mad sound of the world

Chapter 144: A Pass is a Pass, But It's Not That (2)
Behind her, Xiao Ling looked at her back with some worry, her green eyes dimmed, and as she walked over, her expression returned to normal: "What happened? It doesn't mean that you have to go through six levels and eighteen battles to get this "Sound Therapy" "Five volumes"?" Now they have only broken through the six levels, what about the eighteen formations?

Xiuyue lowered her head silently and did not speak.

Now her mind is full of those words when the head of the Heixie Sect left. For some reason, she always has a feeling?
Things are far from as simple as she thought.

in case……

Xiuyue took a step back holding "Five Volumes of Sound Therapy", shaking her head, no, how could she think so?If things haven't reached that point, it will never be...

Squinting her eyes, Xiuyue's figure suddenly stopped, she dodged, and under the eyes of Feng Lintian and Xiao Ling, she slid towards the entrance. The blood-red skirt was flying into a frightened bird under the candlelight, but it was extremely beautiful, and it was also beautiful. Sad to the extreme, even the air was infected with an inexplicable atmosphere.

"Emperor, what happened?"

Xiao Ling stared at her back with a complicated expression. Didn't he already get the "Five Volumes of Sound Therapy"?
Feng Lintian shook his head: "I don't know..."

What did the head of the Heixie Sect mean?
"Then... this formation?" Xiao Ling pointed to Shimen.

Feng Lintian looked at Xiao Ling's hand, his expression was a little weird, his golden eyes flickered a few times, and then he said in a low voice: "The sixth level does not exist in the first place, if it is broken as a level instead of an array, We can't take "Five Volumes of Sound Therapy" with us today, so this is also the shrewdness of the person who designed the six levels and eighteen formations." Even if you have the ability to pass through the previous five levels, you will have formed a long time ago when you reach this level. There is a pattern, touch those black crystals, but once you touch them, the crystals will be destroyed, and you will fail to break through the level.

But...they still won.

Feng Lintian frowned, finally turned around slowly, and walked towards the entrance.

"But... why did the Eighteenth Formation become a First Formation?" Xiao Ling frowned, extremely puzzled.

Feng Lintian didn't look back, but made a strange gesture behind him, and left indifferently.

Six passes and eighteen formations, the pass is closed, but the formation is not the other formation.

The stone door slowly opened in front of Xiuyue, and the first thing that came into view was Mo Li's worried handsome face, and when he saw Xiuyue standing in front of him intact, he finally breathed a sigh of relief: "You finally came out, Did you get something?"

Xiuyue raised her hand, no emotion could be seen on her face: "I got it."

After a pause, he continued to ask, "How is he...?"

Mo Li was stunned for a moment, then thought of who she was talking about, his expression was a bit complicated, he sighed, shook his head, and staggered to let her see Feng Qingyin lying behind him, his face was paler than before, even a little dead air.From Xiuyue's position, I can't even feel his popularity at all. Xiuyue's hand holding the "Five Volumes of Sound Therapy" was tightly clenched, her heart seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't breathe oppressively. Heixiemen The words of the door master in the secret room lingered in her mind, causing a desperate coldness to flash across her deep eyes.

Xiuyue walked over, bent down to straighten his somewhat open skirt, her fingertips touched his face, there was no warmth.

With a movement of her fingers, Xiuyue's five fingers slowly curled up, clenched tightly, straightened her waist, and then nodded towards Mo Li behind her, "I'll leave it to you." But her eyes never moved away from Feng Qingyin's clear and handsome face, as if It's as if his appearance is deeply imprinted in his mind.

Mo Li nodded: "Just do what you want, and leave the rest to me."

"Thanks, I owe you a favor."

Finally, Xiuyue withdrew her gaze, turned around to look at Mo Li, and spoke calmly.

"You..." A look of sadness flashed across Mo Li's eyes, and he said sadly, "You know, this word of thanks was never what I wanted. But don't worry, I won't force you to do what you don't want to do. You don't owe me anything."

"..." Xiuyue opened her mouth and finally sighed silently.

What is he doing?

Jun Xiuyue was dead, but she couldn't tell him.

Mo Li smiled: "Don't feel any pressure, just like I can't control my feelings, you can't control yours either. I understand this. When I really see it completely one day , I’ll tell you, so before that, just let me be by your side quietly, let time forget the rest.” After finishing speaking, Mo Li walked up to Feng Qingyin, bent down and told him Hugged: "I'm waiting for you at the Mo family."

"You can't take King Qing away."

As soon as Feng Lintian and Xiao Ling walked out of the secret room, they saw that all the dozen or so people they brought were lying unconscious, while the young Patriarch of the Mo family was holding Feng Qingyin as if planning to leave, while the two guards The old man simply didn't care about anything, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and was noncommittal about the "Five Volumes of Sound Therapy" in Xiuyue's hand.

Mo Li stopped in his tracks, glanced at the two of them, did not speak, but his eyes fell on Xiuyue.

Xiuyue folded her arms around her chest and stood in the same spot coldly. When she saw Mo Li looking at her, she waved her hand and walked up to Feng Lintian and the two of them. A coldness flashed through her evil phoenix eyes: "What are you guys doing?" Meaning, why can't we take Feng Qingyin away?"

"I'm afraid we have to ask you back, why did you take Brother Qing away?"

A look of indifference flashed across Feng Lintian's cold and handsome face, and at some point he put on half of his face again, staring straight at Xiuyue, with deep eyes, he couldn't see clearly what he was thinking.

Xiuyue sneered, and raised the "Five Volumes of Sound Therapy" in her hand, "That's all."

"If I remember correctly, we got this thing together." Feng Lintian raised the brocade robe with his left hand, and the index finger and middle finger of his right hand slid along the edge of the sleeve of the gold thread. His gaze made him exude a strong aura.

Xiuyue shrugged: "That's true."

"Then... why did you take Brother Qing away?"

"Then why did you take him away?" Xiuyue asked back, turned her plain hand, and the "Five Volumes of Sound Therapy" in her hand disappeared like a magic trick.

The two stared at each other with wide-eyed, deep eyes.

(End of this chapter)