Chapter 193: Fighting

Wherever the invisible ripples pass, a faint mist arises, as hazy as night fog.

Qi Xuansu could hide, but he didn't.

In the dim night, separated by the faint mist, the eyes of Lu Long and Qi Xuansu met.

Lu Long's eyes became dark and deep, and his pupils turned like whirlpools, as if stars were disillusioned in them. Qi Xuansu's gaze was drawn into the whirlpool and he could not escape.

Then, the whirlpool grew larger and larger in his sight, until it was so big that it was about to swallow him whole.

Suddenly, Qi Xuansu entered a state of sleep and wakefulness, and everything around him became blurred, like a dream and an illusion, and seemed real and unreal.

When Qi Xuansu came to his senses again, the Lu Long in front of him had disappeared. A huge peach forest appeared in front of him, as red as a brocade paving the ground. When the east wind passed by, the sky was filled with falling flowers like rain.

As the east wind blows, flowers rain from ten miles away, like a dream.

Alchemists in the dream realm can enter other people's dreams, but alchemists in the thunder realm can force people into dreams.

Although a martial artist has no dreams, Lu Long is experienced and can tell at a glance that Qi Xuansu is not a pure martial artist and cannot unite his spirit and body, so he uses a spiritual object to pull Qi Xuansu into a dream.

When you enter a dream, it is a battle between souls and souls. No matter how strong your body is or how strong your true energy is, there is no place for you to use it. The alchemist who has always focused on souls will naturally take advantage. This is to use your own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses.

This was not the first time Qi Xuansu fell into a dream, but he did not panic. He just waved his sleeves casually to block the peach blossoms.

At this moment, a figure faintly appeared among the peach blossoms, holding a paper umbrella and flickering in and out of the rain of flowers.

Qi Xuansu frowned slightly.

This figure slowly walked towards Qi Xuansu, getting closer and closer, and becoming more and more real, but the face was blocked by the paper umbrella, so it couldn't be seen clearly.

Qi Xuansu felt that this woman was very familiar and became alert.

The woman in front of me could not be Zhang Yuelu.

Qi Xuansu was about to speak when he suddenly heard his own voice coming from behind: "Qing Xiao!"

Qi Xuansu suddenly turned around and saw a person walking quickly towards the woman holding an umbrella. He was wearing a Taoist formal attire and a crane cloak, and his appearance was the same as his own.

Qi Xuansu swallowed back the words that had reached his lips, feeling a little uncertain.

While he was thinking about it, another "Qi Xuansu" had already passed by Qi Xuansu without even looking at him, as if he didn't exist at all.

Only then did Qi Xuansu realize that the woman holding an umbrella who looked like Zhang Yuelu was not walking slowly towards him, but towards another "Qi Xuansu".

At this moment, a man and a woman had arrived.

The woman put away her paper umbrella, exactly like Zhang Yuelu.

"Qingxiao, I miss you so much."

"Qi Xuansu" took hold of "Zhang Yuelu"'s hand.

"Zhang Yuelu"'s attitude was indifferent, and he slowly withdrew his palm: "Aren't you dead? Why are you alive again?"

"Qi Xuansu's" expression suddenly stiffened: "I, I..."

"What are you?"

"Zhang Yuelu" narrowed his eyes: "You have been lying to me, right?"

"Qi Xuansu" took a few steps back under Zhang Yuelu's gaze and said in a panic: "I didn't lie to you. I really didn't lie to you. You have to believe me."

"Zhang Yuelu" snorted coldly: "I believe you, will Beichen Hall believe you? Let me ask you, in the past few years from Qi Haoran's death to your return to Dao Sect, where have you been? What have you done?"

"Qi Xuansu" was speechless.

"Zhang Yuelu" sneered: "Qi Haoran, a fourth-grade Taoist priest who has returned to his true state, is dead. Why can you live? When Shen Yuxi died, where were you? When Li Hongwen of Fengtai County died. , where are you? What did you take from Li Hongwen? Why can you escape Wu Luo's magical power? So many people died when Wu Luo broke the boat, why did you not die? "

"Qi Xuansu" was forced into a corner, no longer submissive, and said angrily: "My master is dead, should I die? Shen Yuxi deserves to die! How did Li Hongwen die? You shouldn't ask me, you should ask Taiping Dao. I Qi Xuansu was born between heaven and earth, and he is worthy of his own conscience and worthy of others! "

"Zhang Yuelu" sneered again: "In that case, do you dare to settle a detailed account with me?"

"Qi Xuansu" shouted loudly: "Why don't you dare?!"

As soon as the voice fell, the east wind was strong, and countless peach blossoms were flying in the wind.

Mesmerizing eyes.

"Zhang Yuelu" waved his hand, and a corpse appeared out of thin air, already burned to a disgraceful appearance.

Qi Xuansu's face darkened when he saw the corpse.

Wan Xiuwu once almost killed Qi Xuansu with Yue Liuli, but was killed by Qi Xuansu outside Xijing Mansion and burned his body.

"Zhang Yuelu" pointed at the corpse: "Although he has harmed you, you are still alive and well, so why do you kill him?"

"Qi Xuansu" said in a deep voice: "He wanted to kill me, but he just couldn't kill me. It was not because of his mercy. The reason why he died and I am still alive is simply that his skills were inferior to others. I can't blame him."

"Zhang Yuelu" waved again, and another corpse appeared. It was a huge white fox like a hill, with four tails covered with scars.

"Su Ran is the leader of the Taoist sect, but you killed her. Even if she committed a serious crime, she should be tried and convicted by Fengxiantang, and then sentenced to death. You have no right to kill her."

"Qi Xuansu" looked gloomy, and said slowly: "She was the first to kill me. I was just trying to protect myself. Should I stand still and let her kill me? Besides, your Taoists are protecting each other. If you hand her over to Fengxiantang, I'm afraid she will be fined three cups of wine, and the big things will be small, and the small things will be forgotten!"

"Zhang Yuelu" laughed softly: "What a good 'You Taoists', the tail is exposed, right? Even if Wan Xiuwu and Su Ran are excusable, do you have any excuse for secretly joining a secret society?"

"Qi Xuansu"'s face suddenly lost color, and he stammered: "What secret society, you, you don't want to slander me!"

"Zhang Yuelu" clapped his hands softly.

I saw two spiritual officials carrying a woman walking over, leaving a trail of blood. The woman raised her head and it was "Qiniang".

At this time, "Qiniang" was covered with blood, and it was obvious that she had been tortured. She said with a weak breath: "Tian, ​​Tianyuan."

"Qi Xuansu"'s eyes were red and his fists were clenched.

"Zhang Yuelu" stared at "Qi Xuansu" and said in a deep voice: "After investigation, this person is a member of the secret society Qingping Society, known as 'Seventh Lady', Qi Xuansu, do you know him!?"

"Qi Xuansu's voice seemed to be squeezed out from the teeth: "What if I know him? What if I don't know him?"

"Zhang Yuelu" raised the paper umbrella in his hand and pointed at Qi Xuansu: "If you don't know him, then kill this demon with a knife to prove your innocence, you and I are still friends. If you know him, then you are a demon of the secret society, I will kill you on behalf of the Taoist sect, or you kill me."

Killing Seventh Lady or Zhang Yuelu is a dilemma.

Putting aside other things, who should my wife and mother help is also an eternal problem.

At this moment, Qi Xuansu and "Qi Xuansu" seemed to have become one person, and this choice was also placed in front of him.

All of this came from the deepest fear in Qi Xuansu's heart.

He was afraid that his identity would be exposed, he was afraid that Zhang Yuelu would know everything, and he was afraid that he would have to make a choice between Zhang Yuelu and Seventh Lady.

And now, the dream has dug out all of this and truly presented it to Qi Xuansu.

As the instigator, Lu Long took advantage of the situation and let Qi Xuansu fall into the cage he built.

If he is not careful, he will be unable to extricate himself.

Before the cage is broken, neither Qi Xuansu nor Lu Long can leave.

At this moment, the black Yin Qi lingering between the five fingers of Qi Xuansu's left hand finally took shape and turned into a black ghost-head knife.

Killing intent was strong.

Fortunately, Qi Xuansu was also half a Taoist priest and had the ability to break the situation with force.

In an instant, the eyes of "Zhang Yuelu" and "Qiniang" also fell on Qi Xuansu.

"Zhang Yuelu" was a little flustered, and said softly: "Tianyuan, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but you can turn back now. As long as you can make a break with the past, I still believe in you. Do you remember our vows?"

"Qiniang" said with tears in her eyes: "Tianyuan, I saved you back then, and I have always treated you as my own son. We have been dependent on each other for so long. Have you really forgotten your mother after having a wife?"

Qi Xuansu slowly closed his eyes, and his expression returned to calm.

He found that the guillotine was the most terrifying when it was raised but not yet fell, but when it really fell, it was not terrifying.

In fact, fear is the same. Many things are the most terrifying when they have not happened, making people uneasy and worried about gains and losses. When they really happen, they can face them calmly.

"Qingxiao will not force me like this, and Qiniang will not beg me like this."

"I like a saying very much, a man's heart is as hard as iron until his death."

"Vanity, bubble, also want to disturb my mind?"

Qi Xuansu suddenly opened his eyes and raised the knife to chop down.

Countless peach blossoms flew over, covering everything, as if to bury Qi Xuansu completely.

Qi Xuansu was in a trance again, waking up from a dream.

He was still in Wutong Courtyard.

There was no Qi Niang, nor Zhang Yuelu.

Qi Xuansu looked at Lu Long.

The old man was still standing, his eyes had closed at some point, as if he was dozing, with a wound on his chest, blood flowing like a red stream.

Qi Xuansu calmed down, walked forward, and found that he had died.

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