Chapter 407: The Youth is Innocent, but He is Guilty of Possessing a Treasure
Yan glanced at Yuan Xingche, then looked at the hole in his chest that was pierced by the sword, and suddenly went crazy. The black energy around him was like chains, and he rushed straight towards Lu Chenxing who was not far away.
It wants to completely merge with Lu Chenxing!
Once he dies, Lu Chenxing will also die!
Yuan Xingche saw through Yan's plan and slashed the black air flying out from Yan's side with a sword.
An ordinary long sword was no match for the evil spirit of Nightmare. The long sword only cut off a streak of black air, and then broke into two pieces, falling to the ground with a clang.
The crisp voice made Shi Li turn around subconsciously. At a glance, she saw Wuming and Yan standing together. Her eyes widened unconsciously, "Back off!"
Yuan Xingche didn't move, a faint smile appeared on his lips.
Ever since he met Shi Li, the words he seemed to hear the most were "I will protect you" and "back off". No one had ever valued him as much as she did.
But, she will be disappointed.
Yuan Xingche took a deep look at the girl holding the sword not far away, wanting to imprint her majestic figure in his heart and soul.
His time was too short, and Yan gathered the black energy again and continued what he had not finished.
If it were to completely merge with Lu Chenxing, not only would it fail to save Lu Chenxing, the power of the fusion of man and nightmare would also devour everything around them.
Although Shi Li has the body of a Nascent Soul, he may not be able to escape unscathed.
This is something Yuan Xingche absolutely cannot see.
He glanced at Jun Beiyu, who was still struggling and screaming in the illusion, and raised a hand towards him.
The spiritual energy of plants and trees belonging to his soul poured out from his body like sweet dew suddenly appearing in a dry desert.
Sensing this breath, the spirit sword that had been lifeless on Jun Beiyu's waist suddenly let out a sharp whistle and vibrated violently.
The indiscriminate illusion of Nightmare, even the spirit sword was controlled.
Now the sword spirit sensed Yuan Xingche's breath and was trying hard to break free.
This is difficult, the black energy of Nightmare has already flown towards Lu Chenxing.
Yuan Xingche didn't think twice and directly used himself to block the black air to buy time for the spirit sword.
The first black energy shattered the white jade hairpin that Yuan Xingche never took off.
The sparkling pieces of jade blocked the evil spirit, but they themselves turned into flying dust in the night.
Yuan Xingche's hair cascaded down and scattered in the cold night, making him look like the bright moon, and even more like a fairy plant under the moon.
The second black energy was blocked by the mask, and the hibiscus flower shattered.
The third black energy directly penetrated the mask.
Countless fragments fell under the moonlight, like those innocent white pear blossoms many years ago.
Shi Li dodged the sword that Lu Chenxing was aiming at her heart, and turned her head to finally see Wuming's face hidden behind the mask.
Her face is fair, her eyebrows are beautiful, her eyes are bright as water, and she embodies the most beautiful scenery of spring and summer.
A gentleman stands in a turbulent world, like a bright breeze and clear moon.
This was not a nameless face, it was one she was very familiar with——
Yuan Xingche.
Shi Li's previous questions finally had answers.
Why did she want to protect Wuming like a possessed person the first time she saw him, and why did she value him so much.
He is Yuan Xingche, whom she has always regarded as her moonlight!
But what is he doing now!
Shi Li's eyes suddenly widened, her hairpin was broken, her mask was torn, but Yuan Xingche still stood in front of Yan.
He's crazy!
Shi Li's heart almost stopped beating.
【Ah ah ah! 】
【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】
【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】
The barrage can only make "ah ah ah" and no other sound.
When blocking the black air, Yuan Xingche knew that the truth he had tried so hard to hide would be cruelly revealed in front of Shi Li.
Under the moonlight, the unrealistically beautiful man laughed helplessly.
Just at this moment, the spirit sword finally broke free from the illusion and flew back to its owner's hands, making a joyful buzzing sound.
"I'm sorry. I've wronged you."
Yuan Xingche gripped the hilt of the sword and spoke gently and guiltily.
He dared to apologize to his spirit sword, but he didn't even have the courage to look at Shi Li.
He was afraid of seeing disappointment or even disgust on her face, which he couldn't bear.
So I escape weakly.
With the magic sword in hand, removing the black energy is as easy as cutting melons and vegetables, and the nightmare cannot resist at all.
But monsters are monsters, and they have more tricks up their sleeves.
As the black energy was cut off by Yuan Xingche until there was little left, the entire body suddenly disappeared into the night.
Hidden.
There was silence all around, with only the sound of the wind.
Not far away, Shi Li was distracted by the fact that Wuming was Yuan Xingche. He had originally had the upper hand, but this time he was suppressed by Lu Chenxing and fell into a disadvantage.
Yuan Xingche hesitated for a moment, then walked into the night to reach Shi Li.
This time, it was his turn to say "back off".