I'm covering this wretch

Chapter 594 Smelly Sister

It seems to be hurting Qingluan, but isn't it also emphasizing the relationship between the two?

blood.

What an amazing thing.

That's all—

As long as this Honghu doesn't want to kill anymore, and don't do anything that really hurt Ah Qing, there is no need to fight him to the death.

And at this moment, on the other side.

Mo Bai has already fought with the purple-clothed soul Wuzong and the red-clothed soul Wuzong brought by Honghu.

The battle at the level of Soul Martial Sect is very fierce.

I could only see swords, lights and swords, the soul power was agitated, and there was the sound of space bursting from time to time, but because the speed of the three of them was too fast, their figures were like ghosts, and it was even difficult to capture the figures of the three of them.

Fortunately, this hall is wide enough, spacious, and strong enough.

Otherwise, it's really not enough for a few of them to perform.

Such a pair of two.

Although Mo Bai is powerful, but for a while, he was indistinguishable from those two old things.

Yun Qingcheng wasn't worried either.

Curse the Lord.

How can it be so easy to hang up.

The Seven Great Curse Kings had spent so much energy, but they couldn't torment him to death.How could it be possible to be killed by the two soul martial sects of the Wuyun Empire?

The reason why Yun Qingcheng knew each other's origins was because there was a dark cloud on the back of the robes passed down by the two Soul Martial Sects, bordered with gold. This was the emblem of the Wuyun Sect, the first sect of the Wuyun Empire. , the status in Wuyunzong is not low.

She watched the battle for a while, and suddenly, she heard a sad singing.

It is said to be a song, but it is more like the weeping of a phoenix.

Like weeping like complaining.

But with a bit of lingering resentment.

"In the depths of this hall, is there a third phoenix?" Yun Qingcheng was very surprised, and turned his gaze to the end of the bone road, where there was a hole.

The hole was dark.

Can't really see what's inside.

But the only thing that is certain is that the singing is indeed coming from inside.

After listening to it for a long time, inexplicable emotions were also brought up, which made her feel sad for spring and autumn.

"There is no third living phoenix."

There was a trace of solemnity in the eyes of Mr. Honghu, and a trace of loneliness and sadness could not help but float in his eyes, "This is the elegy of Feng Qiuhuang."

Yun Qingcheng cast doubtful eyes: "Feng Qiuhuang? Elegy?"

Feng Qiuhuang, she understands.

Courtship.

Show love.

In the human world, there are also some literati who are proficient in temperament, imitating the tune of Feng Qiuhuang, and passing it down, known as a good tune with a high popularity.

However, imitation is a model after all.

The real Feng Qiuhuang must have been sung by Fenghuang himself.

She understands Fengqiuhuang, but she does not understand elegy.

"It's an elegy for mourning." The playful smile on Qingluan's face also faded away, and the previous viciousness was gone, "His spouse died, and what he sang was Feng Qiuhuang's mourning elegy .”

Yun Qingcheng's heart trembled.

Unexpected.

The Feng family is also so affectionate and long-lasting.

After understanding this point, listening to this song again, the sad emotion is even more infected.

"Go in and have a look."

she proposes.

Qingluan and Honghu didn't refuse, and nodded, one person and two birds, stepped into the depths of the cave where the elegy of Phoenix Qiuhuang was heard.

The entrance of the cave is dark.

But walking inside, the ice crystals on the mountain wall gradually illuminated the darkness.

Deep in the hole.

There is a Bingyao Terrace.

On the Yaotai, there is the skeleton of an ice phoenix.

(End of this chapter)