Chapter 18 Chapter Eighteen

Qi Fang's face turns red and turns white. To be honest, I've been with Xiao Fang for so many years, and it's the first time I know that his face can be so colorful. Qi Fang buckled Qing Mei's collar, and instead of dodging, Qing Mei fell into Qi Fang's arms, drawing circles on Qi Fang's strong chest: "Is she really your good friend?" She smiled charmingly, but said vicious words in her mouth: "Then you really have to go to Dongying to find her quickly, without the protection of the third master and me, a beauty like her... You also know that few men can hold her Can you stand it?"

"You can be considered a woman!" Qi Fang said coldly, throwing Qing Mei away. Qing Mei was as light as a swallow in mid-air, she turned her body and touched the ground with one foot, slightly supported her temples with one hand, tugged at her clothes, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "My heart hurts!" "Qingmei, don't make trouble anymore, Qi Zhongshu, come out with me." Sima Yun stood between the two of them. "Please take my disciple out first." Qi Fang held back his anger, "I'm going to find my young lady and Prince Duan again, if Saruer finds them first, it will be troublesome."

"Don't be afraid, even so, it's a good thing," Qing Mei smiled. "Anyway, madam has Zishang in her hand, and when she meets Saruer, she just happens to teach that monster a lesson." "What?" Yange who had been silent at the side suddenly stood up and came to Qingmei's place, his eyes were a little broken, "You just said that Mr. Zishang has Zishang?" Qing Mei glanced coldly: "That's right." "Master, we were all in that Broken Heart City just now, and we all saw it. The beast killed the newborn daughter in order to get that Po Zishang. Sir, if you have Zishang, why didn't you take it out? Doesn't Chunlai have to die?" Yange looked at Qi Fang, but his eyes were out of focus.

Pain also appeared on Qi Fang's cold face, and he held Yan Ge tightly: "Don't listen to the lies of that witch." "Qi Zhongshu, you big idiot," Qing Meilang said, "During the scuffle in Broken Heart City, King Qing left a clue saying that Zi Shang has already got it, and I just need to go out of this dungeon to meet him." "If you want to die here, Qing Wang will naturally be happy to have one less opponent," Qing Meifu chuckled again, "It's just that the girl you mentioned and your girlfriend, who will come to protect you in the future depends on Are you pustule disciples?"

With tears in his eyes, Yan Ge murmured over and over again: "Sir, why didn't you take it out to protect that devil? Why." "Why," Qing Mei smiled brightly, "little brother, your husband and that beast were childhood sweethearts in the past, and he was thinking about their past relationship, so he indirectly killed your friend." He trembled his lips: "Chunlai is not my friend, he is my brother, he is the brother I grew up with." Instead, he burst into tears with great anger. Qi Fang's face turns red and turns white. To be honest, I've been with Xiao Fang for so many years, and it's the first time I know that his face can be so colorful.

Qi Fang buckled Qing Mei's collar, and instead of dodging, Qing Mei fell into Qi Fang's arms, drawing circles on Qi Fang's strong chest: "Is she really your good friend?" She smiled charmingly, but said vicious words in her mouth: "Then you really have to go to Dongying to find her quickly, without the protection of the third master and me, a beauty like her... You also know that few men can hold her Can you stand it?" "You can be considered a woman!" Qi Fang said coldly, throwing Qing Mei away. Qing Mei was as light as a swallow in mid-air, she turned her body and touched the ground with one foot, slightly supported her temples with one hand, tugged at her clothes, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "My heart hurts!"

"Qingmei, don't make trouble anymore, Qi Zhongshu, come out with me." Sima Yun stood between the two of them. "Please take my disciple out first." Qi Fang held back his anger, "I'm going to find my young lady and Prince Duan again, if Saruer finds them first, it will be troublesome." "Don't be afraid, even so, it's a good thing," Qing Mei smiled. "Anyway, madam has Zishang in her hand, and when she meets Saruer, she just happens to teach that monster a lesson." "What?" Yange who had been silent at the side suddenly stood up and came to Qingmei's place, his eyes were a little broken, "You just said that Mr. Zishang has Zishang?"

Qing Mei glanced coldly: "That's right." "Master, we were all in that Broken Heart City just now, and we all saw it. The beast killed the newborn daughter in order to get that Po Zishang. Sir, if you have Zishang, why didn't you take it out? Doesn't Chunlai have to die?" Yange looked at Qi Fang, but his eyes were out of focus. Pain also appeared on Qi Fang's cold face, and he held Yan Ge tightly: "Don't listen to the lies of that witch." "Qi Zhongshu, you big idiot," Qing Meilang said, "During the scuffle in Broken Heart City, King Qing left a clue saying that Zi Shang has already got it, and I just need to go out of this dungeon to meet him."

"If you want to die here, Qing Wang will naturally be happy to have one less opponent," Qing Meifu chuckled again, "It's just that the girl you mentioned and your girlfriend, who will come to protect you in the future depends on Are you pustule disciples?" With tears in his eyes, Yange murmured over and over again: "Sir, why didn't you take it out to protect that devil? Why."" "Why," Qing Mei smiled brightly, "little brother, your husband and that beast were childhood sweethearts in the past, and he was thinking about their past relationship, so he indirectly killed your friend."

He trembled his lips: "Chunlai is not my friend, he is my brother, he is the brother I grew up with." Then he burst into tears with great anger, and said loudly: "Why don't you show it, Mister." "Master, Chunlai died so badly that he turned into a pile of ashes. He died for Mr., but Mr. didn't save him." He hugged Chunlai's ashes and cried loudly, "Sir, why didn't you take it out? , Jun Mo asked, why didn't you take it out, you are my most respected teacher, but you made me lose the best spring, why is that?" His words pierced my heart like a sharp sword. I burst into tears and staggered forward, slapping the transparent wall without any reflection.

"I'm going to find Mr., I'm going to find Mr., and ask her why she didn't take Zishang out." Yange became excited, holding Chunlai's ashes in one hand, and slammed into the bright stone wall desperately. Bleeding from the bump, Qi Fang tightly hugged Yange from behind, "Yange, calm down." He stared at Qingmei, gritted his teeth and said, "Young girl, you still don't shut up." Qing Mei was full of panic: "So you don't know?" After saying that, his complexion changed again, and he looked up to the sky gloatingly and laughed. Sima Yun folded his arms and said, "Enough, Xiaoqing." His voice was gloomy and terrifying, Qing Mei stopped laughing, hummed contemptuously, took the torch, and walked forward. Sima Yun shook his head lightly, raised his hand and took out two sticks from the fire and handed them to Qi Fang and Jun Yan singer: "Qi Zhongshu, your disciple is too sad, don't try to be brave, come out with us first, then we can talk." After that, he picked up another torch and walked forward without looking back. Yange calmed down, and shook off Qi Fang coldly: "Master, do you know that Chunlai wanted to marry Xiaoyu, and he said he would go back alive with me, so he immediately returned with my husband, but I didn't dare to tell that fool , Xiaoyu actually likes that bumpkin Tian soybean." "Mr. always said that a good man is safe, but why is there no reward for a good man in this world?" He endured it for a long time, and finally burst into tears. "Back then, Hu Yong had no grievances with us, but he washed Panlong Village with blood. Killed me and Chunlai's parents, and now this insane Saruer is going to kill his daughter, I'm confused, what's going on in this world?" "My Jun Yange swears here, if the master really killed Chunlai by hiding Zishang in order to protect that beast, then I will cut off my friendship with Jun Mo Wen from now on." I cried bitterly and knelt on that stone wall, barely able to make a sound. I really wanted to rush in, hug Yange, say sorry to him, and beg his forgiveness. "Stupid child, in troubled times, it's just a group of demons dancing wildly." Qi Fang sighed, "Son, don't blame Jun Mowen, blame only the teacher's life is too hard, if you kill him, spring comes." Yan Ge was in a trance for a while, Qi Fang took his hand and distributed a torch in his hand. Yan Ge looked at Qi Fang blankly, holding Chun Lai's ashes in a daze, and was pulled by Qi Fang towards the direction Sima Yun and Qing Mei left. I yelled: "Xiao Fang, Yan Ge, don't leave me here alone, don't." There was only a pile of extinguished fires in front of my eyes, and I looked at me silently, as if the hope in my heart was gradually shattered. I wept loudly, in utter despair. Yange's words echoed in my ears, I killed Chunlai, I killed Chunlai, Xiao Fang, it's not your fault.It was I, the criminal, who committed this wrong that can never be undone.I was about to hit the stone wall again, but the stone wall suddenly lost its brilliance and turned into an ordinary stone wall without a mirror image. I stood there in shock for three seconds, then touched the wall with trembling hands, and the stone wall was mirrored again. A red-haired boy covered in blood quickly fled here, with a pair of blood-red pupils full of terror and despair, he kept looking back: "Don't come here." He shrugged his shoulders and hid in the corner, hugging his head and covering his ears, weeping non-stop, repeating more and more severely in his mouth: "I searched for him thousands of times in the crowd, but when I looked back at dusk, the man was in a dimly lit place." "Mu girl." He cried loudly, "Help me, help me, Mu girl, why do I have to do this kind of martial arts?" The crying sound kept impacting my soul and kept ringing in my ears. I burst into tears. When I opened my eyes again, there was a red-haired boy standing in front of me. He had grown a lot taller than before. Qingming became even more handsome, and his hair was meticulously combed. "Wooden girl." He smiled lightly at the stone wall, as if standing in front of me alive, and took out from his arms the poetry collections on both sides that were about to be torn apart. "Flowers bloom differently, and flowers fall differently. If you ask the place of lovesickness, when the flowers bloom and fall." He was still smiling, but red tears welled up in his eyes. I was about to stand up, but my chest suddenly throbbed with extreme pain, and I fell to the ground slumped, with a vague feeling in my heart. Why is this happening, Fei Jue, why is this happening. There was a slight sound of footsteps in the distance, I held back my sobs and hid aside. "Did you hear crying?" A worried voice said softly, "It seems to be hibiscus." The other person's voice was a little cold, with a slightly raised tone, which seemed to have a Dali accent: "Is there something wrong with your ears, why are you crying?" I became happy, I recognized the voices of these two people, yes, yes, it was Yuan Feibai and Duan Yuerong's. Two young men with the talents of heaven and man came to me in a blink of an eye. One was as cold as a winter plum in the snow, with black silk like black jade brocade draped behind his head, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes concealed infinite wisdom and scheming. He held a black whip in one hand. , a big bow with golden light on the chest and back. The other person is just like the full moon in the mid-autumn festival, with shining purple pupils and frivolity, but he does not smile but is affectionate.It was Yuan Feibai and Duan Yuerong. They were standing in front of that transparent stone wall, and Duan Yuerong's hand had just touched the stone wall, which meant that the mirror wall in front of them had changed.It turned into a weeping and disheveled woman, slapping the wall: "Xiao Fang, Yan Ge, don't leave me here alone, don't." It dawned on me that this wall could record what happened just now, and the image of Feijue just now must have been recorded when he was practicing Wuxiao and suffering. Duan Yuerong shouted excitedly: "Mujin." Then he seemed to want to pass through the wall, but bumped into a bag and fell to the ground. Looking at the stone wall, he was a little dazed, and said "Huh", "What kind of mechanism is this?" Yuan Feibai said coldly: "This is a mirage lock, you need to roast the rhythm to unlock it, and some people call it a rhythm lock." "What you see are all illusions recorded by the rhythm. This wall is also called the mirror wall," Yuan Feibai frowned for a while, and said to himself, "Strange, why is there also my original rhythm lock here?" Mirage lock?I slowly walked out holding the wall with one hand and the wound with the other, but the two of them seemed to be engrossed in the wall, still frowning and studying. "This lock has been around for at least hundreds of years. Why must it be unique to your Yuan family? Could it be that your ancestors stole it from the Western Regions?" Duan Yuerong sneered, leaning on the stone wall with her shoulders slanted.Inadvertently glanced at the direction where I came out, and then jumped up: "Who?" Yuan Feibai's long whip was already thrown at me, and I screamed loudly, Yuan Feibai seemed to recognize my voice, and immediately the black whip that rolled towards my throat changed its direction slightly, and rolled towards the stone wall next to me . Yuan Feibai and Duan Yuerong rushed over at the same time, and asked in unison: "How are you?" I shook my head with a wry smile, but the tears kept flowing. Yuan Feibai felt the Xuezhi pill on my chest, fed me one, and then injected me with true energy. I slowed down, and Duan Yuerong sat next to me and kept asking me what happened. I briefly told what happened, Yuan Feibai fell into deep thought, but Duan Yuerong sneered sullenly: "Saluer, I will definitely make your life worse than death, and you will regret it for the rest of your life." "You two," I sobbed and grabbed Yuan Feibai's hand, looked at Duan Yuerong, timidly, "stop fighting, I don't want to see anyone die in front of my eyes." The original Feibai's phoenix eyes drooped down, Duan Yuerong's purple eyes rolled, and she pretended to be sincere: "Don't worry, I won't vomit with Mr. Snow Walker anymore." Yuan Feibai looked at Duan Yuerong and sneered, and said softly to me: "You take a rest here, and Prince Duan and I will unlock this rhythm lock." Yuan Feibai said to Duan Yuerong indifferently: "Borrow Prince Duan's bamboo flute." Duan Yuerong sneered and said: "Don't think that you are the only one in this world who can unravel bows and open this rhythm lock." He reached into his arms, took out the bamboo flute, and said proudly: "As long as you report the title of the song, no This palace can't blow it." Yuan Feibai didn't bother with him, thought for a while, and reported the titles of a few ancient songs. Duan Yuerong played a few ancient tunes, the mirror wall remained motionless, Yuan Feibai sneered a few times, Duan Yuerong played Changxiangshou bitterly, but it was still useless, and finally he became impatient. "This Turkic hairy is really strange, why use this kind of evil door lock." Yuan Feibai didn't open his mouth to refute him this time. He just leaned against the wall and closed his eyes tightly, as if closing his eyes to rest his mind. After coming over for a while, he suddenly opened his eyes. "Mujin," he asked seriously, "Is Yao Biying's best song Guangling San?" I thought for a while, then shook my head and said, "No, Biying's favorite thing to play is High Mountains and Flowing Waters. She didn't like the tunes of Guangling San, and thought it was too exhausting, but the second brother said that he loved Ji Kang's Gaojie the most. Character, since Ji Kang, Guangling San has been extinct since then, and Biying said that she must let her second brother hear the real Guangling San..." I stopped abruptly and looked at Yuan Feibai and Duan Yuerong. Yuan Feibai smiled slightly, while Duan Yuerong was stunned. That's right, the rhythm to unlock the lock is Ji Kang's Guangling San. Guangling San originated from the tragic story of Nie Zheng's assassination of the King of Han. Xuanyuan Zimi, the ancestor of the Ming family, as Amir said, finally chose to assassinate Bi to leave Lu. Suicide in failure is just like Nie Zheng's heroic deeds in the eyes of the Ming family, so Guangling powder was chosen as the lock tone rhythm. Duan Yuerong closed her eyes and seemed to calm down for a while. She put the bamboo flute to her lips, and immediately a passionate and impassioned rhythm floated out, full of the fighting atmosphere of spears and spears. Yuan Feibai listened intently, nodded his head slightly, and the phoenix eyes looking at Duan Yuerong unexpectedly flashed the intention of being hurt. The popular praise of Duan Yuerong's musical talent is often associated with Yuan Feibai. Even Lu Bangchun, a famous scholar in the Eastern Court, had the honor to listen to Duan Yuerong and Yuan Feibai's performance when he was alive. Holy hands, birds and beasts hear the music, stay together for three days, shining with stars, comparable to stepping on snow..." I was intoxicated by the wonderful sound of the flute, my eyelids couldn't help but drooping when I was dizzy, I only heard the loud noise, the mirror wall in front of me was opened heavily, Duan Yuerong took a step back, and still didn't stop, but saw that there were cherry blossom forests in front of me sea ​​of ​​flowers. I couldn't restrain my eyes from being delighted, Duan Yuerong at the front was also full of obsession, and couldn't help walking forward just like me. Behind him, Yuan Feibai shouted: "Quickly stop."