"The soul and body move between each other, endlessly, there is a way to return to heaven, and you can replace flowers and trees!"

Ji Yaoyu recited the magic formula, as if dancing, and the characters on the ground also floated and shone, Ye Ye shone brightly. Although her posture was graceful, judging from the beads of sweat on her smooth forehead, the magic technique was still very laborious.

The technique of grafting flowers and grafting trees was originally just a technique for risking a chance to gain a glimmer of life when life was in danger. It was no different from Ji Yaoyu's current condition of five tuberculosis and seven injuries. Once the technique was used, the last power of the wood element in the body turned into a ball of light.

As she stood up, she seemed to be showing her last vitality. And a little firefly-like soul light also moved from the center of Ji Yaoyu's eyebrows to the direction of Yang Yuhuan.

The soul light between her eyebrows left her body, and Ji Yaoyu's face instantly turned pale as if she had lost all her blood.

At the same time, Sang Mei also started to move stiffly like a manipulated puppet. She repeatedly used the soul-stealing technique with her palms, and her body was immediately filled with a sinister and ghostly aura, while her empty eyes stared at Ji Yaoyu's face.

Soul light.

For a moment, her empty eyes were filled with light, and Ji Yaoyu's memories flashed through her eyes one after another, as if Ji Yaoyu's life was fast-forwarding in her eyes.

Under the blessing of the clear and turbid Qi Heaven-Building Formation, the vibrant green wood element and the lifeless cold ghost Qi reflect each other. The two dangerous spells are cast at the same time, but they go their own way without interfering with each other.

Ji Yaoyu's soul light rose and fell like waves, moving slowly, and finally gradually disappeared into Yang Yuhuan's eyebrows...

"Did you succeed?" Mu Zixuan's heartbeat fluctuated with the light of his soul, and he finally calmed down.

Before Panasonic could take a breath, suddenly, a sudden change occurred!

A wave of air exploded with Yang Yuhuan as the center! The air wave spread, and the shining characters on the ground were instantly blown out like candles in the wind. Sang Mei's figure was also like black smoke, blown by the air wave.

When he reached a dark corner, he spun around and disappeared.

And that bit of soul light was blown back to Ji Yaoyu's eyebrows, and the soul returned to its original body. However, Ji Yaoyu trembled, looked up to the sky, vomited a mouthful of blood, and then collapsed to the ground!

"How could this be?" Mu Zixuan stepped forward and supported Ji Yaoyu's slumped figure. Ji Yaoyu's beautiful eyes were dim, and her already pale and bloodless face was now filled with a deathly black aura.

After the air wave dissipated, Hu Li also walked forward quickly to examine Ji Yaoyu's condition. Hu Li frowned and was silent for a moment, and finally sighed: "The soul and body repel each other, and the disaster plan has failed..."

"Failed? How could it happen?" Mu Zixuan said in disbelief.

"Yeah? How could it fail?" Hu Li gave a bitter smile and said with a depressed expression: "With the blessing of the Qingzhuo Qi Heaven-Repairing Formation, the best estimate is that the chance of success should be more than 70%, but the possibility of failure is less than 30%.

, but you still met me?"

"Or, those who interfere with the way of heaven will eventually be abandoned by heaven? God, you have shown your majesty to the people of the lower world again. No matter how hard it is, it will not be God's will!" Hu Li raised his head and asked the sky through the leaky roof, but the sky refused.

Still aloof and silent.

"Then... can Yaoyu be saved?" Mu Zixuan gently hugged Ji Yaoyu, his face buried in the shadows.

Hu Li sighed and said: "Once the art of grafting flowers and grafting trees fails, the soul and body will be injured, and death will be inevitable."

"Death... no doubt?" Mu Zixuan repeated, remaining silent. There was only deathly silence in the place, and even the wind stopped blowing, as if he couldn't bear to see a generation of beauties die.

After a moment of silence, Hu Li sighed: "All the beauties in the world are rushes, but this flower flies to the sky. Lord Ji Xiang fought with the sky for her life. Although she failed, she is still the woman that Hu Mou admires most in this life, and her previous promises still count.

, Lord Ji Xiang, please rest assured."

"Thank you...Second Young Master." Ji Yaoyu said with an air of gossamer hair.

"Famous flowers wither and beauties fall. This is something Hu cannot bear to see. Brother Mu, I will take one step and ask you to accompany Master Ji Xiang on this last journey..." Hu Li waved goodbye and led Hu Meier and Bao Bao.

Hu Li left. Even Yang Yuhuan, who was originally very important, was easily abandoned by Hu Li, without even looking at her again.

In the dilapidated Star Observation Tower, which had just been a battlefield filled with people and monsters, it now became empty. Except for Yang Yuhuan, who was still unconscious, Mu Zixuan and Ji Yaoyu were the only ones left.

"In the end... you stayed with me until the end..." Ji Yaoyu's pale face was a little redder, but it was the last reflection that made her even more poignant. "How did you realize that you were affected by my magical power?"

Mu Zixuan hugged her gently and said softly: "Didn't I just say that, first of all..."

Ji Yaoyu pursed her slightly pale lips, showing a somewhat delicate posture, "Come on, young man, when a man is in love, there is no way he can get out on his own, unless it's... because of another woman."

"She is called You Ning, right?" Ji Yaoyu said with a wave of eyes.

Mu Zixuan's expression changed and he nodded silently.

Ji Yaoyu's face showed a playful look like a girl, and she asked: "Huh, it's really because of other women. Then, let me ask you, who is more beautiful, her or me?"

Mu Zixuan was stunned for a moment, and finally said frankly: "Although she is also a beauty, in comparison, she is still inferior to you."

"That means she is smarter than me?" Ji Yaoyu asked.

Mu Zixuan shook her head, with a sad smile on her lips, "She looks very smart, but no one can stop her from being stupid..."

"That's not stupid, I just love you." Ji Yaoyu said quietly: "Did she die for you in the end?"

"She is not dead yet, I will save her," Mu Zixuan said calmly, but with indescribable firmness.

"Isn't she dead?" Ji Yaoyu, who was about to lose her soul, said with blurred eyes, "But I guess she can't be counted as alive. No wonder. If she dies, I can let you let go. If she lives, I can let you go."

You empathize, but she is neither dead nor alive, so...how can I defeat her..."

"What a pity. If I could get to know you before she does...don't you think, we two deceitful people would be more like a match made in heaven..."

Mu Zixuan smiled but did not answer.

Ji Yaoyu's face is as bright as a peach and plum, "You have been coaxing me with sweet words for two years, but you refused to coax me to the end? You are such a heartless person... Just help me up."

"What are you going to do again?" Mu Zixuan raised his eyebrows.

"Women of Tianxiang Valley, you must die beautifully. I haven't danced for a long time. I'm afraid I'm a little unfamiliar. Go find a piano and play one last dance with me." Ji Yaoyu said with a smile.

Mu Zixuan frowned, "It's the season, do you still want to dance?"

Ji Yaoyu said: "The state of a dancer's heart is also the separation of life and death. Isn't it the best time to dance? Let's go quickly. Don't worry, I won't die before the song ends!"

Mu Zixuan shook his head helplessly, helped her up, and then left the Star Observation Tower to look for the harp. Si Tiantai was his territory, and he knew it very well. It was easy to find a harp to tell him, coupled with his unrivaled speed and movement skills.

After a while, he returned with his piano.

When he came back, he saw that Ji Yaoyu had tidied her temples, brought all the gold hairpins, and held a green knife in her hand. It was one of the two swords used by Ji Yaoyue. She had been nailed to the wall during the previous battle, and now she fell to the wall again.

It passed into the hands of her sister and became a prop for dancing.

Ji Yao's broken skirt was torn into irregular lotus leaf shapes by her, and turned into the popular lotus leaf skirt. The skirt was torn in a section, and the snowy and round ankles were exposed, jade-colored and smooth, and like

White with pink, slender yet toned. And the face that reflected the light now had a bit more blood, as if a ball of red clouds had landed on her face, shining brightly. Even though Mu Zixuan was used to seeing her

She is so beautiful that she can't help but be fascinated by it at this time.

When Ji Yaoyu saw him coming back, she put on a serious look on her face and said, "I taught you your piano skills, but in the past, your temper was too messy and complex, and it was difficult for you to play elegant music. You have never been good at it. Today is to see me off."

, then you have to play well."

Mu Zixuan said seriously: "This is also the last song of my life. I should give it my best effort. After this night, no one will match me. Who will I play to listen to it?"

Mu Zixuan please play the instrument twice to test the tone, and then play the piano with ten fingers, concentrating and being pious, and the clear and clear sound flows out like running water.

Ji Yaoyu smiled sweetly when she heard the words, stretched out her sword, and pointed at the piano player not far away. Then her red lips disappeared, her jade arms spread out, the sword suddenly turned, and her delicate body also rotated, and the scimitar was swung,

The graceful figure has been shrouded in the hazy shadow of the sword. The slender and well-proportioned figure, the various manners, and the affectionate pupils reflect the cold light of the sword. Every move is natural and natural.

Show your beauty to the people in front of you without missing a beat.

Then, the red lips opened slightly, and a voice that was full of jade was heard.

"Qing Shang Qing Shang, a handful of jade cup incense.

Why do you have so little joy and so much sadness?

Can time be ruined because of the coming and going of the warbler?

The beauty in red gauze, the prime minister in purple,

Withered bones among the tombs, autumn frost in the mirror,

A hundred years have passed since the song, and the old love is still unclear."

Whispering softly, like complaining or sighing, the light of the knife is soft and soothing, like running water that will never return with time, like the endless love threads entangled, Ji Yaoyu strokes the knife between her brows, but it is like a beautiful woman looking in the mirror and feeling sorry for herself, lamenting the passage of time.

…

Suddenly, the sword light was blazing and dazzling!

Ji Yaoyu's dance steps suddenly changed from slow to fast, her jade feet clicked lightly, and she danced around. The skirt of her flying skirt looked like a peony, and the light of the green knife became the green leaves adorning the peony. The famous flower beauty was here at this moment.

Bloom!

Mu Zixuan's heart seemed to be ignited by fire. He was picking and pressing, and his fingers were moving like flying. The sound of the piano was like waves, rising up layer by layer. As the shadow of the knife flashed by, Ji Yaoyu's singing also rose high.

"I want to ride on the wind and use this blade to pin Guiyang.

So that it will not fall into the corner valley at dusk, and will not come out of Fusang in the morning.

In exchange, the grand scene will always be there without losing the beauty.

You can do whatever you want in life, why do you need to ask God?

Even if the Heavenly Teaching Zhu Yan is old,

There is also the solitary red Ling Qianfang."

When it came to the sentence "Even if the beauty of heaven is old, there is still a solitary red beauty." Ji Yaoyu's beautiful eyes flashed, and a smile from the heart appeared on her jade face. Suddenly, the path of the knife changed again, and it was straight.

The stabbing pointed at the sky and the night moon, but this knife no longer showed the strong passion for life at the beginning, but faintly revealed a vague, cold and lonely feeling. But after a closer look, it also revealed a

The stubbornness that competes with the sky for life, pierces the vague way of heaven with one knife.

Even though Mu Zixuan had a firm mind, he was moved by the sword dance at this time, and aroused a different kind of emotion, but then he calmed down and said: "I entered the Tao through dancing. I never thought that Yao Yu could dance into the Tao at the end of his life."
To be continued...