Zai took out the jade shovel from the space ring, and squatted down to collect the soil.

However, at the moment when Xiao Jue took the jade shovel, the petals of the Hidden Immortal Flower, which had been quiet on the black ground, suddenly brightened strangely for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, there was a slight fright as if Xiao Jue couldn't see clearly with naked eyes, a layer of black fluorescence fell from the petals, and it seemed to be attached to Xiao Jue's body not far away.

The moment the jade shovel in Xiao Jue's hand touched the ground, he suddenly felt a slight blur in the space in front of him, and then his entire field of vision changed.

201. How to Routine an Upright Protagonist 15

Luxurious bed Dai Dai, pearls smelling jade falling, women's crisp and charming smiles mixed with the fragrance wind blowing towards the face, the light green smoke in the eyes is pretty and beautiful, and countless women in tulle skirts smile and come forward.

"My lord, come and have a drink with my servant."

"My lord, can I take off your clothes for you?"

"Young master..."

Every sentence was filled with charming smiles, Xiao Jue's eyebrows remained unmoved at all. Is this the secret monster's attack?

Just as he was thinking about this question, Xiao Jue suddenly felt his cheeks being caressed by a catkin, and the moment he reflected his frown, the water splashed out of his back, causing the faces of several women who were close to him to turn pale and back away again and again. Quite a few even had tears in their eyes.

"My lord, is the servant serving you..."

Swah——

"what--!!"

The sword light passed by, and not far away, the woman in blue who was planning to strike secretly among the crowd was decapitated, and the blood was stained all over the place.

Putting away the sword, Xiao Jue was about to go over to check the specific information of the blood-stained corpse, but he didn't want to lift his foot, and the whole Xiangge disappeared into nothingness like smoke in an instant.

Then, in the line of sight, a fairy tower appeared, with countless spiritual stones inside, piled up with stones into mountains, and treasures everywhere, no one cares about it.

Two consecutive scenes of completely different scenes flashed, and Xiao Jue, holding the sword, understood something.

It is very likely that he entered the illusion by mistake, and what he sees now is probably the desires and thoughts reflected in the hearts of countless monks in the cultivation world.

Thinking of this, Xiao Jue sneered in his heart, and swung his sword a second time without any hesitation.

Become an emperor and enjoy the respect of the world, behead!

Get the Tao and achieve the body of a golden fairy, behead!

The disciple of the same sect begged for mercy with tears and blood, beheaded!

……

Xiao Jue didn't know how many times he repeated the action of raising the sword, and he didn't know how many layers of blood stains had accumulated on his body. In the endless illusion, what supported him was only a very simple thought.

Except for Hidden Flowers, none of these are important! ! !

In the end, Xiao Jue reappeared in a new place during the long time of raising his hand and waving his sword.

Decorated with red lacquer and black tiles and colored glaze, the originally desolate main hall was decorated into a fiery red and magnificent celebration. Two red silks hung from the plaque in the center of Bi Nei, and the familiar soft wind wafted like a girl dancing with her sleeves lightly.

Seeing the three big characters on the plaque, there was a momentary fluctuation in Xiao Jue's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, closing his eyes and staring at the tranquility, Xiao Jue let his thoughts go, and drove all illusions out of his mind.

He is in Yunmeng Zelin, it is impossible to return to the sect, and it is impossible to be in Yunliang Peak, so this is also fake!

Just when Xiao Jue was telling himself these words over and over again, suddenly, a hand was stretched out behind him and put on his shoulder.

Almost reflexively, Xiao Jue, who opened his eyes, swung his sword behind him, but at the moment when he saw it, his pupils constricted suddenly, and the water in his hand suddenly stopped on the flawed neck of the person behind him.

Familiar face, familiar eyes, familiar figure in Biliu Palace.

If he looked like a bamboo when he left two years ago, but it was different from the clothes he was familiar with ten years ago. The white quilt he wore all the year round was replaced by a red robe. exudes soul-stirring beauty.

Looking at the water around his neck, he raised his eyes and said softly, "You want...to kill me?"

The short four words made Xiao Jue tighten his right sword, almost reflexively, he had the urge to throw away the water in his hand, no, he would not kill him.

only……

Clenching the hilt of the Hongshui sword tightly, Xiao Jue took a deep breath, telling himself over and over again in his heart that this is an illusion, this is a fake, and this is not the master.

But even if Xiao Jue repeated these words over and over again, facing this face, facing this figure, the sword in his hand couldn't be pressed down any more.

Sensing the struggling emotions revealed for the first time in the eyes of the opposite person, the man in red clothes lowered his eyes halfway, his long eyelashes seemed to exaggerate the lonely butterfly, and said softly: "Did you forget?"

Facing this face that was identical to the one in his memory, Xiao Jue was in a trance, almost instinctively drawn into this question of right and wrong, forgot... forgot?

forgot what?Master, every word, every frown, every smile, he never dared to forget, let alone forget.

see man's eyes

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