The tyrant fell in love with his master again [Rebirth]

"Monster?"

Fu Hanzhang's palms were warm and soft, and Lin Yebei's heart felt itchy as if a feather had been brushed against it.

He blinked, his eyes flicked over the hideous corpses nearby, and he frowned involuntarily when he smelled the stench.

In all fairness, spiritual energy and demonic energy are born to repel each other, even if there are good people among the monsters, I am afraid that they cannot coexist peacefully with the cultivation world.

Thinking of this, he sighed leisurely:

"Monsters are born to be vicious and feed on the spiritual power of monks. If you encounter them, remember to get rid of the evil."

The words "eliminate all evil and do everything" made Fu Hanzhang condense, and the smile on his face also subsided:

"Then... what if there are kind-hearted people among the monsters who never hurt anyone?"

He held Lin Yebei's hand a little harder, and the latter was a little surprised, but didn't think deeply:

"It's hard to predict how people's hearts are, let alone monsters that are born different from us? Devils are inherently evil, and countless monks have died under the claws of monsters. Life is precious, and everything should be careful."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yebei lowered his eyes, stroked his chest and gasped, his body was still weak, and he was really tired after talking so much.

The thick and long eyelashes concealed the emotion in Fu Hanzhang's eyes. He pursed his lips and said nothing, but his face turned slightly pale.

When the six arrived at the entrance of the Mysterious Realm of Distinct Blossoms, a door of light came as promised. When they successfully escaped from the illusion, the medicinal herb that was the target of the mission also disappeared.

Nan Wuyue's expression looked a bit melancholy, Su Tongguang got closer and barely heard her sigh: "It would be great if I could leave You Xintan behind..."

"Ah Yue likes Youxintan?" He laughed dumbfounded, "Although this is a rare fairy product, you may be able to buy it at a high price in the fairy market. When the big competition is over, how about I go find some for you?"

One flower is enough, and a few more, I really don't know how to live or die... Nan Wuyue looked at his innocent and ignorant expression, with mixed feelings in her heart, she couldn't tell whether it was helplessness or love:

"Alright, don't be in a hurry for a while."

Her every frown and smile are full of flair, which makes Su Tongguang's heart scramble.

He originally wanted to pat his chest to promise coolly, but the pain in his lower back was so bad that he had to temporarily put this idea aside.

Soon, other monks who successfully cleared the customs also came out of the Light Gate and came to Junhua Mountain where they were.

It's just that the number of people is sparse, and it looks very embarrassing. Compared with the grand occasion of more than 600 people before the start of the test, it has to be embarrassing.

"There are two more trials before the competition will end. If we fight hard, we might be able to ascend to the City of Tears together."

You Sizhu smiled and said: "Although the next level is unpredictable, according to the usual practice, the last test must be an elimination battle, and the opponents are all high-level monks. You should be more careful, Hanzhang."

In just over ten days, Fu Hanzhang's spiritual strength has been greatly improved. From the early stage of foundation establishment to the middle stage, his talent is really amazing.

But even so, his winning rate is still not very optimistic in the face of a group of Jindan monks.

"Thank you uncle, this disciple will remember." He pursed his lips with a calm expression, as if he didn't care much about success.

You Sizhu thought it was his lack of confidence, and was thinking of saying a few words of encouragement, when a person came up to him suddenly:

"In the illusion, I would like to thank all fellow Taoists for your help, so that I can pass this level smoothly."

The words were words of thanks, but the tone was not kind, You Sizhu raised his eyelids and saw that the person in front of him was Yunxiu.

Compared with the tidy and unrestrained appearance when he was walking together in the illusion, he now looks very embarrassed, with disheveled hair on his temples and injuries on his body, even Yun Ying, who has been by his side, has gone somewhere.

"Fellow Daoist Yun praised you absurdly. I don't know where Lingmei has gone?"

You Sizhu looked around in feigned surprise.

He already had a rough guess in his mind. After all, Yunxiu and Yunying brothers and sisters were injured in the battle with the red chain snake, and they were alone. They were probably ambushed by monks or monsters along the way.

Since Yunying is not by his side, I'm afraid it's already...

"Not long after Yingmei and I left the Xia Realm, we were attacked by other monsters... I escaped by chance, but Yingmei was seriously injured by a monster in order to protect me, so she was forced to withdraw from the competition."

Yunxiu's eyes were full of gloomy hatred: "Tears of Tears is once every ten years. Even if there is still a chance to participate in the next session, I have missed the best opportunity... and all this is due to your deception. Give."

"Friend Daoist Yun is a little unfair to say that,"

You Sizhu couldn't help but sneered, "Whether you and your sister will encounter a monster or not is up to us to decide? What's more, in the face of the attack of Lushuangmen, we helped you through the crisis. It's not a gentleman's job to repay kindness and revenge. Why."

"Fellow Daoists don't need to be quick to talk. I have already seen a series of facts such as tampering with the color of the spirit bead and colluding with monsters without permission. I have already recorded all of this with the mirage bead."

Yunxiu's expression became more and more gloomy: "If there is a chance to meet the Fourth Elder, I will definitely present this thing."

"You!" The sword eyebrows suddenly raised, You Sizhu had expected that this person had no good intentions, but he didn't expect him to be so terrific.

He subconsciously clenched his fists, his anger surged up, wishing he could beat up the man in front of him, but Yunxiu suddenly restrained his expression, and said coolly: "I almost forgot that private fighting is strictly prohibited during the Daoist competition. Don't act rashly."

After he finished speaking, Shi Shiran turned and left, You Sizhu was so angry that the veins on his forehead tensed up, he calmed down for a while, and then returned to Nie Yi's side with a heavy heart.

"I didn't expect this fellow to prepare a mirage bead... and those magical beasts of unknown origin, how should we deal with them?" He sighed helplessly.

The Mirage Orb is a common magic weapon in the cultivation world. It is driven by spiritual power and can record the current situation, and external forces cannot be easily tampered with. If Yunxiu really submits the image in the bead to Dabifang, they will inevitably be affected.

Nie Yi didn't seem to care about it: "Brother, don't forget that in the fourth round of the competition, if you lose your strength, it doesn't matter whether you live or die."

His eyes were cold and stern, and his fingers slowly wiped his slender neck, making a beheading gesture.

"Hiss..." You Sizhu shrank his shoulders, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, "Xiao Yi, you are always so ruthless, be careful that you won't be able to win over the beauty you like in the future."

The speaker had no intention of listening while the listener was interested, he spoke in a nonchalant manner, but Nie Yi couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

A complicated expression flashed from his long and narrow phoenix eyes, it seemed tender and painful, the corners of his lips were pressed down, and then a slight arc spread out: "What's the hurry, you and the third senior brother didn't move at all?" , how can it not be my turn."

"Don't try to put the blame on me," You Sizhu smiled and gave him a shudder, his eyes a little far away, "I'm afraid it won't be possible to get what I want in a short time, it's still up to you and Xiaobei." .”

Far away in the sky and close in front of his eyes, he may have something in his heart, but he is destined to be unable to express it.

The Light Gate of the Secret Realm dissipated with the departure of all the monks, and when the spirit beads in their hands returned to their original whiteness, Si He's voice sounded at the right time:

"Congratulations to everyone who successfully passed the second test. There are currently 80 remaining monks, all of whom are qualified to enter the third test."

She paused, and said in a deep voice:

"The third test of the Tianlei Grand Competition is a simulated battle. The illusion will randomly restore the battle of ancient times. Every participant will possess the sea of ​​consciousness of those who have experienced the war and experience the powerful battles of the past. The spirit beasts in it They have all been adjusted to the Golden Core level, all you have to do is to win all the battles, and those who died and those whose spirit beads were shattered will be eliminated immediately."

"This kind of competition...is really unheard of before." Su Tongguang was stunned, "If the monks who are matched with him have very different paths, what should we do?"

His worries are not unreasonable. For example, if he is matched as a sword cultivator and knows how to control spiritual power, if he is unfortunately possessed by a talisman cultivator or a formation cultivator, how can he fight against spirit beasts?

"How to deal with it depends on the individual. After all, luck is also a part of strength."

Nan Wuyue pinched his cheek: "Little Susu, you have to protect yourself in the illusion, and don't forget your promise to me."

The delicate and soft touch of the fingers, coupled with the faint fragrance, immediately made Su Tongguang blush:

"I know... I know."

He murmured and turned his eyes away, his eyes shy with shyness, You Sizhu watched from the sidelines, unexpectedly felt that the female cultivator next to him seemed more heroic than his elder brother.

It was very interesting.

They exchanged a few more pleasantries, and they felt dizzy at the same time. The scenery in front of them suddenly became blurred, and the sea of ​​consciousness gradually lost control of their bodies, floating in a void.

At the same time when everyone lost consciousness, a strong golden light suddenly flashed across Lin Yebei's wish pouch on the side of his waist, and complex golden lines suddenly appeared between the brows of the little beast curled up in it, and they were immersed in the spiritual power of the illusion. It produced subtle changes.

In the void, Fu Hanzhang closed his eyes and felt his consciousness being pulled out of his body.

However, his mental power was several realms above the spiritual power of the illusion, so he remained awake the whole time, until his mental power fell into the sea of ​​consciousness again, and he regained the perception of his limbs, and then he opened his eyes leisurely.

The scenery in the field of vision has changed its appearance, as far as the eyes can see is a dark corridor, and a huge night pearl is in full bloom on the candlestick beside it, reflecting the surrounding area like daytime.

There was a long breathing sound coming from his side, his expression froze, and he was about to turn around to check, but found that his body was not under his control at all.

That's right, Si He said that only when you are fighting can you do it yourself...

Fu Hanzhang felt terrified in his heart, the people beside him suddenly took a step forward and came in front of him.

It was an old man with white beard and hair, with broad eyebrows and a kind expression.He walked very slowly, but his figure was like a ghost, and he stood in front of Fu Hanzhang slightly against the light.

The moment he saw the old man's face clearly, Fu Hanzhang felt that a basin of ice water was being poured on his face, and the blood in his whole body almost froze.

The memory roared back like mountains and seas, and he stared at the old man in front of him until the other party let out a long sigh and murmured:

"Si Xi, have you thought about how to deal with that beast?"

----------------

At the same time, somewhere in Tianlei City, the door of the quiet room was suddenly pushed open, and a figure in blue walked in quickly, kneeling on the ground:

"Report to the Fourth Elder, and the Heaven's Tears will change!"

There was a blue velvet blanket in front of him, and a female nun was sitting on the master chair at the end of the blanket.She has a gentle and beautiful appearance, but her eyebrows and cloud hair are the color of crystal snow, and she can't tell her age at all. She is the supervisor of Dabi and the fourth elder, Sihe.

She lowered her eyes and seemed to be sitting on a chair, but there was a gap between her body and the chair, and she raised her eyelids when she heard a voice:

"Report carefully."

"According to the informant, a magical beast appeared in the Mysterious Realm of Brilliant Blossoms, and five monks unfortunately died..."

The man in blue's voice was obviously flustered: "In addition, there was a sudden change in the operation of the illusion in the third test. The originally planned battle was the holy battle of the Huai River thousands of years ago, but for some reason it suddenly became the battle of 300 years ago. All the cultivators have been involved in the Heaven Slaying War..."

"There is such a thing?!" Si He suddenly stood up, a crack appeared in his peaceful expression, "Have you found out the reason?"

The selection of spirit beasts in the Mysterious Blossom Realm was personally supervised by the Elder Siyao. It stands to reason that there could be no mistakes. How could there be such a disaster as the death of several monks?

"Time is running short, and my subordinates haven't found out yet... It's just that there seem to be some familiar faces among the candidates participating in the exam."

The forehead of the man in blue was slightly sweaty, and he held a transparent bead the size of a palm in both hands, and presented it to Si He:

"This is the mirage orb that my subordinates found from a monk's body, and there is a video recorded in it... Please take a look at the elders."

Si He's eyes were fixed.

With the infusion of spiritual power, a clear image slowly emerged on the mirage orb brought by the man in blue.I saw that eight monks were besieged by the red-chained snakes. When they were about to fight to the point of exhaustion, a giant dragon suddenly descended from the sky, scaring off the invading monsters.

Afterwards, the white-clothed monk among the eight came to the giant dragon, raised his hand to comfort him, then fell from the cliff, and was held in the arms of a young man.

Si He never spoke, but her eyes became extremely excited the moment the white-clothed monk appeared, and when she saw the young man's face clearly, even her body trembled uncontrollably.

She was already at the middle stage of the tribulation, and at this moment her mood was agitated, and the tyrannical spiritual power escaped, immediately smashing the night pearl on the candlestick beside her to pieces.

"How... how come it looks so similar?"

"It is clear that when he fell from the Fallen God Altar, he should have been broken and unable to reincarnate, how could he appear in the world again?" Si He's lips trembled, almost muttering to himself.

And the young man beside him...was no different from the beast whose heart had been pierced.

The illusion changes, and the old people return... Is all this a coincidence, or was it deliberately done by someone?

She had to figure it out anyway.

"Send me an order to thoroughly investigate the roster and route of the Tianlei Dabi spirit beast transportation, and make sure to correspond one by one," she ordered in a cold voice, "I will leave for Mengyang Island immediately."

The azure blue dress spread out on the ground, and just as she took a step, there was a chuckle behind her:

"Wait a minute."

……

In the illusion, Fu Hanzhang stared at the old man in front of him and remained silent for a long time.

Now is not the time to confront the enemy, he can't control his actions, he can only rely on the crystal-clear black iron pillars to see the dim light of the night pearl falling on the person he possesses.

The neck is slender and cold, the body is thin and frail, the silver hair is scattered like falling snow, and the moon-white gown is stained with blood stains.

He heard the rapid panting from his mouth, which turned into a violent cough, and the blood soaked the pale fingertips, dripping down along the cracks between the fingers.

"Nightmare Sea is causing trouble. You go to guard the Heavenly Cracking Formation for fifteen days. I have ordered that evil barrier to be imprisoned in the Locking Prison, and the True Dragon God Pill in his body will be dissected in your name."

The old man took a step closer to him: "Si Xi, I know that you and him have been mentoring for many years and have a deep friendship. But since he is a evil evildoer recorded in the Taizhen ancient scroll, after the outbreak of demonic energy, he also triggered the evil spirit of the Nightmare Sea. The tide of beasts, Tianlei City and even the entire mortal world can no longer tolerate him."

"As his master, you will bear the brunt of being scolded by the world. I deal with it in your name, not only to eliminate his thoughts, but also to leave a way out for you, do you understand?"

"Your Majesty has worked so hard, Si Xi deserves it."

The cough gradually subsided, and the kneeling figure in white straightened his back, and said in a hoarse voice: "Since Yuan Zhao is a evil evildoer who caused chaos in the world, he should be punished... Si Xi will never block it."

His tone was calm, as if he was talking about someone who had nothing to do with him.

Fu Hanzhang in the sea of ​​consciousness had already bit his lip, his chest heaved violently, and the scarlet in his eyes became more and more obvious.

A evil evildoer in the world... deserves to be punished...

In vain, I was still thinking about the matter of dissecting the alchemy, but I didn't expect that even if all this was not ordered by Si Xi, it would not go against his wishes.

Ridiculous, really ridiculous.

"Since you have awakened, I don't need to waste my words."

The old man's expression was somewhat surprised because of these words, but it quickly turned into a serious one:

"The news that he has caused harm to the common people has spread, and no one in the world can protect him anymore. According to the method recorded in the ancient scrolls, after the inner alchemy is cut out, it needs to be knocked down to the fallen god platform, so that the spiritual storm will be completely destroyed. Destroy the monster's body."

"Si Xi understands,"

The figure in white slowly fell to the ground, the cold and soft snow-colored long hair spread along the tiles, and his voice was weak but firm:

"Since he is my wronged person, let me settle it with my own hands."

He stood up while talking, Fu Hanzhang only felt that the scene in his field of vision changed with a blur in front of his eyes.

At the same time, in a dark water prison in Tianlei City, Lin Yebei's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly woke up.

There was darkness in front of his eyes, he didn't know where he was, he could only feel the lower half of his body being immersed in the ice water, and there was pain everywhere in his body, especially his heart.

He tried to shake his wrist, and immediately there was a crisp sound of metal clanging in his ears. This movement alarmed the people nearby, and soon a ray of light diffused in from the front:

"Hey, I didn't expect you to be so hard as a beast, and you can wake up so quickly after being dissected."

The light from the Ye Mingzhu made Lin Yebei's eyes sour. He squinted his eyes, and then he saw that the person who came was a blue-clothed young man with a delicate face.

"Water..." He heard himself whisper hoarsely, "Give me water..."

"Forget it, the city lord has ordered that you should not be killed easily."

The young man curled his lips, twisted his spiritual power, and a stream of water poured into Lin Yebei's throat, "Even the strong people in the realm of transcending tribulations can't break through the spirit-locking prison on the left and right. If you don't have the magic pill, of course you can't escape. go out."

"Who are you...I want to see Master..."

The man who was tied up struggled desperately, and immediately a burst of blue-purple lightning spread from the chain, and the intense pain spread into the sea of ​​consciousness, causing Lin Yebei to frown.

"I'm Lin Ruotong, who guards the Heavenly Prison. As for the Immortal Venerable Diancang, he personally went to suppress the Heavenly Fissure Formation. He has just returned, so it is naturally impossible to come to see you,"

Lin Ruo sneered, "What's more, the order to dissect the alchemy was given by the immortal himself. I'm afraid he won't want to look at you again."

Although this body was out of his control for the time being, the substantial sadness still clearly entered Lin Yebei's heart.

He vaguely felt that Lin Ruo's words were somewhat familiar, and lowered his eyes inadvertently, but he saw half of a figure clearly reflected on the water surface illuminated by the night pearl.

The young man's bright and clean honey-colored chest was covered with vertical and horizontal bloodstains, his thick face and lips were pale, only a drop of bright red blood was splashed at the corner of his eyes, and his thick black long hair was wet with water, tightly attached to his thin shoulder blades.

The most frightening thing was the penetrating wound on his upper dantian, the edge of the wound was bloody and bloody, the inside was empty, and dirty blood kept gushing out.

This should be the wound left by Lin Ruo's "cutting the pill".

Lin Yebei looked at the young man's face, and a flash of light suddenly appeared in his mind——

Isn't this person the demon that appeared in his dream, the little dragon named Yuan Zhao?

Then the master in his mouth should be...

Lin Yebei's pupils constricted, and his mind was in a state of confusion. At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the cage, and another boy in a blue robe approached, and said in a deep voice:

"City Lord Meng ordered me to come and take away the evil dragon."

"The Immortal Venerable is back?" Lin Ruo greeted him suspiciously, "Why didn't I receive a summons... eh!"

Before he could finish speaking, someone slashed the back of his neck, fell to the ground and passed out.

"Shut up, Yuan Zhao, I'm here to take you out."

Someone came to take the night pearl in Lin Ruo's hand, his face was clearly defined by the dim light, but the most eye-catching thing was his pair of eyes, showing a bright silver color, as if picking up stardust in them.

Silver eyes... Lin Yebei's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly felt cramped. It was unknown whether it was Yuan Zhao's reaction or a memory hidden in the depths.

He gritted his teeth and forbearance, and heard Yuan Zhao hesitantly say:

"I don't know you... I, I have to meet Master before I say..."

"Diancang Immortal Venerable has already met City Lord Meng, and is on his way to kill you now."

The man stifled all Yuan Zhao's voice with one sentence: "If you believe me, then leave with me, otherwise you will not escape death if you stay here."

Holding the chain with his fingers convulsively, Yuan Zhaoda opened his eyes and panted heavily, his heart filled with overwhelming despair.

His master... the person he trusts and loves the most, yet abandons him like a shoestring, cruelly cuts away the dragon pill he has cultivated so hard, and now wants to kill him.

But what did I do wrong?

Firstly, he has never killed or wounded wantonly, and secondly, he keeps himself safe all the time. Could it be that he was born as a wicked dragon, so he is doomed to struggle in the rotten abyss of sin in this life?

What's more... that person is the love of his heart, even if there is only a chance, he would never want to confront him with a sword.

"...Take me out of the prison first."

He gasped, his pupils turned into a hollow scarlet.

As soon as the words fell, the scene in front of Lin Yebei's eyes suddenly changed, and he suddenly felt down-to-earth, and then realized that he had temporarily regained control of Yuan Zhao's body.

And this also means that the test of the third test has officially begun.

While recovering his ability to move, he felt a surge of pain a hundred times and a thousand times stronger than before. With a muffled grunt, he covered his chest and almost fell to his knees.

Since it would be so heartbreaking to be dissected... As Yuan Zhao's master, why did Si Xi have to be so decisive?

What is the meaning of the "disaster" in their mouths?

The man who claimed to take him away just now has disappeared, and the chains that bound him have disappeared.

Lin Yebei looked around and found himself in a dark corridor. He guessed that this might be the only way out of the prison to the outside world.

As he walked, he looked inside. Although Yuan Zhao's body was severely injured due to the dissection of the pill, and the upper dantian was almost exhausted, the spiritual power in the meridians of the whole body was still abundant, and the spiritual power itself also had a strong fire attribute——

This feeling is very similar to Fu Hanzhang's spiritual power.

However, before he had time to think deeply, there was a commotion around him. Dozens of monks in blue robes rushed forward from the front, and they all sacrificed their magic weapons and aimed at him:

"Don't let the beast escape!"

The person fighting against him is not a spirit beast?

Lin Yebei's heart trembled, noticing that the Lingzhu in his hand suddenly became slightly warm, his thoughts turned, and only then did he understand the situation in front of him.

What the illusion restores is the real scene of the great war, I am afraid that Yuan Zhao faced such a group of monks back then.

All I have to do is to defeat them and escape from the dungeon smoothly.

The spiritual power leaped out from Xiujie's fingertips, and spread into a blazing dark red flame that swept upwards. The moment the monks' weapons touched the flames, they burned blazingly, which could not be extinguished by any means.

Enduring the pain, Lin Yebei stalked a monk like a ghost, snatched his magic sword with his hands, and slit the other's throat neatly.

In an instant, the figure of the man turned into a stream of light and dissipated. He kept moving, and the dark red flames covered the entire body of the sword along with the spiritual power, and pierced straight into the chest of the next monk.

The red flame-breathing sharp blade cut dozens of people under the sword, and the dharma sword itself could not withstand the erosion of spiritual power, and soon turned into dust in Lin Yebei's palm.

And as he successfully beheaded all the incoming enemies, the scene around him changed accordingly, and he lost control of Yuan Zhao's body again, retreating into the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, the view is no longer the dark corridor of the sky prison, but a high platform carved by ice kyanite. The silver-eyed man went back and forth, standing beside Yuan Zhao, with a light smile on his face.

At this time, the tragic scene on the high platform was in stark contrast to his expression. Even though Lin Yebei had realized that the struggle he experienced would be different from Yuan Zhao's real experience, he was still stunned the moment he saw the scene in front of him clearly. .

As far as they could see, lay the corpses of monks, all of them had mutilated limbs, and the skin all over their bodies was scorched by the scorching fire, which was extremely hideous and terrifying.

"I... did this all by me?"

Yuan Zhao covered his head in pain, his eyes were hazy for a while, and he knelt down on the ground.

"I forgot to remind you,"

The man opened his lips and chuckled, "Your True Dragon God Pill is dissected out, and the demonic energy in your body can no longer be suppressed. Once you start to kill, you can't control it. Since you killed the No. 1 cultivator in Tianlei City From the beginning, everything is doomed to be irreversible."

"Do you want to leave with me and work for me, or stay here?"

"I..." Yuan Zhao dug deep into the ground with his fingers, and Dou Da's cold sweat broke out from the corner of his forehead. It was not only because of the pain in his body, but also because of his inner struggle.

If he suffered those tortures just because of his reputation as a "monster" before, and now he slaughtered the cultivators of Tianlei City with bloody hands full of unforgivable crimes, would that person look at him grudgingly again?

He suddenly felt cold, the chill penetrated from the lungs to the bone marrow, and the hot blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, splashing on the transparent stone bricks.

"Master..." He murmured subconsciously, but a corner of plain white clothes suddenly appeared in his eyes.

It was as clean as new snow, and even had a faint fragrance of pine wood, but the blood color faded from Yuan Zhao's whole body in an instant, turning into a barren pale.

Trembling, he raised his eyes.

The author has something to say: In fact, Hanzhang and Xiaobei are opposites in essence, and the same is true of Yuan Zhao and Si Xi in the previous life. They all have their own persistence and responsibility, so conflicts and misunderstandings will inevitably arise QwQ

After the cannon fodder is blackened, it becomes a black briquette (?) It looks like it is going to cause trouble hahahaha

And the influence of Jiuli on the illusion is also an important foreshadowing (the role of the little guy must not only assist hh)

Welcome everyone to continue to click favorites and comments!I will continue to send out red envelopes~ I love you guys

There will be another chapter at 0 o'clock later! ! !Everyone remember to watch oh oh oh~