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"Meeting each other is a fortuitous event. All lords, please rest for your time and listen to my song!"

The man slowly turned around, revealing a refined and gentle, yet extremely evil and bizarre face.

It was said that mature men were the most attractive, and the truth was the same. This person had a handsome face with a unique temperament. It was unlikely that any woman could be immune to his charm.

The man's voice was also extremely magnetic, causing people to be unable to resist wanting to hear him say a few more words.

For example, some of the little fresh meat celebrities might look good, but they could only attract some mediocre fans.

Of course, 99% of the people in the world were vulgar, and 99% of the women were ordinary as well.

In fact, this man's charm was enough to make both the young and old alike eat. Even Li Dao became silent because of this man's charm.

Compared to this person, perhaps only a handsome face would not lose. In terms of temperament and connotation, he was far inferior.

Li Dao was still sighing in admiration at this person's charm, while Yang Jian and Wang Ling were bewildered as they retreated backwards.

"Nightmare, why are you here?"

Taking a few steps back, Yang Jian sucked in a breath of cold air. His heart sank as he asked coldly.

Even a boorish man like Minister Wang Ling did not dare to be presumptuous at this moment. He was as obedient as a docile child.

The man who was called Nightmare by Yang Jian smiled. His magnetic voice was gentle as he asked, "Is there a problem with me, Song Xueyi, here? Or did I break a heaven's law, the God of Justice want to bring me back to the Heavenly Court to interrogate me?"

"Senior, please don't bother junior, how would junior dare offend you?"

Yang Jian frowned. Even though the man in front of him had a harmless smile, as gentle as a gentleman, those who knew him all knew what kind of ruthless character he was.

Li Dao laughed. Although he did not know what kind of background Nightmare had, nor did he know if this person was extremely vicious or not, was there any difference? This person could solve the problem right in front of his eyes. It was enough.

"Senior, Yang Jian was ordered to capture criminal Li Dao of the Heavenly Court. He has never offended senior in the slightest. Senior, please do not obstruct him." Yang Jian held the tri-edged two-edged blade tightly in his hand and spoke to the man with a grave expression.

"Hahahaha, God of Justice, are you threatening me?"

The man looked at Yang Jian with a faint smile. His forehead was drenched in sweat, and he did not dare to say anything else.

At this moment, Minister Wang Ling appeared even more cowardly than Yang Jian as he obediently stood at the side with a respectful expression.

Thinking about this person's background and legend, Yang Jian felt troubled.

If there was a person, there would be a ghost. If there was an immortal, there would be a demon. If there was a god, there would naturally be a demon. Yin and Yang were opposites. The world had always been two sides.

This person's name was Song Xueyi. When did his path become unclear? He was one of the Three Realms' owl-like devils, the Free and Unrestrained Nightmare.

There were three devils in the Three Realms who were extremely capable. They were Blood Demons, Demons of the Heart, Demons of the Dream, and even Lord Buddha couldn't do anything to them.

The blood demons loved killing, the heart demons were strange, and the nightmare demons were mysterious. In comparison to Blood Demon and Inner Devil, Nightmare was a much easier opponent to get along with.

Nightmare, also known as nightmare. Dressed in white, he held the Erhu in his hand. Between the three free and unfettered realms, there had once been a song that sent a nation into a dream. The entire nation fell into a dream that it would never be able to wake up from. It was only because the king of the country had made a bet with Nightmare, harming the citizens of the country.

They all said that he, Yang Jian, was the number one wargod in the Heaven Realm, other people did not know about it.

Without mentioning anything else, the masters who had taught him, as well as his uncles and grandmasters, and even his grandmasters, were all all stronger than him. "Woosh, woosh, woosh, woosh ~ ~ ~"

It was just that the big heads did not want to easily take action, which was why he, Yang Jian, got the title of Heaven Realm's number one war god.

Not to mention those almighty elders, even the royal spirit official in the Heavenly Court was not weaker than him. As for that monkey, he was not weak either.

Yang Jian was very self-aware, he did not lose himself because of the title of Heaven Realm's number one wargod.

"Senior Nightmare, this junior doesn't dare to be disrespectful to you, but please don't make things difficult for this junior. This person is a criminal personally appointed by the Jade Emperor. If we don't bring him down, Yang Jian won't be able to respond!"

Yang Jian clasped his fists respectfully, then looked towards Nightmare. At this moment, Li Dao was sitting next to Nightmare and directly went up to grab him. Both Yang Jian and Wang Ling were not as daring as he was and had to seek the opinion of Nightmare.

Nightmare laughed again. His voice was clear and teasing as he said, "I am a demon and you are immortals. Aren't you afraid that your grandmaster will be angry when you call me senior?"

Yang Jian clasped his hands and lowered his head without saying anything, nor did he know how to reply.

The man only felt bored. He looked at Li Dao, then at Yang Jian and the others and smiled. "Everyone should listen to my song before saying anything else."

After saying that, without caring about Yang Jian and the others' expressions, the man sat back down, played the zither code, and strummed it. Holding the zither in one hand and the bow in the other, he closed his eyes and slowly began to pull.

A deep tone rang out. At first, everyone didn't think much of it, but slowly, the tone began to change, sometimes low, sometimes high.

The man became more and more engrossed, looking like a landscape that blended into the heaven and earth.

Hearing Li Dao's melody, Yang Jian and the others also fell into a strange dream.

The Erhu's voice lingered in Li Dao's ears. He seemed to see the surging tides, but also seemed to see the eruption of a volcano, and he also seemed to see the boundless Xiao Xiao and the falling of trees. Then, the scene in front of him changed, and a man appeared. It was Nightmare.

Immersed in the music, the scene in front of him changed as the tune changed. Li Dao followed the man through the first half of his life, coldly watching from the side, his face expressionless.

Unlike Li Dao, Yang Jian and the others were also immersed in the illusions, while expressions of joy, anger, sadness, joy, and the like all changed irregularly.

Clang!

The clashing of metals ended in the end!

Yang Jian and the others woke up from the illusion and were all horrified. They looked at Nightmare and were trembling.

Perhaps a quarter of an hour had passed in the outside world, but they had already fallen into an illusion for a thousand years. Their minds and moods were completely different from when they first saw Nightmare.

Instantly, his heart grew older by a thousand years. Seeing the expressionless Li Dao beside Nightmare with his eyes closed, Yang Jian's emotions became extremely complicated.

The man glanced at Li Dao and looked towards Yang Jian and the others. His expression turned serious as he said, "This kid is fated to be with me, but I can't let you take him away. If you insist on capturing him, you can try! However, let me give you guys a suggestion, it would be best for you guys to return to the Heavenly Court and have Zhang Bones personally come to take him away. "

"Junior understands. I will take my leave now!"

Looking at Li Dao, who was sitting beside Nightmare, Yang Jian threw his black cloak to the side, turned around and left.

Ruthlessness is something only a fool would do. Both Yang Jian and Wang Ling are well-informed people, so they did not say much.

Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing looked at the retreating Yang Jian and company with confusion. Although they had experienced a thousand years in the illusion world, they did not achieve much improvement.

The corner of the man's mouth curled into a gentle smile. He had given these people a massive lucky chance, but unfortunately, only one person was able to grasp it!