The talking woman was wearing a long plain white brocade dress, and used dark brown silk thread to embroider the delicate branches on the fabric, and the red silk thread to embroider the petals, extending from the hem of the skirt to the waist. Her face was as beautiful as a flower.

"The weapons of the Fox Lord and the White Dragon are both made of the same piece of Nine Heavens Iron. They are the last two weapons left in ancient times. The Samadhi True Fire is a fairy in the Nine Heavens. They were made with the water from Penglai Immortal Island for 70 to 49 days. I guess this Green Lotus Sword Spirit has appeared long ago!" The beautiful woman shook the peach blossom fan and looked at the man beside her.

"What do you think? Yiying..."

Seeing Yiying silent for a long time, the beautiful woman smiled even more happily: "Don't worry, I won't hurt Li Bai. What I want is the Black Dragon King who has the power to destroy the world. I am not interested in the rest."

"Owner, why do you have to make him the King of Black Dragon?"

The woman fell into silence and said for a long time: "When I saw him commit suicide in front of the Fox Lord, I decided to get all the previous debts for him. This is what everyone owed him..."

"But didn't he owe others too? And what if he doesn't want to?"

The beautiful woman did not answer Yiying's question. She turned into petals and disappeared. The petals fell down in a scattered manner, and the ground was as beautiful as rain of flowers.

Are you escaping this question again? Yiying took a petal falling from the air, and he looked in the direction of Li Bai. He didn't pay attention just now. Now there was another person in front of Li Bai, walking towards him.

Yiying looked at the man walking towards Li Bai and murmured: "Phoenix Girl, no matter how much you know, it will be useless. The Black Dragon is resurrected, and the Eagle Film Studio is bound to win."

Yiying crushed the petals and disappeared into the alleys of Chang'an Street.

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The light of the Qinglian Sword suddenly disappeared, and a shadow came to her. Li Bai looked up and saw that the person in front of him was Wang Zhaojun. She was wearing a blue dress and holding a guqin in her arms.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Li Bai."

"Wait for me, is there anything wrong?" Li Bai asked in confusion.

"Didn't I ask Daji to come to you and invite you to Yuefu?"

When Wang Zhaojun reminded him, Li Bai suddenly remembered that Daji invited him at the inn at the Wulin Conference, and he agreed. He said apologetically: "A lot of things have happened recently, and I have forgotten them. Please forgive me."

There were indeed a lot of happening in the coming days. The Li family was massacred, Zhang Liang's book of Yanling was powerful, but he failed to take revenge, was rescued by Yiying, and... Li Bai still didn't know the curse, but he just touched his forehead habitually, and there was an invisible mark there.

Wang Zhaojun has been sending people to stare at the people on Chang'an Street. When she saw Li Bai coming back, she came to inform her. However, Li Bai was taken away by Zhou Yu as soon as she came back. She had to wait for Li Bai to go to court here.

At this time, Li Bai was wearing official uniforms, and Wang Zhaojun was a little uncomfortable.

"Miss Zhaojun is looking for me, is there anything wrong?"

Wang Zhaojun nodded, and she lifted the piano she was holding: "It's not a big deal, I just want to invite you to listen to a song."

"song?"

Zheng--!

Wang Zhaojun raised his hand, and when the first note was played, the piano actually floated in the air and was played by her, and her blue hair danced. She was as if she was in the wind, and Li Bai was stunned.

"This song is called Hua Shangyin. Remember, walk along the water shore, otherwise you will lose your direction and be trapped in your dreams, and you will never wake up..."

Hua Shangyin, isn’t this the song that Jian Ling said!? Wang Zhaojun can actually play...

The melodious sound of the song came, and a fog that came from somewhere was opened. Wang Zhaojun disappeared into the fog, and the sound of the piano could not be heard. The surroundings were frozen by frost, and then slowly covered by fog and swallowed...

The fog dissipated and the surroundings suddenly became clear. There was indeed a river beside him. The river was so wide that it could not be seen at the edge, and the water flowed extremely clear. Remembering Wang Zhaojun's words, he walked along the river.

After walking for a while, blood suddenly appeared in front of him. The more he walked forward, the more blood he was. When he realized, the road in front of him was stained with blood.

The corpses in front seemed to be spread all over the earth, and the cut limbs could be seen everywhere. Even the river water was stained with the blood flowing out into the crimson like the setting sun. The crows in the distance had gathered above the earth, and there was silence around them.

When the wind blows, the smell of blood is curled up, which makes people disgusting.

The scene in front of him was shocking. The Qinglian Sword was held in his hand at some point. He raised his hand and found that the Qinglian Sword was covered with blood, and blood dripped down along the blade. His hand was covered with blood.

Purple robe!?

He remembered that he was wearing an official uniform, but why did his hair become so long? Li Bai was shocked.

He hurriedly looked to the side, and the face of a man reflected in the river, who was strange and familiar.

The man had long dark purple hair, not tied and scattered behind him. Under his eyebrows were a pair of charming dark purple magnificent eyes, slightly raised the corners of his eyes, his face was covered with strange blood, and a pair of fox ears stood on his head.

The people in the river were clearly his own reflection, and his brown hair and eyes became like this he had never seen before. The reflection in the river was so strange that he was scared.

"Master Fox Lord please don't kill me, don't kill me!!!"

Li Bai turned around and saw a man with blood on his face kneeling in front of him. He was covered in blood, as if he had been cut by a sword. He was full of horror and kowtowed uncontrollably. He was about to ask what that person was.

how!?

His body was no longer under control, so he slowly raised the green lotus sword in his hand and stabbed at the man.

Stop!? He didn't want to hurt anyone. No matter how he shouted in his heart, he uncontrollably pierced the man's body. The man fell to the ground and died...

He heard his own voice, which was so cold that it made people feel heartbroken: "A group of ants, killing you is also a dirty sword..."

He has his own consciousness, but his consciousness cannot control his movements. He actually killed so many people, and he used such a cruel method to kill them. He regards life as an ant. Is he still him?

My mind was in a drowsy, and a lot of emotions surged out of my heart, fear, anger, and impatience...

What kind of bloodthirsty, evil, cruel, and emotionless existence was he. Looking at his blood-stained hands, he could hardly believe that he had killed innocent people.

He wanted to know the truth, and walked around the corpses and continued along the river bank. After walking for a long time, the corpses disappeared and the blood disappeared. A tree appeared in front of him, with a stone table and a stone bench under the tree, and a pot of wine and wine glass on the table.

A man's voice came out from behind: "Fox, you are here..."

Li Bai suddenly turned around and he saw...

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The poster appears, what does she have to do with Han Xin? hhh refuses to spill the story...
Chapter completed!