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Illusion... Kang Ling suddenly came to his senses, the illusion was so mysterious, who knew what this seemingly barrier was actually, how could he expect Nanhai's method to work?This barrier, to put it bluntly, just looks like the South China Sea's sea protection array, and this resemblance is not because of deliberate imitation, it is simply an illusion that is used to make it look like this subjectively!

Kang Ling was a little annoyed, and he, who always prided himself on being calm and self-possessed, couldn't help but lose control slightly—this Mrs. Yan's tricks are too ruthless!Yesterday he pretended to let him pass, causing him to think that the plan would work, but he slapped him in front of Chen Cang!

Kang Ling himself didn't realize that his annoyance had subtly changed from "being tricked" to "losing identity in front of Chen Cang" unconsciously.

The profound meaning behind this transformation cannot be contemplated.

Chen Cang took a few deep breaths, feeling that since being trapped by Mrs. Yan, both his and Kang Ling's IQs have continued to decline, and they are about to break through the passing line, which is gratifying.You don't need to look to know what you look like now. You are exhausted, your complexion is not good, there are runes drawn by Kang Ling with blood, and there are sand particles blown on your body... If you go out, I am afraid that someone will Think the little uncle of Luoxia Palace is crazy.

That's all.Chen Cang kept chanting silently in his heart, not allowing himself to think too much.

After Kang Ling regretted it, he secretly glanced at Chen Cang, only to see that Chen Cang closed his eyes, looking like an old monk in meditation, trying his best to maintain his calm.Apart from losing control when he saw Mrs. Yan, Chen Cang was able to control his emotions more and more. Although he was ruined now, Kang Ling could still see a bit of the noble and glamorous little uncle in the past.

In all fairness, in Kang Ling's eyes, Chen Cang was indeed labeled as "pretentious", but it is undeniable that among all the monks, Chen Cang is the most indifferent... No, it should be said, I can't see the direction of Chen Cang's desire where.

In the past, Kang Ling thought that Chen Cang was a typical old-fashioned person who put the honor of the sect above everything else, and he insisted on holding on to the big sign of Luoxia Palace and refused to let it go, so he tried every means to make Chen Cang lose his posture and resorted to tricks. Let Chen Cang lose the Zongmen Grand Competition, and wanted to see how this little uncle would react.

The result was unsatisfactory. At the beginning, Chen Cang left in a hurry, unable to keep even a minimum of decency, and lost his soul. At that time, Kang Ling really thought that he had stabbed Chen Cang's deathbed, and the invisible corner of his heart was vicious. Kazuki was secretly delighted, the longer he grew, the taller he was... But goodbye, Chen Cang returned to his calm appearance, as if nothing had happened.This Chen Cang wearing a false mask made Kang Ling feel extremely obtrusive, his hands were so itchy, he wanted to be more ruthless, wanted to break Chen Cang's spine, to see if he could still stand up.

When this idea came out, Kang Ling was a little flustered, not because he was shocked by his viciousness, but because he realized that he didn't know what kind of person Chen Cang really was, and he didn't know where Chen Cang's Achilles heel was.Looking at Chen Cang again, it seems that many things are different, and I always feel... Chen Cang is a bit mean indifferent.

Neither sad nor happy, not like a person.

After entering the tomb, he looked at Chen Cang from a different angle, and unexpectedly discovered that Chen Cang still had an extraordinarily real side, but he was firmly suppressed under the mask and refused to let it out easily.

Chen Cang should have desire.Just like Kang Ling wants to stand on the pinnacle of this world and no longer be a mermaid; just like ordinary monks, they either pursue power or immortality, or seek longevity at worst.

I just don't know what Chen Cang's desire is.

Kang Ling analyzed Chen Cang in his heart, but Chen Cang was not idle. He carefully reviewed his understanding of illusion, and then stared straight at the barrier for a while.Suddenly said to Kang Ling: "I think I can try."

After speaking, he walked towards the barrier.

Kang Ling was obsessed with psychological analysis, and didn't hear what Chen Cang said at all. He only saw Chen Cang walking towards the barrier in a daze.Kang Ling was shocked. His first reaction was that Mrs. Yan had cast an illusion on Chen Cang, so he rushed to stop him.

But it was still a bit late, here his hand barely touched Chen Cang's sleeve, and Chen Cang had already pressed his hand to the barrier over there.

It's not that Kang Ling didn't try to directly contact this barrier yesterday. At that time, nothing happened, but this time, a strong light curtain erupted and enveloped the two of them.

The light was so bright that Kang Ling couldn't see anything at all, and his physical tears couldn't be restrained from flowing down.Kang Ling couldn't help it, so he closed his eyes first, and turned his head to avoid it. Even so, he consciously tightened Chen Cang's sleeves even more.

When he opened his eyes again, the dazzling light disappeared, and everything around him disappeared together, including the desert, the barrier, and Chen Cang.Kang Ling pinched the remaining fabric in his hand, and pulled it too hard, and it was torn.

The surroundings are full of unfamiliar scenes, pavilions, verdant bamboos, lush flowers and plants, so quiet that it seems to have two points of resentment.Kang Ling thought to himself, this kind of arrangement is easy to attract mosquitoes, and I really don't know who lives here and suffers without suffering.

Kang Ling only thought that this was another scene created by Madam Yan.Of course, this place is indeed an illusion, but illusions cannot be created out of thin air. Kang Ling missed to think about what the illusion here is based on.

Tried to call Chen Cang a few times, but as expected, there was no response.

Before Kang Ling could figure out what to do next, the knife in his hand began to get agitated. This agitation looked very familiar...Could it be that Chen Cang is nearby?Before he had time to think about it, Kang Ling's feet followed the guidance of the knife uncontrollably.

Bypassing a house, Kang Ling accidentally found an ice pool, with several slender white flowers floating on the surface of the pool, the species of which could not be identified.

Tsk tsk, Kang Ling sighed, what comes out of this ice pond is not the chill but the breath!It is not something ordinary people can do to create such an ice pool with outstanding effects in a non-cold area. The core of maintenance can only be the top-grade ice magic weapon, and there is even a luxury of white jade around this ice pool...

As a monk who was poor in his early years, Kang Ling was very disgusted with this kind of behavior!And this ice pool made him have an inexplicable association, but where the other end of this association line was connected to did not remember for now

Before Kang Ling could figure out how to be ugly, he heard soft footsteps, which were very close, and a little anxious.Kang Ling looked around, there were quite a lot of bamboos, but they were really not suitable for hiding.But after a moment of hesitation, the sound of footsteps had already come nearby.

It was a pale and weak beauty who came. He stood by the pool and stuffed something into his mouth, swallowing it with difficulty, then loosened his long hair, took off his clothes, stretched out his jade feet, and went deep into the pool.The beauty Haoxue is fat, the only pity is that there is a deep knife mark on her predecessor.

Watching this pleasing beauty take a bath, Kang Ling felt his mouth was dry, his eyes were staring and he almost forgot his instinct to blink.

Kang Ling was no stranger to this person's appearance, and even his body. After all, he had slept next to this person for a night with his upper body in his arms.

Chen Cang did a set of movements smoothly and smoothly, as if no one was around, not even leaving the corner of his eyes for Kang Ling.

Kang Ling stared at the surface of the pool and pondered for a while, then came up with a guess—could this be the Luoxia Palace?After thinking about it in this direction, Kang Ling came to a vague conclusion.Mrs. Yan is good at illusion, and they are probably drawn into a small illusion at this time.

At that time, Chen Cang was in front, and it was also the barrier for his direct contact, so what was reflected in the illusion was Chen Cang's memory?Judging from the knife marks in front of Chen Cang's body... probably it was the few days before the Zongmen Dabi before heading to the tomb.

At that time, when I cut Chen Cang, I just felt happy, but now I saw this hideous trace, I feel a little guilty and feel distressed.

Kang Ling fell into Chen Cang's memory and admired the beauty taking a bath happily, but Chen Cang was not so happy.

Chen Cang couldn't see anything, he was conscious but couldn't open his eyes, the surrounding was sometimes hot and cold, and there was an unfriendly smell.Chen Cang could feel that Que Xie was nearby, and he became furious again, with wave after wave of impatience.

This feeling is really not good, Chen Cang held his breath and concentrated on breaking through the invisible shackles imposed on him, and opened his eyes suddenly.The surrounding scenery gradually became clear, and the sense of touch gradually returned.

At this time, he should be lying on the ground, there are still water marks on the ground, Chen Cang can feel his back is wet.Tried to move his fingers, it was okay, his body was not very stiff, after a while, Chen Cang slowly got up from the ground.

Turning over, Chen Cang almost knelt down again.

Where is the water on the ground, it is clearly a piece of blood!

Chen Cang's heartbeat was sluggish, and he didn't even smell a fishy smell from so much blood... Just as he was thinking, a strong and pungent fishy smell rushed into Chen Cang's nasal cavity, reaching his mind.

The unexpected smell stimulated Chen Cang to vomit reflexively, the coolness in his heart was infinitely magnified, and a bad premonition floated in his heart.Chen Cang's first reaction was to close his eyes, not daring to look at everything around him.After shutting it down for a while, I felt that I was deceiving myself and others, what's the use of being like this now.

With that in mind, he slowly opened his eyes.

Here is a spacious main hall. The once fine and well-organized furnishings have been messed up, and a few dilapidated corpses are lying in a haphazard manner.

Chen Cang's hands trembled uncontrollably, his breathing was urgent and uneven, and he couldn't do it even if he tried to pinch him.

Even knowing that this moment is just an illusion, he still cannot get rid of this despair.