Palace Lord, he just wants to be beautiful

The red silk tent is warm, playing with mandarin ducks in dreams.

On the Babu bed carved from mahogany, the veil brushed over the tip of the nose, making it numb and itchy.

Tang Huan opened his eyes suddenly, and a leaf-green butterfly came into view, flapped its thin wings and circled down, as if it had landed beside him.

Immediately, a muffled groan sounded in his ear, Tang Huan turned his head, his confusion turned into a daze, and gradually turned into surprise, "...you didn't go to the boundary?"

"Boundary?"

The peach blossom eyes blinked lightly, the long but not curled eyelashes were like butterfly wings, the ebony eyes were no longer cold, as he looked at Tang Huan with such dewy eyes, he was a little puzzled and felt indescribably fragile feel.

Yan Fei shook her head, and asked back: "Isn't the palace master going to undo the immobilization technique on me?"

This sentence is a bit familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere.

Tang Huan looked suspiciously, only to realize that Yan Fei was tied to the bed by him, like a fish on the case that was about to be ravaged, or a lively mermaid.

The knot was tied too tight, and the white skin had already drawn strange red marks. Tang Huan's mouth was a little parched from the miserable appearance of the beauty who could only be manipulated by others. ", and untied the rope wrapped around Yan Fei's body.

He remembered, wasn't this the first time he saw Yan Fei.

The original owner followed the path of illusion. Tang Huan soon realized that he was in an illusion, and most of the joy in his heart dissipated. When he looked at Yan Fei in front of him, he immediately felt uncomfortable.

"...What about the sweet dream that you promised you didn't want to wake up? Did you just create a sudden death illusion for me?"

Tang Huan was speechless. Before entering Guixu Mountain, he was ready to dream back to reality, but now he was disappointed. He didn't want to stay in such an illusion for a moment. How could he talk about sinking?

"What is the palace lord talking about?" Yan Fei, who was free from restraint, rubbed his red wrist casually.

"It's nothing." Tang Huan said perfunctorily, looked at Yan Fei a few times, and suddenly reached out and pinched his face.

Not to mention, even though it's an illusion, it feels good in the hand!

The man in front of him froze suddenly, his peach blossom eyes widened, and he looked at him in astonishment.

Seeing this, Tang Huan's eyes flickered, and a wicked taste suddenly appeared in his heart. Anyway, it was just an illusion. The next second, his apricot eyes were slightly raised, and he looked down at Yan Fei and said, "Does it look good?"

"A rumor is worse than a sight."

"Heh, the number one beauty in the Three Realms is nothing more than that."

Yan Fei lowered his eyes, trying to cover the look in his eyes, but Tang Huan suddenly cupped his chin, looked at each other, and was stunned for a while.

Yan Fei didn't expect him to do this, Tang Huan thought he could catch the hidden killing intent in Yan Fei's eyes, but he didn't expect to catch a smile that hadn't restrained himself.

"why are you laughing?"

"Not smiling."

"You're obviously smiling." Tang Huan was stunned. This was different from what he had imagined. Yan Fei would not react like this.

Or, because it is a fantasy in the name of "beautiful dreams", even the villains have been transformed into good people?

Yan Fei cleared her throat, and this time she really smiled, bright and soft: "Because the Palace Mistress is right, compared with the Palace Mistress, I am not worthy of my name, and I cannot bear the title of number one beauty."

...I can't say what's weird, but it's very inconsistent.

Tang Huan stared at Yan Fei suspiciously, but the other party didn't give him a chance to explore. The plot that Tang Huan tried to avoid when he transmigrated, actually reappeared in this illusion!

Without any nonsense, Yan Fei directly stepped into the topic. Today is different from the past. After being intimate several times, Tang Huan has long since lost the vigilance he had when he first traveled.

"Get away from me!"

In the illusion, this Yan Fei was going to be completely reversed!Yan Fei was not as courageous as he was back then!

Not only that, but Yan Fei turned a deaf ear to his scolding, Tang Huan immediately threw a few spells at him, but in the end...it was useless.

When the Jue hit Yan Fei, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing any waves.

Yan Fei casually glanced at the shoulder that was hit, and seemed to be very comfortable in his words and smiles, jokingly said: "Isn't the reason why the Palace Master brought me back is for double cultivation?"

Tang Huan turned his head and scolded "bad luck", Yan Fei's smile froze slightly, a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes, just as he was about to get up, Tang Huan suddenly wrapped his arms around his neck and bit him hard.

Knowing that it was an illusion, Tang Huan was really merciless with this bite. Seeing Yan Fei's face showing pain, the depression in his heart was instantly swept away. Thinking of the rare opportunity, he chased after him and took another bite.

The well-shaped lips were bitten off, and a few drops of bright red blood leaked from the lips. Seeing this, Tang Huan smiled wryly.

"You deserve it! You are everywhere, and your ghost will linger!"

Yan Fei licked the blood on his lips, and looked at him coldly with a pair of cold eyes. It was clearly an illusion, but Tang Huan felt a little uncomfortable being watched, turned his head and shouted to the door: "Xiao Changli!"

The hallucination was located in Changhuan Palace, and he habitually called for help, but he didn't notice that Yan Fei, who was on his body, was completely stunned.

No one responded outside the house, and Tang Huan was not surprised. He didn't see Xiao Changli on the day he traveled, and Xiao Changli should not be in Changhuan Valley that day.

Even so, he was still a little disappointed, Yan Fei asked: "Who is Xiao Changli?"

While looking for a breakthrough in the illusion, Tang Huan said perfunctorily, "My father."

"..."

In the cave, there was no clue to break free from the illusion. Tang Huan caught a glimpse of the blood dripping from Yan Fei's lips, leaned over, and sucked it into his mouth without much hesitation.

It has to be said that this illusion is too real, even the smell of blood has no flaws.

Thinking in his mind, Tang Huan stared at Yan Fei's face for a while, then kneaded vigorously, and pushed him away when he was satisfied.

Don't play with this dummy anymore, it will delay his finding his father.

After he left Wuhuan Cave Mansion, the man on the bed raised his hand to touch the kneaded mark on his face, with a strange look on his face.

Yan Fei... To be precise, Xiao Changli, who was pretending to be Yan Fei, fell into deep doubts in his heart at this moment. He didn't know whether to doubt his ears or his life.

When did he become Tang Huan's father?

Xiao Changli didn't dwell on this issue for too long. Xiao Changli glanced around, surprised that Tang Huan's illusion would be this day, but it wasn't too surprising.

He gathered his clothes, licked off the blood that oozed from his lips again, and followed Tang Huan's footsteps.

The mist of Guixu Mountain cuts off the outside world, and there is no danger in the mountain.

The outside world is disturbing, and the ignorant Palace Master seems a little tired. If so, let's take a rest here for the time being.

"You actually call me daddy..."

Following Tang Huan far away, Xiao Changli couldn't help laughing again as he chewed on the title.

He was already looking forward to Tang Huan's expression after he recovered his memory.

……

At the same time, outside the illusion.

Xie Xuan really wanted to kill someone!

While diverting the aura that was continuously penetrating into Tang Huan's body, he kicked away the old tortoise who was sleeping on his back on the ground.

Tang Huan can't do anything else, death is definitely No. 1, Xie Xuan can't imagine how this idiot has survived for the past two years!

Anyone who inquired would know the situation of Guixu Mountain, but this guy really dared to plunge into it, and then fell into the illusion without any struggle. He thought that he, like everyone else, could sleep till the end of time? !

If Xie Xuan hadn't tore apart the illusion the moment he entered, and found Tang Huan following the aura fluctuations, Tang Huan would have been blown to death by the aura right now!

"I'm here to clean up the mess for you?!"

At this moment, Xie Xuan wished to cut off the people on the ground with a sword. This idiot almost fell asleep once in Changhuan Palace. Two years later, his memory is not long at all.

It would be fine if Tang Huan was someone who knew how to repay his kindness, but this guy is just a white-eyed wolf, he doesn't remember to beat or eat!

Xie Xuan was so angry that he saw Tang Huan lying on the ground like a dead man, cursing and swearing, but he still picked him up and continued walking forward.

The little monk was not affected by the illusion, and he was always on guard against Xie Xuan, who was wearing a dangerous aura. Seeing Xie Xuan pick up Tang Huan and leave, he followed with concern.

"Where are you taking him?"

"None of your shit! Get out!"

"He is going to Lingxu Temple with Pindao, you can't take him away."

"Lingxu Temple? Heck, I might as well kill this idiot now, lest he go find his own death!"

Xie Xuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with a kid, and it was because he saw Tang Huan walking with him that he didn't directly silence him.

He glanced at Daoxuan out of the corner of his eye, his eyes were extremely cold, Daoxuan keenly sensed the danger, he was very sensible and stopped making a sound, and followed them far behind.

It wasn't until he found a tree with fallen leaves that Xie Xuan stopped, put Tang Huan on the fallen leaves, and leaned against the tree trunk to sit down.

I don't know if it's because of discomfort or illusion, Tang Huan frowned slightly in his sleep, while Xie Xuan watched coldly.

After a while, Tang Huan's expression became more and more ugly, Xie Xuan gradually frowned, the corners of his mouth tightened slightly, when Tang Huan was muffled, he finally took a deep breath, and hugged him from the ground to his legs somewhat roughly On the bed, let Tang Huan rest his head on his shoulder, and lean his body limply into his arms.

"What a hassle!"

The little monk closed his eyes and recited the evil-dispelling mantra silently not far away. After returning, he wanted to ask the master, is it possible that when someone takes advantage, he likes to beat him up?

Master should answer him, the world is so big that there are no surprises.

Tang Huan's muffled groan was not because he was uncomfortable on the ground, but because he wanted to fly out of Changhuan Valley to find someone, but he bumped into the barrier on the valley, and the pain felt like reality.

"Is this blocked by the Righteous Path Alliance?" Tang Huan touched the barrier of the sky in disbelief. This illusion is too specific!

Or is it because it evolved based on his memory, so everything is the same as before?

Tang Huan turned his head and looked down, but Yan Fei didn't follow him back then!

"Palace Master, the outside world is very dangerous, and it is not appropriate to leave the valley at this time."

"Ha ha."

Tang Huan finally realized that it seemed that it was not so easy to escape from this illusion.

Even Xiao Changli had been trapped in Guixu Mountain for a month, and it really wasn't easy. If he wanted to break through the illusion, he would have to fulfill certain conditions.

For example, Dao Xin is firm and not tempted?Another example is killing all the creatures that the naked eye can see?Or simply go through this plot according to the original trajectory, showing that you don't want to sink into the illusion?

There are too many possibilities, and it is difficult for Tang Huan to judge which one is effective. He overlooked the Changhuan Palace from the sky, and was entangled in the number of disciples in the illusion, but he didn't know that he was thinking too much at the beginning.

If the illusion of Guixu Mountain was difficult to break, Xie Xuan would not be able to tear it apart in an instant, and Xiao Changli's so-called trapped month was just because he didn't want to come out.

Now that Xiao Changli has come to Guixu Mountain again, it is enough to show that he wants to stay here.

However, it is not difficult to break through the illusion, because of Xiao Changli's intervention, it is not easy to escape.

Seeing Tang Huan in a daze in the air, Xiao Changli didn't urge him anymore, but waited patiently on the ground. During this period, Zuo Hufa yawned and walked by, gave him a bad look, and he greeted him with a smile.

When Zuo Hufa shuddered and showed a hellish expression, even Xiao Changli couldn't help feeling that this psychedelic formation was enough to confuse the fake with the real.

After half a stick of incense, Tang Huan landed from mid-air, saw Yan Fei, and kneaded expressionlessly again, "Do you know how to get out?"

Xiao Changli evaded to no avail and had no choice but to give up. Tang Huan didn't use much force, and pinching and pinching turned into stroking.

"Where does the Palace Master want to go?"

"Go where you can't see your face."

"..."

Xiao Changli thought for a moment, then seriously said: "Palace Master can go to sleep, if you close your eyes, you won't be able to see me."

Without looking carefully, Xiao Changli could also see the tiredness hidden in Tang Huan's eyes. Tang Huan probably hasn't had much rest in the past two years.

He sighed softly, feeling a little distressed.

After being reminded by "Yan Fei", Tang Huan remembered another thing.

On the way to Guixu Mountain, Daoxuan once told him that the psychedelic formation of Guixu Mountain would only affect the intruders, and would not have any effect on the physical body. The so-called illusion is more like a big dream. Dream trap.

In other words, not to mention that he is sleeping here, even if he is really practicing with Yan Fei here, he doesn't have to worry about sudden death.

Tang Huan's face suddenly changed.

But just now, in order to avoid the stalkers, he ran away without controlling the distance, and rushed directly into Guixu Mountain. His body wouldn't... fall asleep, right?

The "Secret Method of Dual Cultivation" is not working, is it...?

He grabbed Yan Fei and asked the time with a pale face: "How long have I been awake?"

Xiao Changli instantly knew what he was worried about, and pondered: "About an hour."

"Hiss...!" Tang Huan gasped.

According to Yan Fei, it took about an hour from the time he fell asleep to the time when the spiritual energy in his body was filled.

...It's over, this time I'm going to die suddenly.

Tang Huan wanted to cry but had no tears. He took all precautions and forgot to guard himself. Now he can only rely on the establishment of "died at the hands of Yan Fei", or whether Xiao Changli, who was in Lingxu Temple Sensing the fluctuation of spiritual energy, he came to save his life.

Xiao Changli watched his expression change back and forth, and thought it was very interesting, but after a while, Tang Huan realized that he was worrying too much, so he didn't say any more.

The "Yan Fei" in the illusion is just a distraction of Xiao Changli. At this time, his body is returning to the Ruins Mountain, his eyes are piercing through the clouds and the void, watching Xie Xuan's every move from a distance.

Tang Huan's sleeping posture is very obedient, and he looks even more obedient when he is held in his arms.

Xiao Changli stared silently for a long time, the emotions in his eyes gradually faded, and finally he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I don't think it's time yet, but soon.

These "furnaces" are almost useless.

In the illusion, "Yan Fei"'s eyes were in a trance for a moment, and soon she came back to her senses, and led Tang Huan, who still didn't know her way, back to Wuhuan Cave Mansion.

A person who is about to die can only accept his fate, Tang Huan is indeed a little tired, and the night is getting dark at this time, he is a little drowsy when he touches the bed.

There is nothing to guard against the dummy in the illusion, and "Yan Fei" is directly regarded as a tool man by him, a pillow he uses when falling asleep.

It's not that his purpose is impure, but that every time he sleeps in the past two years, he is almost always held in someone's arms, and he is not used to having to sleep by himself suddenly.

Just like that, Xiao Changli was forced to lie beside Tang Huan, allowing him to squeeze into his arms.

Tang Huan's delicate nose twitched, sniffed at his chest, and sighed, "It's amazing... even the taste is exactly the same."

Xiao Changli quietly looked at the night sky revealed through the window, and asked casually, "What's the smell?"

Tang Huan said with disgust: "The smell of rotten heart."

Xiao Changli smiled and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Tang Huan snorted, his mouth was harsh, but the tip of his nose stuck closer, in the light fragrance, he fell asleep not long after.

When I woke up again, it was no longer ten hours later, the morning light outside the house was faint, and it was the morning when the air was the freshest.

This time, he woke up earlier than "Yan Fei". Tang Huan lay down and enjoyed the morning sun for a while, regretting that he couldn't break free from the illusion, and thankful that he didn't seem to be supported to death by the spiritual energy.

The man next to him was sleeping soundly. Knowing that it was just a phantom, Tang Huan's eyes gradually turned over, silently watching his sleeping appearance.

The world has been in chaos recently, and Yu Chuyang also traveled to the world with Feng Ling Xianzun. Before parting, Yan Fei suddenly told him that Yu Chuyang had suffered from madness. Could it be that Yu Chuyang had already been reborn?

"The four sword spirits are born, and they should be reborn."

If this is the case, then the next Three Realms will completely become a stage for protagonists and villains.

Yan Fei's move to increase his power in the land will definitely succeed, but I'm afraid it won't go very smoothly.

Once Yu Chuyang is reborn, male supporting actors from all walks of life will spring up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, and share the same hatred with the protagonist. Yan Fei made Yu Chuyang such a scumbag in his previous life, and he will have good fruit to eat in the future.

Tang Huan stared at the sleeping "Yan Fei", slandering in his heart that he deserved it, the scumbag must die.

Thinking about it this way, he found that the time of the illusion was not bad. Everything had just begun, nothing had happened, and nothing would happen.

Time stops here, and it seems to be good.

This illusion can really confuse people, and even the double cultivators will not die. Is this another way of Heaven against him?

Just when Tang Huan watched "Yan Fei" thinking wildly, he was caught off guard, the other party opened his eyes, and asked with a half-smile, "Is it pretty?"

Just like Tang Huan's tone of questioning yesterday.

Tang Huan's expression froze, he was choked by a dummy, and after a long while, he managed to say: "Tell, hear, no, like, one, see."

As long as this face speaks, no matter whether it is Yan Fei, Xiao Cui or the dummy in front of him, they can wake up for a second.

Tang Huan called the fake palace man outside the house and ordered him to take him to Changhuan Palace. According to his memory two years ago, Xiao Changli held a meeting in Changhuan Palace the day after Yan Fei was captured.

Before Zuo Hufa came to call, Tang Huan went to Changhuan Palace by himself. Yan Fei didn't follow him when he walked out of the cave, and he ignored it.

On that day two years ago, he was the last one to arrive at the Changhuan Palace, but this time he arrived early, and the disciples of the Changhuan Palace had not yet come. As soon as he appeared, the Changhuan Palace was immediately silent.

Hundreds of Changhuan Palace disciples all lowered their heads and dared not look at him. They even breathed cautiously. Looking at some familiar faces in the crowd, Tang Huan was filled with emotion, and wondered if these people were still alive outside.

On the main hall, Xiao Changli stood holding a fan, washing like willows in the spring moon, as always like bathing in the spring breeze.

He looked at Tang Huan with a smile in his eyes, and called out in a warm voice, "Palace Master."