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After such an analysis, everyone tends to think that Song Tingxue is the "White Impermanence".

Although he is also a pitiful person, he can no longer be forgiven for committing so many murders.

A group of people walked while talking, and when they reached a tea stall on the street, Jiang Lanyue suddenly drew his sword and stabbed at one of them.

Everyone looked over in horror, and the one who got into a ball with Jiang Lanyue was the white-clothed, white-haired "Bai Wuchang" with a skull around his waist.

59. Mingyindu (twenty)

The two of them fought for several rounds, and in the end, Jiang Lanyue won half of the move, and the tip of the sword pierced Bai Wuchang's left shoulder.

Bai Wuchang put down the qin in his arms, and groped along Jiang Lanyue's sword body with his fingertips, and touched the inscription on it: "Haoran Sword? You are Jiang Lanyue, the fifth son of Yunya."

Jiang Lanyue took back the Haoran sword and looked him up and down.

He was dressed in plain clothes, his hair was as white as snow, and even his eyes were covered with white silk.The piano held in her arms is still the one in the painting, but the body of the piano is worn out and there are many cracks.But the sword on his back was well protected. It was blue and gleaming. It was Tang Jin's sword.

Undoubtedly, this was Song Tingxue herself.

It's just that he looks like this now, although he is weird, but he is sane, and he doesn't look like he has been possessed.

Seeing that Jiang Lanyue was silent, Song Tingxue backed away a little, turned around, walked to the tea stall and sat down, pouring a cup of thick tea.

Jiang Lanyue chased after him, and stretched out her hand to probe his soul, but was blocked by Song Tingxue.

"What exactly does Jiang Xianjun want?" He questioned.

Jiang Lanyue asked back: "If you are frank, why dodge?"

The atmosphere became tense again in an instant, and everyone hurried over to stop the two of them, lest they fight again.

The owner of the tea stall also trotted out, nodding and bowing his head to invite everyone to sit down, and served a pot of good tea: "The celestial lords have something to say, and I invite the celestial lords to drink tea."

The strength of these immortal monarchs is extraordinary at first glance. If there is a big fight, his tea stall may be directly razed to the ground.

Bai Zang took a sip of tea, took some time off and said, "The painting environment has always been very different from the ordinary world, so you don't have to be too impulsive when you look at the moon."

"Painting scene?" Song Tingxue turned to Bai Zang, and took a look, "Sorry, forgive my blind eyes, are you...?"

It seems that he is not really blind, and the white silk blindfold is probably to cover up the red pupils.

Baizang understood, and said, "I'm a member of the Jueying Sect, and I've come to Mingyindu to investigate the demon invasion."

"Oh." Song Tingxue responded coldly, and then looked at the other three.

Xi Feng, Luo Wuhuan and Jing Lan also looked back at him curiously.

After observing for a while, he said to Luo Wuhuan: "This is the Lord Luomen who became famous in the first battle."

"How do you know?" Luo Wuhuan smiled, "I seem to be here for the first time in Mingyin, so I probably haven't seen you before."

Song Tingxue didn't drink the cup of good tea that Bai Zang poured for him, but still took a sip of the original thick tea, and said in a calm tone, "This one looks murderous, and that one looks stupid, neither of them are quite like it."

The one with the "murderous look" must be Jing Lan, and the one with the "stupid look" can only be Xi Feng.

Xi risked to choke on the tea, put down his teacup and glared at Song Tingxue viciously.

Song Tingxue didn't seem to feel it, and tilted her head to look at Jiang Lanyue again: "Your apprentice? It's quite similar to you."

"I'm sorry, mine." Baizang hurriedly spoke up to claim his apprentice.

Jiang Lanyue raised her eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"Oh?" Song Tingxue ignored Jiang Lanyue, turned to Xi Feng again, observed him carefully, shook his head and said, "It's not like that. The people of Jueying Sect have treacherous movements and hidden murderous intentions. How can you be like you. You Qianji Fan Makes it bad, right?"

"Well... I use a knife." Xi Feng looked at his eyes covered by white silk, secretly surprised, Song Tingxue was too accurate in seeing people.

Song Tingxue finally had a different expression on his ice-cold face, and asked Bai Zang with inquiring mind, "You also use a knife?"

Bai Zang shook his head: "He can use whatever he likes, as he likes."

Song Tingxue's expression was subtle, and she fell into silence.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and then realized that Tang Jin seemed to be the same. He was born in Mingyin, but he used a sword as an edge.

That sword is still on Song Tingxue's back.

Accidentally touched on his sad matter, no one spoke at the tea table for a while.

After a while, Song Tingxue said again: "I said just now, you are here to investigate the Demon Race in the Painting Realm?"

"Yes." Baizang replied, "The painting demon has been in the world for some time. We found a suspicious Mingyin disciple earlier, so we want to take advantage of the opportunity of the Fairy Fate Association to visit Mingyindu."

"what is it call?"

"Yan Ruyu."

Song Tingxue pursed her lips and thought for a while: "I don't know him, maybe he is my new disciple after I left."

After Tang Jin passed away, he rebelled against Mingyin, and it has been more than twelve years since then.

Things are wrong.

Song Tingxue sighed softly: "Since you are going to Mingyindu, then I won't go."

"You were going to Mingyindu?"

With Song Tingxue's status and situation, if it wasn't for something urgent, she probably wouldn't want to return to Mingyin.

"Well, Suzhou has been seriously infested by demonic energy. I originally wanted to take advantage of Xianyuan to infiltrate Mingyin and go to Zangshu Pavilion to find a way to dispel the demonic energy. By the way, I would like to see if there are any clues to Burning Bones."

Xi Feng immediately raised his head: "Burning bones?"

Song Tingxue thought he was curious, so she explained: "Burning Bone is an ancient fierce beast. A thin piece of bone on the tip of its heart is like white jade, and it has the effect of bringing the dead back to life."

No need to ask, he was looking for Fen Gu because he definitely wanted to revive Tang Jin.

"There is no burning bone in this world anymore." Baizang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "The last burning bone beast died 500 years ago."

Song Tingxue was stunned by what he said: "What if..."

"There's nothing wrong with it." Baizang's tone became cold and stiff.

Others didn't know why he suddenly changed his face, but Xi Feng knew it.Because the last Burning Bone Beast in this world died to resurrect Baizang.

Song Tingxue's expression was not very good-looking, and so was Bai Zang.

Xi Feng had no choice but to bite the bullet and break the deadlock: "Uh...then do you still want to go to Mingyin?"

Song Tingxue shook her head slightly: "I won't go. It won't end well if I get discovered."

Having said that, the question is finally about to be brought to the table.

Jiang Lanyue tapped the table lightly with her knuckles: "Songtingxue, are you really possessed? Why are you blindfolded?"

As if Song Tingxue didn't hear, she lowered her head, as if she was concentrating on observing the tea leaves in the thick porcelain cup.

"Songting Snow." Jiang Lanyue called him again.

Then he raised his head slowly and took off the white silk covering his eyes.

Everyone watched his movements intently, watched the white silk slip from his face, and then gasped in shock.

Song Tingxue's eyes were not red, to be exact... he no longer had eyes.

His eye sockets were sunken, covered with scarred skin, and had two eyelashes like snow feathers.

"After Tang Jin's death, I did go crazy for a few years." Song Tingxue's tone couldn't hear any ups and downs, "At that time, I saw everyone was him, and I gouged out my eyes in a fit of anger."

How painful it is to dig out your own eyes.

Xi Feng suddenly thought of burning the bone again... the self-dissection of the jade bone, I am afraid it will hurt even more.

"But from the beginning to the end, I have not been possessed." Song Tingxue tied the white silk again and stood up, "Believe it or not."

After speaking, he left a copper coin on the table and walked out.

Jiang Lanyue stopped him again: "Where are you going?"

"Go back to Suzhou City."

Jiang Lanyue immediately answered, "I'm with you."

"That, Daoist Jiang." Xi Feng whispered, "Aren't we going to Xianyuanhui together?"

At the beginning, it was Jiang Lanyue who said to go to Mingyin to find out about his younger brother Jiang Poyue, but now he suddenly wanted to follow Song Tingxue to Suzhou City, which is really confusing.

Could it be that he suspects that the infestation of Suzhou's demonic energy is related to Songtingxue?

Seeing Jiang Lanyue's tangled expression, Luo Wuhuan stood up hesitantly: "Forget it, forget it, there are still two days before the Fairy Fate will start, let's go to Suzhou together first, and I will draw the teleportation array."

Song Tingxue: "..."

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60. Gusu Night ([-])

Probably guessing Jiang Lanyue's suspicion, Song Tingxue was dissatisfied, but she didn't say anything else.

Luo Wuhuan moved to the open space outside the tea stall, his spiritual power condensed into a pure blue-purple light group in his hands, and smoothly drew a huge teleportation circle.

"Let's go."

……

The world changes instantly, day and night alternate, and the largest Wushui Teahouse in Suzhou City suddenly tears open the darkness and appears in front of you.

"Why is it suddenly at night?" Xi Feng asked Luo Wuhuan in a low voice, "Brother, you can't send the message to the wrong place, right?"

The distance between Zhoushan Island and Suzhou is not too far, and the teleportation circle arrived in a short time. Luo Wuhuan would not make such a mistake, and immediately retorted: "Impossible, there must be something wrong here, everyone be careful."

Song Tingxue raised her head slightly, spread her spiritual sense, and felt everything around her: "Before I left, Suzhou was not like this."

"This is Suzhou, that's right. At the same time, it's also a painting environment." Baizang explained to everyone, "Suzhou City was seriously infested by demon energy before, and now it seems that it should have fallen. Painting demons have occupied the entire city. , directly turning it into a painting environment.”

Hearing this, Song Tingxue turned around and looked at Bai Zang with his spiritual sense: "You seem to know a lot about painting demons and painting scenes."

"Just know a thing or two." Baizang smiled at him, calmly blocking his spiritual search.

Song Tingxue also hooked the corners of her lips, and didn't mention it again: "Since it's here, it's safe, so just take a look."

He raised his foot and entered the Wushui teahouse, and everyone had to follow.

Xi Fengxuan quietly asked Baizang at the end, "He has no eyes, how does he see the road?"

Bai Zang: "By spreading out your spiritual consciousness, you can feel everything. Just close your eyes and try it out."

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