Chapter 1062

"I definitely won't allow you to insult Teacher Baili!" As soon as she stepped on the ground, Feng Qingge jumped up, the golden light surrounding her, wrapped around her arm like an iron chain, the ancient The talisman appeared, and at the moment when Baili Yehua retreated, the fire stick had arrived.

"Little thing." The standing blue-white figure tilted his head slightly, closed his eyes slightly, revealing a small smile on the corner of his mouth, and the leaves between his eyebrows flashed a strange light, just opposite Feng Qingge The moment he saw his eyes, the fire stick in his hand trembled and passed close to his arm. The fire stick that was supposed to hit his heart was in vain.

The right hand plucked the strings, and Baili Yehua quickly backed away. The guqin was rotated a week in his hand and placed flat in front of him. The ten fingers buckled and moved. The lightning-like speed suddenly appeared, and the wind galloping out. The blade hit the front, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became weird.

no!

Her pupils shrank, Feng Qingge turned around quickly, blocked the wind blade in front of her, and said angrily, "You!" She could even send out illusions at any time to charm her mind.

Not giving the two any chance to get close at all, Baili Yehua raised his fingers on the strings, sending several wind blades together, forcing Feng Qingge to retreat with Mu Cangyun.

The living dead can completely simulate the movements and combat methods of people, but this place should not have the technology to connect the living dead with real people, but it can use the method of forced mental excess to record all people's movement habits, in other words , This living dead is himself, but without any emotion.

"I can't catch up." Long Yinjian lifted the wind blade away, Mu Cangyun stood in front of him with one hand, and Yinfa quickly squeezed and pointed out. I saw that the stone slab where Baili Yehua was standing suddenly sank, and the stone chips that turned into sand and dust wrapped him in it.

Liu Fufeng's speed was too fast, he only needed Baili Yehua to delay here for a while before he could escape. The Baili Sect Master in front of him is very powerful. Although the living dead are just imitations, after the star power is forcibly poured into the body, the living dead can temporarily entangle them, regardless of whether they are up or down.

"Om!" Ten fingers quickly pressed the strings and plucked them out.

The white wind blade was still beating among the stone chips, and Mu Cangyun tilted his head and said, "Use the fire stick to destroy the living dead."

"Okay!" Nodding her head, Feng Qingge agreed and walked out with a stick, facing the afterimage inside.

"small thing……"

The familiar voice reverberated again, so close, right in front of her eyes, even if he couldn't see his figure, Feng Qingge couldn't help but let go of his hand just based on this voice.

"I'm back, little thing." The stone chips were still spinning, but the flying strings erupted, smashing the stone above them, and the standing figure raised the corners of his mouth, and the speed of his hands became faster and faster. Quick, plucked the strings, but it was a familiar tune, different from the chaotic sound just now, the high-pitched, sometimes low-pitched tune made Feng Qingge unable to start.

That tune was played by Mr. Baili to his wife. Every time he watched the teacher sit in the Baihua Pavilion, lowered his eyes and played the piano, thinking of his wife alone, he played this tune over and over again. He is the only one left in this world. He misses the deceased so much, as if he insisted and trusted, and the deceased will come back and come back to him.

When souls are reunited, it is Homecoming Day.

Teacher Baili...

"Girl! Be awake, that's not Sect Master Baili!" Maintaining the stone formation in front of him, Mu Cangyun's face turned gloomy, his right hand was erected in front of him. The light flickered on the Longyin Sword, and he squeezed the sword and shouted: "Go!"

The flying Longyin Sword pierced through the air, slammed into the stone chips, and headed inside. Baili Yehua, who came out from the inside, sneered, holding down the strings of the piano with both hands and blocking the Longyin Sword, he lightly raised the wind blade and swept directly to the standing Feng Qingge.

On the battlefield, don't let your mind wander! You must concentrate and deal with your opponents.

The familiar words were still echoing in her ears, but, facing the familiar face, how could she possibly succeed. No wonder, when Han Bing died, she had to put on that mask so that she couldn't see what he looked like and didn't know who he was, so she killed him so simply. Now even if it's just this face, this familiar movement, I know it's a living dead person, but I still can't do anything about it.

"Idiot!" With a frown, Mu Cangyun was too late to recall the Longyin Sword. Looking at the wind blade, he sprinted forward and held Feng Feng Qingge in his arms.

"Om!" The bursting wind blade landed on his back, holding Feng Qingge's figure staggering forward, his tightly clasped right hand sank, his wrist twisted, and the dragon sword in the air immediately Turning around, passing through Baili Yehua's heart, he slammed into the wooden pillar behind with a bang.

"Ah..." The blue-white figure trembled, and the Longyin Sword stained with Mu Cangyun's blood made his body hurt. He wanted to step forward, but found that he didn't even have the strength to move. The star power of the whole body was flowing, he squeezed his hands tightly, shouted up to the sky, and disappeared into a puff of smoke.

Teacher Baili...

Looking at the figure that had disappeared in front of her, Feng Qingge clenched her hands tightly and secretly took a breath of cold air. It was just that the warm liquid dripped onto her cheek, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand to touch her face. Just as she opened her palm, another drop of blood fell.

The pupils shrunk suddenly, Feng Qingge raised his head in awe, the whole person's complexion changed. Quickly supporting Mu Cangyun, Feng Qingge said anxiously, "You, what's wrong with you, Mu Cangyun..."

Biting his lip forcefully, Mu Cangyun shook his head, clasped Feng Qingge's small head with one hand, lowered his head and said, "Idiot..." Next time, don't be alone in front of your opponent. Staring at a living dead for so long, he is very uncomfortable.

"Hey, Mu Cangyun!" Seeing the mysterious golden figure falling over, Feng Qingge quickly caught Mu Cangyun, but it was a pity that her Xuanyuan bloodline could only be used for fighting to temporarily protect her safety. Now that Mu Cangyun was down, she didn't have the strength to stay connected, and was directly crushed to the ground by the person in front of her.

"Cough...you, you are so heavy." Patting Mu Cangyun on his body, Feng Qingge pulled his dark golden clothes with all his might, struggling to get up. How to deal with it. He just... was that the blow?