Mozun was attacked by fake crying bag

There was no reply immediately, when Ji Xuan poked the contract with his soul, Huo Wuyan said: "Don't refuse."

Ji Xuan was puzzled, and vaguely knew an answer in his heart, and soon a gust of wind blew past, Ji Xuan felt as if he was being embraced by the wind, and before the wind passed away, a light kiss fell on Ji Xuan's cheek.

It was a very gentle touch, but Ji Xuan was very clear that it was a kiss.

Ji Xuan's cheeks, which were still full of anger at first, burned, and then became hotter and hotter, and even couldn't hold back a syllable that turned from embarrassment into anger.

Fang Jian soon discovered Ji Xuan's abnormality, and was frightened by the other party's flushed cheeks. She first felt it with her hands, and then asked with concern: "What's wrong with you, Fellow Daoist Ji?" .

Ji Xuan covered his face with one hand, and waved the other casually, "It's okay."

He was just being molested.

Ji Xuan originally thought that Huo Wuyan would wait for him to leave the stage before putting into action what he just said, but he never expected that the other party would turn his spirit into a ray of breeze and hug Ji Xuan so recklessly.

After being uncomfortable at the beginning, Ji Xuan restrained the enthusiasm on his face, and quickly thought of a question, asking: "Brother Mozun also met other people just now, didn't he?"

Huo Wuyan seemed to be laughed at by Ji Xuan's brain circuit, and chuckled lightly. The voice that Ji Xuan liked didn't directly tell Ji Xuan the answer, but said: "Why don't you guess."

Ji Xuan chose not to guess, since Huo Wuyan said so, it must be because he has never been in contact with other people.

He and Huo Wuyan are actually a good match. If he is a bit emotionally clean and can't accept impure feelings, then Huo Wuyan is probably a bit of a physical cleanliness. The other party has never liked physical contact with people, even The meeting with Ji Xuan to this point was all due to an accident.

Probably because he is too aware of this point, even Huo Wuyan in Ji Xuan's illusion has no close contact with others. After all, if it is true that what Ji Xuan is most afraid of, it must not only be that Huo Wuyan doesn't like him. On the premise that he likes him, he should be more afraid of Huo Wuyan's empathy, but there is no such thing in the illusion, which is why Ji Xuan's subconscious feels that even if Huo Wuyan is tired of him, it is impossible to just casually Fall in love with someone else.

Seeing that Ji Xuan's mental state had recovered, Huo Wuyan turned his gaze to Mengming City not far from him.

Meng Mingcheng had already run to Huo Wuyan's side when Huo Wuyan asked him about the content of the follow-up assessment, and tried to chat with Huo Wuyan before, seeing that Huo Wuyan only wanted to see his little lover, If you don't want to talk to him, you don't want to humiliate yourself.

Huo Wuyan suddenly gave him a cold look, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked without squinting: "What?"

"Half fool, this illusion of yours scares the kids." Huo Wuyan was expressionless, but dissatisfaction was concealed in his tone.

Meng Mingcheng, who had a gloomy face and eyes on the water mirror, looked back at Huo Wuyan, his eyes were full of subtlety, "Beiyou, I'm afraid you might have misunderstood your little lover."

Meng Mingcheng believed anyone who was scared, and said that Ji Xuan, who dared to threaten him, and was not even pulled into empathy by his illusion, was scared. What a joke, this kid just planned to forcefully do something to his illusion, Meng Mingcheng couldn't know what was coming out of the illusion, but he could feel that the other party was thrown out by the illusion. He must have done something to scare the illusion and throw people out.

Meng Mingcheng deliberately refuted, asking Huo Wuyan to figure out what his little lover really looked like, but he took it back when he got to his lips.

Meng Mingcheng's eyes flashed, and one of the pupils turned into a peculiar silver-gray at that moment. The silver eyes swept across the water mirror at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to catch, and then said: "Beiyou, I'm really curious about your child's life. What illusion did you see?"

Meng Mingcheng is right next to Huo Wuyan, and other people may not be able to feel Meng Mingcheng's small movements, but Huo Wuyan, who is already in the period of crossing the catastrophe, can easily detect it.

His tone was cold, "You explored Ji Xuan's illusion."

Meng Mingcheng shook his head, and then took a sip of spiritual tea, "Although I have left a passage for myself in this fantasy book, it was lost by that dog Bailiwen before, and now I just communicated with the fantasy world and understood it. What just happened."

There was excitement on Meng Mingcheng's world-weary face, and he said persuasively: "Beiyou, don't you wonder what your child is most afraid of? And what did he do that made the deity's little illusion unbearable?" Throw him out."

"Not interested." Huo Wuyan coldly blocked back all Meng Mingcheng's unfinished words.

Meng Mingcheng was not discouraged when he didn't get the answer he wanted. He put his head on one hand and said softly: "If you are interested someday, you can come and ask this deity. It is indeed very interesting."

"It's because I haven't urged you to study the Taoist contract recently, are you too idle?" Huo Wuyan cast a cold glance at Meng Mingcheng, like a sharp cold knife, piercing the bone.

Meng Mingcheng recalled the years when he was dominated by the Taoist couple's contract, and his expression was as if he had swallowed several flies, "Beiyou, don't mention it, it will affect our relationship."

"There is no affection between us."

"How can there be such a cold-hearted person like you? We have known each other for so many years, aren't we still friends?"

"If you can't figure out how to break the Taoist couple's contract, you don't need to study it for now, and you can return this favor later."

"The deity thought that the deity had already returned it." Meng Mingcheng's tone was a little unlovable.

"Do you think you have helped me?"

"..."

Owing favors to Huo Wuyan is one of the things Meng Mingcheng regrets the most in the past hundreds of years.

Try Sendai.

As soon as Ji Xuan came out, he found that there were only Fang Jian and himself in the huge square. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. Zifang Jian was firm, but in the end, both of them had been out for a while, but those people hadn't come out yet.

Fang Jian was also quite uneasy waiting, and asked Ji Xuan, "Fellow Daoist Ji, do you think we performed too poorly and were thrown out early, or did they have some other hidden competition?"

"What do you think?" Ji Xuan said lightly, but his mental power was dishonestly trying to explore in the illusion.

Fang Jian wanted to cry but had no tears, "I just asked you because I didn't know."

Ji Xuan looked surprised, "Why don't you know, you think I know, and I just came out."

Ji Xuan's expression was very innocent, as if Fang Jian who suddenly came to ask himself such a question was very unreasonable.

The unreasonable Fang Jian: "..."

Can't the monks have a brief discussion after the assessment?But looking at Ji Xuan's appearance, he probably walked out of the psychological shadow of the Taoist couple wanting to reconcile with him.

Fang Jian patted Ji Xuan's shoulder sympathetically, "Although fellow Taoist Ji Xuan, you don't speak well, but you really don't need to care too much about the illusion before, it's just some illusory things."

Ji Xuan gave Fang Jian a weird look, where did this sudden statement come from?

Fang Jian completely misunderstood what Ji Xuan meant, and thought that Ji Xuan was moved by his actions, and was about to give Ji Xuan a hug from a friend to comfort him, but the keenness of the little animal made him suddenly feel a chill , the biting coldness made Fang Jian shiver suddenly.

Fang Jian didn't understand why, but he didn't touch Ji Xuan again.

Ji Xuan also kindly explained to Fang Jian, "The reason why Yang Yanshan and others haven't come out yet is probably because this last level tests not only what monks fear most, but also other things. The monks naturally have a stronger Dao heart, but just because the years of life are too long, there will always be some hard things to let go of."

This is especially referring to Yang Yanshan and Xuanyuan Qi. The complex relationship between these two people can definitely be a thorn in the way between the two. Maybe their illusions are all related to each other. Such two people who are incompatible with each other, what will they see in the illusion? , it really makes people curious, but it is a pity that even if Ji Xuan probes into the spiritual power, he still cannot detect what is in the illusion.

If he wanted to force it, he would probably alarm the person who set up this whole illusion.

This illusion was not constructed by one person, but was completed by several individuals, and these people supervised each other, so that the illusion seen by those who participated in the assessment would not be seen by others.

The water mirror that Huo Wuyan and the others are looking at now is probably quite boring, after all, Huo Wuyan and the others can't read the content of their illusion.

At this time, the outside world was already slanting with the setting sun, and Ji Xuan liked the feeling of being bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun. He probably knew that he would not be able to wait for anyone for a while, so he closed his eyes and took a nap.

Soon the first person besides Ji Xuan and Fang Jian appeared.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, a young man dressed in black appeared outside the illusion. The young man had a beautiful appearance, and his skin was so delicate that there was no pore. This sudden appearance in the setting sun was extraordinarily bright and eye-catching.

After Yang Yanshan came out, blood was still dripping drop after drop from his hand, and a small pool of blood soon gathered around him, but his mouth still had a slight curve, a little relaxed Even a happy smile, when he saw Ji Xuan and Fang Jian, he nodded to them.

Fang Jian hid behind Ji Xuan in horror, what the hell, Yang Yanshan smiled at them just now.

Someone once said that Yang Yanshan was Yan Luo with a smiling face, and that this person always killed people while laughing. Of course, this was just a rumor.

Compared with Fang Jian's fright, Ji Xuan was much more stable, the corners of his lips curled up, and he also smiled politely at others.

"Fellow Daoist Yang seems to be in a pretty good mood."

"Fortunately, this illusion is quite interesting, and it made me think a little bit about it."

"Then congratulations." Ji Xuan said generously.

The sleeves were pulled, making Ji Xuan slightly look back at Fang Jian.

Fang Jian winked at Ji Xuan: Don't ask, this person loves to go crazy the most after losing too much blood.

Seeing Fang Jian's appearance of being very afraid of Yang Yanshan, Ji Xuan couldn't help but find it funny. Didn't this person admire him before, but now he is so cowardly when he sees the right master.

Fang Jian's thoughts moved slightly, and she understood Ji Xuan's meaning strangely, and quietly sent a voice transmission to Ji Xuan, "Although I think he is very handsome and powerful, but forget it in front of him, his reputation is really good. It's scary, you said he's bleeding so much now, should we get him some pills? Will he get angry and kill us?"

Ji Xuanyou reminded: "It's still the Orthodox Demon Conference."

"Ah, yes, he definitely wouldn't do it directly at the demon-rectification conference. Isn't the illusion that it can't be injured? How did he get injured?"

"If you don't want to guess, what did he get out of?" Ji Xuan reminded again.

This time Fang Jian really understood a little bit, relying on destroying the body to maintain a moment of clarity, this is too cruel to herself!

Several people continued to wait outside, and soon the female cultivator of Linghe Palace also came out. After a brief greeting with the few people outside, she asked whether Yang Yanshan needed to treat the wound.

Yang Yanshan raised his eyes, but he was not as angry as Fang Jian imagined, "It's okay, it's useless for me to take pills, it will be fine later."

The female cultivator of Linghe Palace had a shallow friendship with Yang Yanshan, so she didn't say anything more.

Several people continued to wait. After waiting for a long time, even Elder Wen and the other two people who entered the exit behind them came out, and Xuanyuan Qi was late.

Xuanyuan Qi immediately swept over everyone on the field, fixed his gaze on Yang Yanshan, and was about to say something, when Yang Yanshan, who was leaning on a stone pillar with a drop of blood dripping from his hand from time to time, stood up.

Xuanyuan Qi thought that Yang Yanshan didn't want to see him, but when he saw the young man whose long eyelashes were slightly wet with sweat, and even his breathing was a little disturbed, he said, "Forget what I said before, I can't let it go."