"Qin Lingyu" and "Jun Xiaomo" had no choice but to hurriedly raise their swords to block, but Ye Xiuwen, who had hatred in his heart, became more and more fierce as he fought. In contrast, "Qin Lingyu" and "Jun Xiaomo" were at a disadvantage due to their unfavorable start. "The sword danced in his hand became increasingly useless.
Soon, "Qin Lingyu"'s throat was cut by Ye Xiuwen with a sword. Scarlet blood sprayed out from "Qin Lingyu's" throat and splashed all over the floor.
"Qin Lingyu" opened his eyes wide, as if he didn't expect that he would die so simply.
Correspondingly, outside the illusion, a red flower that was much larger than the one next to it gradually withered. Next to it, there was another red flower that was as big as it, shriveled and nothing. Spirit.
"Senior Brother Ye! I am a junior sister. Do you want to kill me too?!" "Jun Xiaomo" also suffered a lot of injuries and lost a companion. There is not much chance that she can survive in the illusion. Survive.
"Jun Xiaomo" was anxious and could only reveal his identity.
This time, she got it right. Ye Xiuwen came to her and stopped.
Junior sister? Yes, she is the daughter of the master and his wife...
Ye Xiuwen had deep respect for both Jun Linxuan and Liu Qingmei, so he naturally didn't want to make these two people who were so kind to him sad.
Ye Xiuwen withdrew his sword. Although there was still cold ice in his eyes, the murderous intention towards "Jun Xiaomo" had faded away.
Forget it, she was not the culprit who killed Xiao Mo. Ye Xiuwen turned around and planned to leave - he wanted to seek revenge from the rest of the people, especially the national master of Lie Yan Kingdom!
Behind Ye Xiuwen, "Jun Xiaomo"'s eyes flashed, and she was ready to change to another illusion to inspire the despair in this prey's heart.
However, she would never have such a chance. Just when she was about to take action, the real Jun Xiaomo found her true body - a particularly large red flower, and uprooted it.
Jun Xiaomo looked at the particularly large red flower in his hand, with a large bunch of particularly large pimple fruits hanging from it. He nodded and said with satisfaction: "This bunch of flowers is enough for Senior Brother Ye's treatment, and it looks like The grade is quite high, and the success rate of alchemy is also higher."
Even flowers of the same species have different grades. Flowers like this one with basic spiritual intelligence are naturally of higher grade, have better medicinal effects, and are more valuable.
Yes, pimple fruits can be sold for money, and the price is quite high, but few people can get out of the illusion created by these little red flowers, so there are very few for sale in the market.
Jun Xiaomo took the bunch of pimple fruits back into his storage ring and continued digging for pimple fruits.
"By the way, where are Brother Ye, the First Prince and Xiaotuanzi?..." Jun Xiaomo frowned and thought in distress.
"Ah-" In the fantasy, Ye Xiuwen only heard a sharp and painful cry from behind him. As soon as he turned around, he saw "Jun Xiaomo" suddenly exploded into powder and disappeared into the air.
"Xiao Mo?" After all, she was his junior sister, and Ye Xiuwen couldn't help but watch her die. He walked back to the yard quickly, and as a result, he didn't see any trace of "Jun Xiaomo" at all.
Not only was "Jun Xiaomo" missing, but also the body of "Qin Lingyu" was missing.
"What's going on?!" Ye Xiuwen frowned, and his first thought was: Could it be the master's fault
However, he soon found the answer - the scenery around him began to distort, and a vast mist covered the courtyard, just like before he came to this courtyard.
The word "illusion" suddenly popped into Ye Xiuwen's mind.
Ye Xiuwen had also seen descriptions of illusions in books, but he did not connect everything here with illusions.
It can only be said that there is a big difference between reality and theory. Only people who have experienced these things will be wary of them.
Just when Ye Xiuwen realized that he was in an illusion, the white mist surrounding him finally began to dissipate...
"Brother Ye?!" A familiar voice sounded not far in front of Ye Xiuwen, with the joy of being reunited.
Xiaomo…
Ye Xiuwen recognized the other party's voice almost instantly, and his heartbeat skipped half a beat, and then started beating quickly again -
really! Xiaomo is not dead!
For the first time, Ye Xiuwen felt a feeling similar to "gratitude" towards that damn "illusion". At least, it wasn't true, it was just an illusion.
"Brother Ye...?" The voice sounded closer, and there seemed to be a hint of hesitation.
No wonder Jun Xiaomo still hesitated after seeing Ye Xiuwen. Everything she encountered in the illusion just now made her not sure that she was in reality now.
What's more, she hadn't seen Senior Brother Ye just now, so why did Senior Brother Ye appear here when she turned around
What Jun Xiaomo doesn't know is that a person trapped in the illusion cannot be seen by others. Only when he leaves the illusion can he be seen by people in reality - this is a kind of formation similar to principle.
Therefore, when Ye Xiuwen escaped from the illusion, he would suddenly appear behind Jun Xiaomo.
Ye Xiuwen stood upright with his eyes tightly closed. It was only now that he slowly opened his eyes.
Strong sunlight shone into his eyes, and a petite figure appeared in front of Ye Xiuwen.
Ye Xiuwen immediately recognized the Tsing Yi that the other party was wearing—
"Xiao Mo!" Ye Xiuwen took a few strides forward and pulled Jun Xiaomo into his arms!
"Ye...Brother Ye?" Jun Xiaomo's ears turned red.
The cold aura on Ye Xiuwen's body made her realize that this must be his senior brother.
But...but senior brother, isn't this too enthusiastic? Why does it feel like I haven’t seen each other for hundreds of years...
The temperature on Jun Xiaomo's ears also burned her face and neck. She felt that her heartbeat was also fast, but she couldn't understand why.
Slowly and hesitantly, Jun Xiaomo gently hugged Ye Xiuwen back and patted him behind him, as if to comfort him.
"I... I'm fine..." Jun Xiaomo stammered.
She felt that the only thing that could make Ye Xiuwen express his emotions so much was that maybe Ye Xiuwen was afraid of something unexpected happening to him, right
Ye Xiuwen's eyes were bloodshot, and he almost tried his best to suppress the panic, palpitations, fear, and other emotions in his heart.
"Well, we're all fine." Ye Xiuwen stroked the "little boy's" hair, and after a long time, he let Jun Xiaomo go.
At this time, Jun Xiaomo's face was already like cooked shrimp skin, and his fair skin was tinged with red blood.
Jun Xiaomo lowered her head, so Ye Xiuwen didn't see her clearly, but "Yao Mo's" red neck and ears clearly told Ye Xiuwen that she was... shy.
Ye Xiuwen thought and raised the "little boy's" chin with his index finger knuckle.
Jun Xiaomo didn't realize that his senior brother would treat him in such a "frivolous" manner, and looked back blankly.
The moment he saw "Yao Mo"'s face clearly, Ye Xiuwen became even more dumbfounded than Jun Xiaomo—
Standing in front of him, there was no "little boy", it was obviously a junior sister in Tsing Yi!