound on his face, and his face trembled slightly, as if something ran out of the wound.

The man's eyes have become slender, the bridge of the nose is high, and the lower jaw shows a thin curve. Although he is an adult man, his face with a hint of femininity can still be recognized as it was in the past, and the red moles at the corners of his eyes are bright and bright Blood, in an instant, coincided with the boy in memory.

shadowless...

"Okay, Xiaoxianjun. I've shown my true face, what are you going to do?"

Mu Xiyun knew that she had nowhere to run. The scope of Lingshan Illusion is not too big. From the valley he entered to here, it takes only a stick of incense to run with all his strength. With the ability of the other party's Nascent Soul, his little golden core is almost invisible.