Mozun was attacked by fake crying bag

After Ji Xuan couldn't help yawning again, Huo Wuyan finally said: "Your state is not right."

This kind of sleepiness of Ji Xuan should not exist in a cultivator. His current state looks no different from that of ordinary mortals.

"It's not right." Ji Xuan sighed, "I dreamed about the past."

Under Huo Wuyan's slightly puzzled eyes, Ji Xuan continued: "I haven't had a dream for many years, but it's a little different now, it wants to let me sleep."

"it?"

"A mirror that reads my memory."

Huo Wuyan is not a stupid person, Ji Xuan just said here and he can think of several possibilities following Ji Xuan's words, logically speaking, what ordinary people are most concerned about is what Ji Xuan dreamed, and the mirror treats Ji Xuan like this. Is it harmful, or maybe how they should leave here, but Huo Wuyan raised another point with a clear mind, "Then we were watched by it before, okay?"

After a few breaths of silence, Ji Xuan gave Huo Wuyan an answer, "The mirror is just a dead thing."

Before Huo Wuyan could speak, Ji Xuan lowered his eyes first, his eyes full of displeasure, "Shouldn't Lord Mozun care about my safety first?"

"Concerned, so does this affect you? This seat has found a way to leave this mirror."

Ji Xuanjing waited to speak later, but Huo Wuyan had already stopped talking, as if he didn't intend to continue.

Ji Xuanqiang propped up his sleepy eyes, and said, "Since we have found a way, why doesn't Master Mozun leave this mirror space?"

Giving Huo Wuyan's identity in the mirror was really humiliating Huo Wuyan, and the other party was able to endure it, which further convinced Ji Xuan that Huo Wuyan was a ruthless character, how could ordinary people be so flexible.

"I'm waiting for you."

"wait for me?"

"Waiting for you to ask me to take you out." Huo Wuyan said such flamboyant words in an indifferent tone, which actually brought out a bit of condescending superiority.

Ji Xuan, who was already a little unconscious due to drowsiness, found some clarity in his mind when he heard this, and after a moment of stunned, he laughed, "Brother Mozun, you have learned badly." There was still a hint of lightness in his words smile.

This kind of words should be said by Ji Xuan, not Huo Wuyan, but when the other party said it, it was inexplicably suitable. At least Ji Xuan not only did not feel disgusted after hearing it, but also wanted to overwhelm the other party and let the other party be condescending Looking at the thin red of lust in his eyes, listening to the other's unbearable gasping.

"Damn." Ji Xuan closed his eyes and said this sentence almost vaguely.

"Angry? Just teasing you, so casual." Huo Wuyan's deep voice moved a little closer.

Ji Xuan still didn't open his eyes.He murmured softly: "I feel..."

Huo Wuyan only heard a little gasp, and when he put his ear closer, he heard Ji Xuan's unfinished words, "I seem to be poisoned."

Huo Wuyan was slightly taken aback, firstly he was surprised that Ji Xuan would be poisoned right under his nose, and secondly he realized that this poisoning might not refer to real poisoning, but it was a pity that Ji Xuan had another poisoning soon after saying this. fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know if it was Ji Xuan's fight against drowsiness, or because he didn't have a good rest in the past few days. After observing the other person's face so closely, Huo Wuyan noticed the faint blue and black under Ji Xuan's eyes. In front of the faint dark circles under the eyes, Huo Wuyan leaned over and kissed under the shadow cast by the eyelashes.

Gently, like kissing some fragile jewelry.

"Small poor."

The man's deep and sexy voice quickly dissipated in this huge space, as if it never existed.

Huo Wuyan didn't do anything else, just looked at Ji Xuan's sleeping face thoughtfully, for a long time, when the sound of rain hitting the ground was heard outside.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock, not only does not give people a sense of peace, but makes people feel tense just by hearing it.

Ji Xuan didn't know how long he had been asleep, but when he woke up, he heard a muffled thunder from the sky, and when he looked up, he saw a blinding flash of lightning through the gap in the heavy curtains.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, got up from the bed suddenly, and came to the window barefoot, pulling aside the curtains eagerly with his hands, and happened to see a white-purple lightning through the glass that seemed to split the sky in half, densely packed into lines The rain fell from the sky, and under the reflection of the lightning, it didn't look like rain, but more like knives falling from the sky.

Thunderstorms, lightning and thunder, happened to be his least favorite weather.

"It's raining." Ji Xuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and said softly.

"Well, it's raining." Huo Wuyan, who was sitting not far away reading a book, responded.

Ji Xuan looked back, the mocking smile on his lips restrained.

Seeing under the warm light, Huo Wuyan's fingers casually scratched across a page of the book, Ji Xuan took a closer look, this book was nothing else, it was the book that Ji Xuan read at Hei Qiangwei when he bought Huo Wuyan. It is a magic book, which records many obscure and difficult ancient magics, a book that even serious magicians don't like to read, but Huo Wuyan actually read it with relish.

Huo Wuyan closed the book, put it on the table casually, approached Ji Xuan, and put a piece of clothing on him under Ji Xuan's complicated eyes.

While tightening his clothes, he touched Ji Xuan's cold hands, and simply picked him up from the ground, and put him back on the bed. Ji Xuan was very cooperative along the way, until he came to the quilt that was still stained with his body temperature. Then he relaxed his tense face and asked, "When did the rain start?"

"It's almost noon." Huo Wuyan burst out a time.

After hearing this answer, Ji Xuan couldn't hold back, and laughed, thinking that he reacted too much, but he didn't expect to actually do this.

He was calm and calm, and under Huo Wuyan's worried eyes, he smiled and said: "Master Mozun, isn't he curious about what I dreamed about?"

Huo Wuyan didn't say anything, but his gaze already expressed his curiosity.

Ji Xuan smiled mysteriously, "I dreamed about what happened when I died."

"Then why did you die before you seized the house?"

With a roar, the rain outside suddenly increased, and the sound of the rain hitting the ground became rapid and violent.

Ji Xuan blinked playfully, and cunning flashed in his eyes, "Master Mozun just needs to know what dream I had, and I'm afraid it's not suitable to say the specifics."

Huo Wuyan wanted to ask, but Ji Xuan didn't want to say any more.

Looking at the thunderstorm outside, Ji Xuan said silently: "I think I understand."

After putting on his clothes, he methodically began to break through the mirror image illusion. This mirror image that was so real that it was almost as if they came to this world suddenly shattered. Looking at the magic continent in front of him, it was just a mirror. The only difference was the mirror. There was a huge crack on it, and countless tiny cracks spread along that crack.

This land with black sea water seems to exist only for the mirror. After the mirror was broken, the sea water returned to the color of the deep sea again, and the previous mirror also disappeared after the sea water changed back to its original color.

The flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, the flower is not a flower, and the fog is not a fog. It is not known whether this mirror image really existed, or whether the two were a hallucination caused by a delusion.

Ji Xuan somewhat knew the cause and effect, rather than saying that they were teleported to this ghost place, it would be better to say that the mirror in the deep sea felt his presence.Pull him here by force.

"I also said how we came here, and now it seems that I have dragged down Lord Mozun."

Huo Wuyan didn't respond, he was still very concerned about why a powerful person like Ji Xuan was able to perish physically.

How could Ji Xuan not know what the other party meant, but he just didn't say anything, hanging on to the other party, he didn't even know what secret Huo Wuyan had, so it would really not be worthwhile to confess all his secrets.

Ji Xuan is not a businessman, but he also knows the principle of equal exchange.

Ying Muci intentionally kept Huo Wuyan behind, but Ji Xuan's communication talisman sent them directly to the weird mirror, and then passed through a mirrored space, and when they came out again, the sea was unexpectedly calm.

Ji Xuan flickered a little fish demon who had just grown up, and almost tricked the little fish demon into following him. From the illogical words of the other party, he managed to understand why the sea was so calm—a big man came in the sea. .

The two looked at each other, neither of them bothering to find out who is worthy of Ying Muci's personal reception.

It's good if there's nothing blocking it, Huo Wuyan and Ji Xuan came out of the sea very quickly, and they happened to meet a large group of people.

Eight beautiful women carried a small sedan chair with a gorgeous roof. The sedan chair was exquisite and beautiful, and there were jade tassels hanging on the corners of the sedan chair cover. From the layers of white gauze around the sedan chair, one could faintly see a white-clothed woman inside. Xue's girl, just the blurred figure alone is enough for people to judge her as a beauty.

Ji Xuan slightly sighed his own dog luck amidst the lingering scent of the fairy voice.

He could pretend that he didn't see it, and turned his head to leave. Unfortunately, Ji Xuan knew the person not far from the sedan chair very well.

Bai Rong, the chief disciple of Hehuan Sect.

Bai Rong's handsome and bookish face was taken aback for a moment, then he raised his eyebrows upwards, smiling with crooked eyebrows, and said very gently: "Eldest brother."

The young man with red lips and white teeth smiled softly and tenderly like a spring breeze, and looked straight at Ji Xuan.

Ji Xuan's eyebrows twitched, only feeling the chill of the autumn wind, and sure enough, the group of Hehuan Sect disciples who were not quite sure of his identity immediately knelt down, "My lord, Young Master."

The sound was loud and deafening.

Ji Xuan: "..."

It's not necessary, he doesn't need such ostentation.

Before Ji Xuan couldn't bear to run away, the layers of veils were gently lifted by a pair of hands, the color was as flawless as white fat jade, the five fingers were long and tender, and they were painted with pearl-colored Kodan, just a pair of hands Just like a person who looks like a work of art, Ji Xuan can only think of one person—the Suzerain of Hehuan Sect, the master of his body.

The fingers only raised the curtain a little bit and then put it down again, the woman Qingyue's voice that implied laziness resounded faintly,

"Xiao Xuan, you are willing to come back. I haven't seen you for a long time, but Master misses you very much."

Ji Xuan's thoughts were spinning a thousand times, and Ji Xuan, who didn't hide his face at all, had no choice but to whisper: "Master."

Venerable Bai Yun's eyes kept falling on Huo Wuyan, but he didn't point out Huo Wuyan's identity.

He only said to Ji Xuan: "Little Ah Xuan should go back."

Knowing that there is no reason not to return to Huanzong, and Ji Xuan really intends to return to Huanzong to investigate him.

Ji Xuan nodded slightly, and before leaving, he put his ear close to Huo Wuyan, but didn't say anything, but had an instant connection, and then left with a smile, as if he had really whispered something to Huo Wuyan.

Huo Wuyan looked at the figures of Ren and the members of the Hehuan Sect going away, his brows slightly folded.

In that momentary mind-to-heart connection, Ji Xuan said: "I died on a rainy night."