Chapter 505 Even deceived myself

A sharp sword energy came without warning.

Meng Zhi stood up instantly, raised his Zhumie Sword and blocked the sword energy.

A ghostly aura appeared out of nowhere and dragged several people into the isolation barrier.

However, when he saw the source of the sword energy, Meng Zhi was stunned.

"Xiang Xiuyuan, what are you doing!"

Xiang Xiuyuan held Cang Qing in his hand and floated in the air, with countless sword energies behind him.

He did not answer Meng Zhi's question, but instead circulated his sword energy and attacked the two of them mercilessly.

The dense ghost energy formed a barrier, and people outside could not sense what was happening inside the barrier.

Meng Zhi raised his sword and accumulated spiritual power to resist the sword energy.

Xiang Xiuyuan attacked without any warning. Meng Zhi was afraid that she and Ye Xingzhou would be hurt if she didn't take precautions, but she was also afraid that Xiang Xiuyuan would be hurt if she took precautions.

"Xiang Xiuyuan?"

Meng Zhi shouted again, trying to wake Xiang Xiuyuan up.

However, Xiang Xiuyuan's eyes did not waver at all, and he continued to accumulate sword energy like a person being controlled.

Ye Xingzhou frowned slightly, "There are puppet strings in his body."

Ye Xingzhou didn't know how the puppet suspension wire came into being, but the way this scene was manipulated was obviously something that only the puppet suspension wire could do.

Xiang Xiuyuan killed him, so it goes without saying who was manipulating the hanging thread.

It is the hand of the evening flowing water that moves.

Every sword move Xiang Xiuyuan wielded was deadly, but Mu Liushui was still stubborn, determined to get rid of Ye Xingzhou.

Ye Xingzhou lowered his eyes.

Behind the dense ghostly aura, a piece of black clothing appeared, and a person walked out of the thick fog.

A pair of upturned fox eyes, half a face covered with red spider lily, and a silly and cute little puppet sitting on the shoulder.

A silk thread was wrapped around his fingertips.

The silk thread glowed silver, and the other end was the puppet suspension thread connected to Xiang Xiuyuan's body.

The slender knuckles flicked lightly, and the sword energy dissipated completely. Xiang Xiuyuan lowered his head and fell into a deep sleep like a puppet without strings.

Baixi breathed a sigh of relief and took one step forward. The red spider lily on her cheek blossomed in the ghostly aura, and her skin became smooth and delicate again.

The silk thread is also shortening.

Finally, Baixi pulled lightly and the silver thread broke.

He glanced at Ye Xingzhou and raised his eyebrows when he sensed his profound cultivation.

He raised his eyes again, seemingly glancing at Ye Xingzhou's face unintentionally, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his expression was normal.

Fortunately, the memory of Zhiyang Sect has not been restored.

"Thanks to your Spirit Stone Clothes." Bai Xi smiled. "Although it's late, I'm here."

As soon as the little wooden puppet saw Ye Xingzhou, he nimbly climbed down Baixi's sleeve and jumped into Ye Xingzhou's palm, rubbing it wildly.

His movements were more agile than those of a monkey. It seemed that the magic stone robe had helped Baixi a lot.

Ye Xingzhou pried open the puppet's head, and another silk thread appeared at Baixi's fingertips.

This time, the silk thread was connected to Ye Xingzhou's dantian. It was not the one planted by Baixi, but the one planted by Mu Liushui.

"Do you want to pull it out?" Bai Xi asked.

"pull."

Ye Xingzhou thought of something and looked up at the area where the fog was thick.

He opened his mouth, but no emotion could be heard in his words.

"come out."

After a moment, the green umbrella caught my eye first.

Mu Liushui emerged silently from the black fog, with his umbrella pulled low, hiding his expression.

The two were ten steps apart.

Ye Xingzhou nodded slightly to the two of them, "Senior Baixi, please take my senior brother Xiang and my junior brother out first."

Baixi blinked and said, "Okay."

Meng Zhi pursed her lips and stopped talking, not until Ye Xingzhou gave him a reassuring look. Only then did Meng Zhi help Xiang Xiuyuan up and follow Baixi out of the barrier.

What remains is the matter between Ye Xingzhou and Mu Liushui.

There was such a distance between the two of them that neither of them spoke first.

Until a sudden pulling force tried to pull out Ye Xingzhou's soul.

Ye Xingzhou's expression remained calm as he took out a talisman from his wristband.

This was the soothing talisman Ye Xingzhou had originally used to practice with, and he had conveniently stuffed it into his wristband. (Chapter 369)

"Don't waste your time." Ye Xingzhou interrupted the pulling force, "You tampered with the soul-soothing talisman you drew for me, so you were able to use it to possess me and kill Feng Yulai."

Now this strange soul pulling force is different from the resurrection formation. This force is like pulling onions in dry land. It is difficult to pull them away and it is very annoying.

Mu Liushui did not deny what Ye Xingzhou said.

He just said, "So what?"

The black jade sword flashed with a cold light, and a new mark appeared on the sword. The wind and rain were also refined.

Ye Xingzhou's voice dropped a few inches, "Do you know what the consequences will be if you take action at this critical moment?"

"What consequences? The assimilation level is already 99."

The umbrella tilted, revealing a pair of emerald green eyes, and Mu Liushui pulled the corners of his lips.

"Since the invasion of these outsiders, this place has been hopeless."

The eight reincarnations were all futile struggles. When it ends here, everyone will be assimilated.

Since it is assimilation, why care about the consequences?

Mu Liushui just wanted to see his master again this time, even just for a moment.

He has become completely paranoid.

As for the system, after the original four formations were destroyed, the immortality surged and parasitized madly, the system energy increased greatly, and it completely became the way of heaven.

This place is going to be destroyed, it can't be stopped.

"Ye Xingzhou."

Mu Liushui's voice was cold, his eyes gleaming with icy light as he spoke word by word.

"Give my Master back to me."

Ye Xingzhou looked into his eyes, and after clearly seeing the paranoia in Mu Liushui's eyes, Ye Xingzhou spoke.

"You find his soul, and I'll give him the body."

Ye Xingzhou only said this and threw away the soul-soothing talisman in his hand.

Mu Liushui narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Xingzhou carefully to make sure he was not lying, then he took action.

The feeling of being pulled away continued, and Ye Xingzhou did not resist, and his soul was easily suspended in the air.

Then Mu Liushui put his fingertips on the umbrella handle, groping for something.

However, after rubbing the umbrella with his fingertips for a while, there was no movement.

He frowned, not understanding the situation.

"Are you still awake?"

This umbrella is so ordinary and worn out that no one would pick it up if you threw it on the street.

Ye Xingzhou returned to his body, looked at Mu Liushui's dazed look, and finally told him the reason.

"When I repaired your umbrella in the ghost market, it was just an ordinary umbrella."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Mu Liushui instantly raised his voice and retorted, "What did you do?"

He fumbled around on the umbrella handle and inside the umbrella again and again like a madman.

Ye Xingzhou stood beside them, watching expressionlessly.

Perhaps very early in the reincarnation, that scattered soul had already dissipated because of protecting Mu Liushui.

But Mu Liushui really needs a spiritual support.

After eight reincarnations, he finally saw his master, but unexpectedly, his master's soul dispersed because of protecting him.

Mu Liushui's worldview collapsed in an instant, so he began to fantasize, imagining that his master was still with him and that his master was still alive, and his fantasies became more and more extreme.

Even deceived myself.

That's why Zuo Chunhui told him to stop being so obsessed and stop living in fantasy. (Chapter 497)

Everyone knew that the master's soul had long since dissipated, and everyone was advising him not to be attached.

Ye Xingzhou was the first to repair this ordinary umbrella for Mu Liushui.

But Mu Liushui's mind can never be clear.

He couldn't accept it.

He couldn't accept the fact that Ye Xingzhou suddenly pointed out that his master had left him, and he couldn't accept that Ye Xingzhou directly pointed out the fantasy that supported the eight generations.

The green umbrella fell to the ground and the umbrella branches broke.

Mu Liushui seemed to have lost all his strength in an instant and sat down on the ground.

The roar of the brain could not stop the cruel reality. Mu Liushui raised his eyes, and his emerald green eyes were covered with bloodshot and stained scarlet.

"Where is my master?!"

"Where is my master?"

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