The humble villain

Soon, a black dot the size of a needle appeared in Feng Lao's sight.

Reinforcements!!!!

The Fang family had already dispatched nearly 60,000 warriors at this time, and reinforcements were even coming here.

Could it be that today is not the day for the decisive battle?

Although everyone was far away from here at this moment, given the speed of the warriors, they would probably reach here in no time.

This amount of time is definitely not enough for me to kill Lin Fan.

Thinking of this, Old Feng shook his head and sighed.

Then he said helplessly:

"Lin Fan, you win this time, go now!"

"It is Senior who has given in."

Lin Fan quickly bowed to him.

Just as Old Feng was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly saw a flash of pink in Lin Fan's eyes.

Then everything went white in front of his eyes, and a sense of the ground sinking hit his brain.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in an antique house.

Feel the faint fragrance going straight into your nose.

Looking at the mahogany carved bed and the exquisitely embroidered quilt in front of me, there is no doubt that this is a woman's boudoir.

A long-forgotten memory directly attacked Feng Lao's brain.

He quickly turned his head and looked to the side. He saw paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall and an ancient zither lying quietly beside it.

The orchids under the windowsill swayed slowly.

Until I saw the beautiful figure reflected in the bronze mirror in front of the dressing table.

Old Feng couldn't move his eyes away any longer.

He just felt that his eyes were extremely dry at this moment, as if something was about to come out.

Old Feng wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

It seemed that any sound would make the beauty in front of him disappear.

At the same time, the lady in front of the dressing table seemed to have sensed the gaze of the person behind her and looked back.

Her hair was as silky and smooth as silk, fluttering in the breeze.

The corners of her lips are slightly raised, just like a hundred flowers blooming.

"Yunzhi."

Old Feng called out the name in a hoarse voice, and two lines of turbid tears could not stop flowing out.

Even though his eyes were wet with tears, he didn't dare to blink.

It seems that the moment I close my eyes, the person I think about day and night will disappear.

Her skin is as white as jade, her eyebrows are beautiful, and her eyes are as bright as a pool of spring water.

For twenty-five years, and countless days and nights, I have fantasized about the scene of seeing you again.

Until today it was finally realized.

“Hehe~~~~~~~”

Yunzhi glanced at Old Feng, then said with a sweet smile:

"It's Sister Yunzhi!"

"Ayane is already an adult, why is she still such a crybaby?"

Old Feng did not say anything, still staring at Yun Zhi intently.

Yunzhi didn't care about this. She walked towards Feng Lao with light lotus steps and a swaying figure.

Just when the two bodies were less than three meters apart, Old Feng suddenly stretched out his hand to stop the beautiful figure.

"Don't come over here, Sister Yunzhi."

"Just stand there and let me look at you a few more times, okay?"

Although Yunzhi had some doubts in her heart, she still stopped and obeyed.

The two of them just stared at each other for an unknown amount of time before Yunzhi finally couldn't help herself.

"Lingyu, how long are you going to watch?"

After saying that, a pair of slender hands gently stroked Old Feng's forehead.

Just when his hand was only three inches away from Old Feng's forehead, the white wrist was tightly grasped by him.

"Hiss~~~~~~~"

"Ayane, what are you doing? You're hurting me."

Yunzhi frowned and cried out in pain.

Looking at the frowning brows of the beauty in front of him and listening to the sound of pain from her red lips, Old Feng felt as if his heart was being grabbed by something.

After hesitating for a moment, he said:

"Sister Yunzhi, I'm really happy to see you again."

"But Xue'er is still on the battlefield and is at risk of dying at any time."

"I must rush back to rescue her immediately."

At this point, a cold light flashed in Old Feng's eyes.

Then he swung his palm and attacked the person in front of him.

"No Ayane, are you crazy?"

"I'm Sister Yunzhi!"

Hearing the mournful and pleading voice, scarlet bloodshot instantly filled Feng Lao's eyes, and a row of silver teeth creaked in his mouth.

"Lin Fan, do you think this little trick can stump me?"

"You underestimate the heroes of the world."

Before he finished speaking, Gong Xiang Yunzhi's palm suddenly turned over, and a steel needle appeared in the palm.

Old Feng held the steel needle tightly and stabbed it behind his ear without any hesitation.

"Ah~~~~~~~"

In an instant, heart-wrenching pain attacked Feng Lao's brain.

Then everything went dark before his eyes and he fainted.

Although Old Feng knew clearly that the best way to break the illusion was to kill the person in front of him.

But how could he bear it? How could he be willing to do that?

So he chose to use severe pain to help himself escape from the illusion.

Lin Fan, this little beast actually dared to use Sister Yunzhi to deceive me.

I will definitely kill you.

I don’t know how long it took, but with the fluttering of his eyelashes, Old Feng slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was a nearly perfect face.

"Ayane, you finally woke up."

"What on earth just happened? I was scared to death."

Hearing the familiar voice beside his ears, the previous indifference on Feng Lao's face was no longer there.

He suddenly pushed Yunzhi away and roared crazily:

"No way, this is impossible."

"I have clearly used the most painful acupuncture points to stimulate my consciousness, so why am I still in an illusion?"

"What kind of illusion is this! Lingyu, what on earth are you talking about?"

At this moment, Mr. Feng didn't care about Yunzhi's concern at all.

"Oh, there is another way."

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Old Feng immediately circulated the energy in his body and gathered it towards his eyes.

As a burst of light flowed, two golden lights instantly shot out from his eyes and looked at the orchid beside him.

Lin Fan is only a third-level warrior in the Spirit Realm, so even if it is an illusion, there will definitely be tiny flaws.

But as Master Feng investigated, his expression became more and more solemn.

"How is this possible? How can there be no flaws at all?"

"Oh, right, there are techniques and techniques. When I separated from Sister Yunzhi, I was just a warrior who had just broken through the spiritual realm."

"As long as I can launch an attack that exceeds the first level of the Spirit Realm, I will definitely be able to break through the environment."

"Lin Fan, you can't fool me."

As the vital energy circulated, it circulated once.

The golden armored shadow in the fantasy showed no sign of appearing.

"This is impossible!"

With an angry roar, Old Feng attacked the door with his palm.

Just as the attack was about to hit the door, the light of the barrier lit up instantly. Feng Lao's full-strength attack was easily resolved by the barrier.

"how so."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, what on earth went wrong?"

“Is this really not an illusion?”

Just when Old Feng was almost going crazy, a soft and delicate body hugged him tightly from behind.

"Lingyu, what happened to you?"

"Please don't scare me."

Hearing the pleasant voice behind him, Feng Lao's rage was instantly dissipated by most.