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Under the vaguely condemning eyes of the crowd, the situation in the illusion has changed again.
Lin Lang swept her eyes, just in time to see "myself" staggering over and throwing herself into the cold sword repairer's chest. With trembling fingers, she stuck into his lapel and walked over his chest. With her face up, she softly flattered the man's neck and Adam's apple with her lips, even the harsh winter couldn't resist the blazing spring.
The entanglement between beauty and sword is intense and provocative.
The faces of the bosses became hot again.
It's over, this is another lively romantic drama.
So they looked at Lin Lang even more blatantly - look at how many people you have harmed!
Lin Lang remained calm as usual.
Anyway, the illusion is an illusion, and it has nothing to do with me.
Suddenly someone screamed.
This time it was even more exciting.
The palm of the white-clothed swordsman caressed "Lin Lang"'s shoulders, rubbing his ears and temples like a sympathizer, and gradually touched her neck, and then...
"Crack."
Cracked throat.
This was not enough, the seven orifices of "Lin Lang" burst at the same time, and blood gushed out, and most of Jianxiu's Sheng Xue's white clothes were dyed red in an instant.
From a lustful erotic drama to a horrific homicide.
He really deserves to be the cruel and merciless Father of Heaven.
The woman still put one hand on his chest, she opened her eyes in disbelief, and the fairy face of her lover's delicate bones and bones was reflected in it - who would have thought that the heart of a fairy is cold and merciless! The woman swallowed her breath unwillingly, and slid down from him softly, the bloodstains winding all the way, which was particularly shocking.
Jianxiu watched this scene with cold eyes. He glanced at the person on the snow, and after confirming that she was dead, he stretched out his hand and slowly pulled back the clothes that had slipped down his arm. His finger bones are slender, and his posture when dressing is very good-looking. Compared with the blushes of all the female nuns, Linlang thinks of Tiandao's father trembling every time he unbuttons the jade belt around her waist, pure and clumsy, she occasionally meets his When he held his hands, his palms were sweaty.
She was slightly distracted, and suddenly felt a cold face.
Tiandao's father in the mirror "looked" at her blankly.
The other party's brows were stained with a touch of bright red, like grains of cinnabar, which set off a bit of inexplicable evil on his stern face.
Everyone's hearts were beating wildly, and they always felt that the master in white in the mirror knew they were peeping, so he used his eyes to warn them.
They were thinking about how to remedy it, when Mingjing was covered with heavy snow and completely darkened.
Then the Lord came back.
The master in white clothes still had the appearance of a spotless exiled fairy, his brows and eyes were cold and indifferent, and Lin Lang didn't even glance at him.
Everyone watched their noses and noses, and their noses watched their hearts, and they didn't intend to get involved at all.
They can be regarded as seeing that Jing Hongxian, who has the reputation of being the number one beauty in the cultivation world, is definitely not enough to be a beauty in front of the Heavenly Demon Empress. Not to mention the Supreme, he also harmed the leader of the Sword Gate of Gaoling Zhihua.
They said it's no wonder, although the Human Gate, the Immortal Gate and the Demon Gate had been in constant friction before, but they were all small fights, so far, it's not like it is now, the situation is the same as fire and water, and the other party will not give up until they die. The relationship has gone full circle, and the problem lies in the love between men and women.
The word love is really harmful.
Everyone was sighing, there was a new situation in the fourth mirror, and they hurriedly looked at it.
Even the patriarch of Buddhism also thought to himself, it is impossible for the demon king's illusion to be related to the empress again, right
Everyone knows that the disciples of the two families are fighting fiercely for the orthodoxness of the Demon Sect, so it's no wonder they have a good face.
A masked female cultivator stood in the camp of the free and unrestrained law. Seeing this, she couldn't help but take a step forward. The man next to her stopped her and said in a low voice, "He will be fine." Both jealous and helpless, the two are a real couple, what right does he have to be jealous
"Well, it will be fine." The nun scratched her face in embarrassment, "I was too excited."
This masked female cultivator is the heroine Lin Yanran.
Ever since Lin Lang showed off her veil to others, there has been an evil wind to cover her face in the comprehension world. Any woman who is beautiful or fair-looking will always wear a thin veil in her hand. As time goes by, everyone will not be surprised . Some people murmured that the empress was serious about covering her face, only revealing a pair of eyes, but the veils of the female cultivators were getting thinner and thinner, and their faces could be seen clearly, so it would be better not to wear them.
Lin Yanran didn't pay attention to the gazes of others, she focused all her attention on the male god.
From a selfish point of view, she was reluctant to let Yin Shiyi take risks alone, but she begged him several times and he would not let go. As a last resort, she could only blushed to find the man who had a one-night stand with her. She is still helping her in the palace, compared to others, Lin Yanran obviously trusts this mature and handsome elder.
Lin Yanran stabilized her emotions. It is obvious to all that her male god can return from nothing to the peak power in the cultivation world. If she has confidence in him, how can the little illusion trap the famous Lord Mozun? She had just finished cheering up Yin Shiyi, and then she focused on observing the plot in the mirror. When she saw another self appearing, Lin Yanran couldn't help but raised her brows happily.
She heard from the elder who is free and unrestrained, that this momentary illusion is fabricated by the other party's most desired dream, and the presentation of each scene is the echo of the other party's deepest desire.
In the illusion, the young master of the You Clan went mad on the night of his wedding and had a relationship with a human maid. Afterwards, he abandoned the bride who was waiting in the wedding room, and embarked on a journey of searching alone. During this process, the two separated and reunited, and their sadomasochistic love was deep, and finally they achieved a positive result and became a pair of enviable newlyweds.
Lin Yanran looked at her extremely sweetly, thinking that the male god is indeed sullen, with a cold surface, but he pampers her infinitely.
Soon, Emperor You in the illusion got married, and invited guests from all over the world to witness this prosperous wedding together.
Lin Yanran couldn't bear to blink, her wedding with the male god was too hasty, it would be nice to spend her eyes in the illusion.
The wedding was grand and grand, the only unusual thing was that during the "husband and wife worship", a woman in white came at the right time.
Everyone looked numb.
Yes, this woman in white is an acquaintance.
Yes, it was a coincidence that the person concerned was still standing beside them, with a nonchalant expression on his face.
The Buddhist patriarch wanted to spray Lin Lang with blood all over his face.
Could this empress be the reincarnation of the nine-tailed fox
For three consecutive episodes of the Supreme Illusion, Lin Lang has already played the leading roles in the three heroines of "Prince Aunt", "The Old Love of the Head", and "The Empress Who Robbed the Marriage". You are so brave.
Ever since the white-clothed woman appeared, Yin Shiyi's eyes hadn't come down from her body, it was freezing cold.
"What are you doing here?" He said coldly, "You are not welcome here."
Lin Yanran's heart that was strained slowly returned to the ground.
Today is different.
She thought to herself, now that the male god has seen through the vicious face of the empress, he won't fail to learn well and stumble again, right
"Lin Lang" unfolded her folding fan, and said with a touch of red lips, "I know I'm not welcome here, but at least it's my ex-fiancé, on your big day, I can't turn a blind eye or listen to it, right? I'm not as cruel as you. After all, I completely forgot about my fiancée."
She raised her eyebrows, and the end of her eyes was full of spring clouds, like a resentful little girl who hated her infatuation, "What a gentleman in rich clothes and thin clothes."
"heartless?"
He sneered, "I'm not as capable as the Empress. I can tell nonsense and jokes with my eyes open."
"Who told a joke?" She approached with her waist swaying, and under the shocked eyes of all the guests, the tip of her fan gently fiddled with the groom's embroidered skirt, "Here, I just got a double cultivation cheat book, I don't know your Excellency Are you interested in studying together?"
"Not interested." He lowered his eyelids.
"Is that so." She retracted the fan and stroked it in the palm of her hand, as if there was still warmth on it.
Everyone looked at her charming demeanor and moved their eyes away uncomfortably.
"Lin Lang" smiled at the bridegroom officer, and said, "That's really a pity, since you're not interested, then I'll go find someone else."
She casually grabbed a cup of wine, raised her little finger lightly, and drank it down in one gulp.
"This seat wishes the demons to fly together..."
The wine entered her throat, her eyes were reddened by the spicy taste, she coughed lowly, and a few wisps of transparent wine overflowed from her lips.
Yin Shiyi put his arms around the bride's shoulders, and said forcefully, "The deity and Yanran are going to entertain guests, you can do whatever you want." Then he turned and left, not wanting to look at her again.
As soon as he took a step, a warm feeling came from his fingertips.
He paused and didn't look back.
"Lin Lang" pitifully clutched one of his fingers, extremely weak, "Where am I worse than her? Why don't you want to look at me?"
Does she still know how to write the word "reflection"
Yin Shiyi turned his head impatiently, "Are you still—"
Slap.
Tears splashed on the back of his hand.
Everyone outside the mirror looked at Lin Lang strangely.
From the majestic and majestic Empress Robbery to the soft and innocent little white flower, the switch was seamless.
It always makes people feel like they have been rehearsed hundreds of times.
"Lin Lang" lowered her head, pursed her lips in grievance, a child who did something wrong. She shook the man's finger and said sobbingly, "Just, just because my breasts are not as big as hers, so you don't like me?"
Yin Shiyi's jade-like face was hot, and everyone even saw dark black scales flashing past.
"I don't!!!"
The man lost his mind, and was so angry that he even forgot to emphasize the alienated self-proclaimed "real deity".
"Lin Lang" hit the snake with the stick, and it stuck to his body all at once, pushing the bride away, making the other party very angry.
Lin Yanran outside was even more furious.
I saw that little goblin was shameless, wrapping around the man's waist in public, like a glamorous vine growing on his flesh and blood, and said softly, "Then why don't you like me? Why do you want to go with her? I'm very sad of."
Yin Shiyi's gaze darkened again.
He didn't even care about his wife who was left out in the cold, and raised his hand to grab the chin of the uninvited guest, with a bit of bloody edge in his tone, "Sad? Will you? Don't you know who betrayed first?"
"Lin Lang" was even more aggrieved, tears streaming down her cheeks, accusing him, "You were the one who ran away first!"
He froze.
In this dream that was in his own hands, it was.
"you… "
The person in front of him was full of tears, he swallowed the expulsion words unconsciously, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why are you crying, let others laugh at you."
"Then you have made me a joke in the world, why don't you let me cry? You are such a domineering heartbreaker, and sooner or later you should be cut to death." Her eyes were red, like a dog caught by a hunter. He wanted to use the most innocent and pitiful gesture in the world to win the sympathy of the few hunters.
The man who deserved to be hacked into pieces casually pulled out the handkerchief and handed it to her. Although his face was still indifferent, his attitude softened a lot, "Wipe."
She choked up and didn't take it.
What, still dislike his stuff
The coldness in Yin Shiyi's eyes deepened.
"You, you wipe it for me..." she asked Ai Ai Qiqi.
"What?"
"Lin Lang" held one of his fingers, pulled the man's entire palm up, and placed it on her cheek.
Under the palm is warm and fragrant nephrite, and Yin Shiyi rubbed it involuntarily.
Slightly hot and wet, reddish cheeks, the man's Adam's apple rolled, and he lowered his eyes in a concealed manner.
She seemed unaware of the scalding heat of his body, and continued to pester him, "Then you... go back with me. Let's practice together every day, and you can do whatever you want, okay?"
"… Shut up."
Can't she watch the occasion a little bit
"Lin Lang" immediately put on a sad and angry little look, and yelled at him, "You really think my breasts are small, and you're not superficial—"
Yin Shiyi simply put him on his shoulders and strode out of the wedding hall.
… it is as expected.
The bigwigs outside tried their best to stabilize their glances to the side.
The two parties were by their side, but none of them had the guts to seek the truth.
But the important thing now is, they can't just watch the two supreme beings sink into the illusion so that they can't wake up from a dream, right? After all, if this is the case, their combat power will be weakened, and it will be even more hopeless to deal with the ancient country. Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and finally they unanimously turned their eyes to the Buddhist patriarch for help, and the meaning was clear-you always have to be responsible for the end of the things you always do!
The patriarch of Buddhism cultivated his body and mind on weekdays, and his state of mind almost reached the point where the ancient well was calm. Unexpectedly, after entering the ancient country for a short period of time, the old man was already stimulated to the point of death. Extremely depressed and want to vomit blood.
If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have taken out the current mirror. What’s the matter
The Buddhist patriarch silently performed the 108th repentance in his heart, and then bit the bullet and said, "My Buddhist disciples have practiced 84,000 Dharma gates since childhood, and one of them is called Contemplation with Appearance. Visualize the shapes of all things in any space... "
When everyone heard this, they secretly scolded the old bald donkey.
The hidden meaning of the Buddhist patriarch was that he could send out a disciple, use the method of visualization, and send the people present directly to the illusion of Ji Wu and Yin Shiyi.
The Supreme Being is dreaming sweetly, so if you hurry up to wake him up, you won't be beaten to death, will you
Besides, if they didn't have the ability to bring the young emperor and Mozun out of the illusion, wouldn't they become eternal sinners? ! Thinking about the dynasty behind Young Emperor and Emperor Yantian, thinking about the one hundred thousand demon army behind Mozun, a pimple popped up on their backs.
Everyone was anxious and uneasy, but no one said anything.
The Buddhist patriarch also knew what they were thinking, so he looked at Lin Lang helplessly, his old face flushed slightly, and he hesitated, "Female benefactor, look, you have to tie the bell to untie it..."
Lin Lang, who was watching the play, was caught off guard and dragged into the water.
She froze for a moment, then said, "Yes."
This time it was Lin Lang's turn to avenge her personal revenge, she frowned in distress, "But I'm alone, I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it."
Everyone looked eagerly at the tall and tall Jianmen Sect Master. His cultivation base is well-deserved number one among the holy places.
Yu Wuxue gave a cold "hmm", "Get ready."
The patriarch of Buddhism nodded his head quickly as if he was granted amnesty, and instructed the disciples behind him to give a pass.
The two young monks stepped forward, raising their fingers in a mysterious gesture. Now the mirror magnifies accordingly, and a shallow vortex appears in the middle. The handsome monk performed a Buddhist salute to Lin Lang, lifted his monk's robe and stepped in.
After cheating Tiandao's father, Lin Lang was very happy to follow.
As her figure disappeared in the mirror, Yu Wuxue also stared intently into another environment.
Lin Lang went to Huangliang Yimeng of the Young Emperor.
She followed the white-clothed monk unhurriedly. Glazed tiles and red lacquer doors caught her eyes. Behind the dense phoenix-tailed bamboo, she ushered in an unusually spacious and gorgeous hall, all of which showed the dignity of the emperor in the world. and extravagance. Lin Lang walked into the sleeping hall, with sandalwood as beams, pearls as lamps, and unpacked jasper dishes and gold-footed bottles on the agarwood case.
And the intertwined clothes of men and women all over the place.
Linlang glanced at the little monk calmly, and saw a hint of red in his earlobe, which was extraordinarily beautiful and delicious.
"Young Emperor is inside the pearl curtain."
The little monk stood outside the curtain, his feet seemed to be rooted, and he couldn't walk.
He would rather die than go in.
Who knows what happened inside.
Lin Lang found it interesting and couldn't help sneering. The little monk raised his eyes in surprise, thinking of something, quickly lowered his head, honestly, and stopped looking at her.
She stretched out half of her wrist, gently fiddled with the round and clear pearl curtain, and walked in like a smoke.
A thin crocodile tent hangs on the dragon bed, woven with pieces of begonia flowers with pearly silver threads. When the wind blows outside the window, the begonia flowers all over the mountain bloom deeply and shallowly, like a soft dream of Wushan Yunmeng.
Linlang vaguely saw that a branch of crabapple just "bloomed" on the woman's snow-white back, which was particularly lively and fragrant.
With a movement of her fingertips, she slowly lifted the crocodile.
A man is sleeping with his arms around a woman.
The corner of Linlang's mouth curled up, and she reached out to pinch his nose.
The other party suddenly woke up.
"who?!"
He strangled her wrist in a rage.
When he saw the person in front of him clearly, his expression was slightly dazed.
"Is it fun?" she asked him.
Ji Wu stiffly lowered his head, looked at the sleeping person in his arms, and then at Lin Lang's unmistakable brows and eyes, he clenched his hands even tighter, almost in a questioning tone, "How did you come in?"
It turned out that he also knew that this was just a dream that would shatter at the touch of a finger.
Lin Lang still remembered the noise this guy made for her, and her tone was more indifferent than his, "Do you think I'm like you, willing to waste time in this false illusion?"
"false?"
He seemed to have heard some strange words, so he laughed out loud, and his laughter was once out of breath.
The unstoppable heaving of the man's chest awakened "Lin Lang" in the illusion, she opened her eyes, who saw Lin Lang, and froze on the spot.
The fantasy of the ancient country is true and false, Lin Lang had to "kill the killer" in Jun Wan's fantasy, only to find out that it was a ray of fragrant soul that died. She guessed that this "Lin Lang" should also be a lonely soul in the ancient country. Because he absorbed the spirit of the young emperor, he turned into a human form, and according to Ji Wu's memory, he consciously imitated Lin Lang's behavior.
In front of the real master, the counterfeit will always feel a little guilty, especially Lin Lang's soul cultivation level can directly crush her into flying ashes. "Lin Lang" shrank her head towards the young emperor's chest as if frightened, struggling to die, "Wu, who is she? Why does she look like me?"
Ji Wu finished laughing, and looked at Lin Lang with cold eyes, while gently stroking his wife's shoulder with his big palm, "It's just a ghost, don't worry, she will disappear soon."
It seems that this guy is determined not to leave.
Lin Lang said indifferently, "I'm afraid that you have a ghost in your heart, so you will take the fake as the real. Are you really not going back with me? Don't forget, you are not alone, you still have your people, your dynasty , and your father. If you really fell here, have you thought about how they should deal with themselves?"
Ji Wu seemed to want to see something from her sparkling eyes, and smiled deeply for a while.
"Here, I also have my people, my dynasty, and my father..." He put his arms around the woman's waist provocatively, "and a wife who is devoted to me."
The woman was extremely docile and lay on his chest, her cheeks were smudged with peach blossom color.
"Wu, don't go." The woman said affectionately, "I like you and love you more than her. I will never betray you."
She really couldn't bear to part with this Ruyi Langjun. Although the Empress Taiping hated all the monks in the world and let them kill them after being lured by the illusion, she had been lonely for too long, and such a young lover with sword eyes and star eyes was so passionate about her, how could she let go? ? And this man is infatuated, compared to Xue Ji who died at the hands of Jianxiu, she is really lucky to meet this kind of man.
"Did you hear that?" Ji Wuchong raised his chin, "It's not because of you—"
A kiss fell.
The pair of old lovers who turned against each other ten years ago kissed with a woman in the middle.
Even if it was just an indirect kiss, separated by a veil, it could still make people palpitate.
"Got it," she said.
What's cunning is that she didn't get up immediately after the kiss, but continued to bend over and speak with her lips against him. He could clearly perceive the warmth that leaked from the lips through the veil, the hair hanging on his neck, and the faint scent on her body.
"Are her lips softer than mine? Is her kiss sweeter than mine? Does she know where you like me to kiss you most?"
There seemed to be countless little hooks hidden in her soft honey tune, trying to tear his determination to pieces.
"If not, is there any point in your staying here?"
The woman's complexion changed, and she pushed Lin Lang away rudely.
Lin Lang wasn't angry either, she stood up slowly and straightened her hair.
"Wu, be sober, she is trying to seduce you!" The woman hastily splashed dirty water on her.
Ji Wu was disturbed by this kiss, but he remained steady, "I know, you don't have to worry..."
What else did the woman want to persuade, but Lin Lang suddenly said, "Do you want to see butterflies?"
Ji Wu saw that her eyes were full of magnificent lights and shadows, and she was ostentatious.
He was afraid that he would be led by the nose again, so he straightened his face and pretended not to care, "What's so interesting about butterflies."
There was a provocative laugh in my ear.
"Don't you know, I also have a pair of butterflies on my back."
Lin Lang performed the ultimate lore.
"Don't you want to see how they are fluttering their wings under your palm?"
She smiled meaningfully.
… Fuck.
Everyone outside the mirror was dumbfounded.
Can butterflies still play like this? ?
Although the big bosses growled like dogs in their hearts, they still maintained the demeanor of the holy land masters with a rock-solid heart on their faces.
After all, they are just bystanders after all.
After all, the empress's "group of old loves" has the most say.
Yes, at this time the two "old love" parties are standing in front of the mirror.
Yes, they watched the whole process of the empress flirting with calm faces.
The main reason is that the sword cultivator was too tough. After Yu Wuxue entered the illusion, she strangled "Lin Lang" to death without saying anything. Reality, until seeing familiar people, a little sober, apologize to Yu Wuxue.
So the two "old loves" happened to catch up with Linlang kissing another "old love" through the veil.
as well as…
Without missing a single word, she finished listening to the "Butterfly Dance in Palm Heart" that Lin Lang deliberately seduced.
Under whose palm does she want to flap her wings and fly