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In the illusion, Ji Wu stared at people with bright eyes, and his wolf ambition was clearly revealed.
"Let's go."
Lin Lang stretched out her hand to him, her sleeves fluttering like snow.
"Wu! Don't go!"
The woman on the bed panicked completely, and there was a scream from her mouth. She tried to grab the man, but failed.
Because her hand passed through the opponent's skin, it was almost transparent.
She was flustered.
My body began to "disappear".
In the final analysis, "Lin Lang" in the illusion is just a remnant soul.
Because of Ji Wu's generosity, she was able to barely maintain her shape by providing her with the mana of the primordial spirit.
But the real white moonlight appeared in the man's mind, standing in front of him with a smile like a spring flower, how could he be so stupid as to waste his mana to another fake
In panic, the woman couldn't help but think of the day when the man sneered and said that he was not a selfless and good person, and if she wanted a son, she had to use herself to repay it.
At that time, her heart was pounding, and she felt that although this person had a handsome face like a young man, he had the air of a hero who would not let the wind fall, and his blood was full of unscrupulous methods. He was so powerful and young and handsome that this tyrannical predation was a fascination, and she was fascinated by it.
These days, she is spoiled lawlessly by Ji Wu, and she takes everything for granted.
It was only then that she suddenly discovered that from beginning to end, she was just a stand-in to realize her dream.
Without this face and this body, how could the young emperor with eyes higher than the top favor a ghost who even had to cover up his appearance
Now that the rightful lord has appeared, her role will come to an end—the young emperor's coolness and cruelty can be seen.
The woman laughed miserably, but saw that this cruel man turned a blind eye to her disappearance, and without any hesitation, he tightly grabbed another woman's hand.
From beginning to end, all he wanted was one person.
Ji Wu pinched Lin Lang's wrist bone so hard that his skin ached slightly. Lin Lang didn't care, and pulled him up with a smile. His chest was bare, his messy black hair could barely cover some of his attractive masculinity, and he was wearing only a pair of obscene pants, but he had no scruples, letting her look him up and down.
"Put on your clothes," she said.
"It's not that he didn't wear clothes." He was very innocent.
Lin Lang also felt that this body of muscles was quite eye-catching.
But the question is, if she dares to lead people out naked like this, is it conceivable what will happen to her
Tiandao's father will definitely chop her up into pieces, the kind that doesn't have any resemblance to each piece.
She sighed, hooked some new clothes from the screen, pinned them on her arms, and shook one for him. Ji Wu was fascinated by her rare "good wife and loving mother". While watching her gently lowered eyebrows with great interest, he opened his hands to help her dress until Lin Lang put on the outermost cloak for him, leaning slightly to help her He wears tassels on his chest.
"Isn't this dressing specially learned for me?" Shaodi tasted the sweetness and began to push his nose on his face.
"Just say yes." Lin Lang continued to be gentle and careless.
"What do you mean I say yes, you are perfunctory." He pushed even further.
"Your Majesty calm down, how dare I do this?"
She raised her long, narrow and attractive red phoenix eyes, and when the tails of her eyes flew upwards, there was a lazy and charming look. Ji Wu thought of the butterfly she said again, his bones were itchy, and he couldn't help bending down, doing some indescribable things between men and women. Lin Lang had been on guard against the wolf for a long time, and immediately blocked it with her hand.
He didn't dislike it, so he took a bite of her finger, and pretended to play the role of picky eater, "The taste is quite crunchy, where did you buy this lotus root? I'll buy a dozen and go back to stock up for eating. "
Lin Lang glanced at the light red tooth marks on her wrist, and it was not a good place to pick, she had to pick the small mole in the middle of her wrist.
She thought to herself, do you still think of yourself as a little male dog who urinates and takes up space
It seems that this childish method can keep her in captivity.
"What are you thinking?" The little male dog's eyes were slightly unfriendly.
Of course, Lin Lang would not speak out what was in her heart.
So she smiled slightly, "I just thought, where can I get the same lotus root for His Majesty, so that His Majesty will be happy."
Really... How can this woman be so good at smoothing dog hair.
Hey, he's not a dog.
When Lin Lang led her out of the inner room, the young monk who was waiting outside subconsciously looked at her back, and Jun's face blushed rapidly.
The young emperor's face suddenly darkened.
In the minds of a group of people with their own ghosts, the three of them successfully escaped from the illusion.
Almost at the moment when she walked out, Lin Lang let go of her hand, and returned to her previous cold but majestic empress appearance.
Everyone looked at the young emperor who was "deceived" in horror. He was only surprised for a moment, with a faint smile on his mouth, but he was not angry. I'll be with you forever" rogue attitude.
The Buddhist patriarch moved his snow-white long beard, and glanced at the disciple who came back with Lin Lang. He was talented and intelligent, but he didn't know what to do, and he needed to be more disciplined in the future.
Compared with the Buddhist patriarch who is worried about his disciples falling into women's sex, most people's attention is naturally on the twists and turns of dog-blood love.
They looked at the indifferent leader in white on the left, and at the calm Demon Lord on the right, and all breathed a sigh of relief.
It's fine if you don't fight.
They don't want to be the first batch of little fish who are innocently implicated when the city gate catches fire.
However, everyone found that the place where the four people were standing was directly blocked into a frozen area, and no one spoke.
It was eerily quiet, eerily quiet.
As if waiting for a fuse to be handed over, it crackles and ignites, the sky thunder catches the fire on the ground, and then...
There's no after that.
With the fighting strength of these four people, if they kill each other, they will definitely meet the tragic ending of all being killed in battle. If they die thoroughly, it doesn't take the ancient country to try their best to hand over soft knives.
Everyone, look at me, let me look at you, they are very tacit and righteous, and have blessed the Buddhist patriarch with the "halo of blame" - the fire you always provoke, you have to extinguish it yourself, isn't Buddhism all about pursing sentient beings? Well, don't you feel guilty for harming us young people like this? Do you feel bad about your age
Buddhist Patriarch: "..."
If it weren't for the consideration of the lotus-like noble image of the Buddhist holy place, the Buddhist patriarch wanted to spray these bastards with old phlegm, to see if they dare to respect the old!
The patriarch of Buddhism took a deep breath, bathed in the eyes of everyone looking up at the savior, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said slowly, "Master, now that the illusion has been broken for a moment, what should I do next?"
"Go forward and break the formation."
The leader's tone was as calm and cold as ever, and he didn't express his anger because of this mess.
This kind of calmness is inconceivable to everyone. Even a monk who is out of the mortal womb still has emotions and desires. Even if the expression is not obvious, he will catch some clues.
But the leader is different.
He seems to have eliminated all emotions and sexual/desires, no confusion, no fear, no anger, just like the Jade Buddha enshrined on the snow-capped mountains, leaving only a clear and spotless glass heart, even if the Nine Heavens Xuannv descended to earth , and never want to shake any of his will.
At this time, the people didn't know that the other incarnation of the leader was the "God" whom the monks loved, hated, respected and feared.
And Tiandao, since its birth, has always played the role of a cold-eyed bystander.
Since all living beings and everything are pawns and ants in his eyes, what should he care about
Everyone was puzzled by the indifference in his eyes, but it did not prevent them from awe of the leader, and followed him respectfully and obeyed his orders.
Under Tiandao's father's pressure, no one dared to provoke trouble, so the team became "extraordinarily harmonious" again.
The only thing that makes Momen's confidantes impatient is that there is a female disciple in Xiaoyaofatian, who always likes to glance at their empress when she has nothing to do, and inexplicably reveals a breath of resentment, as if her majesty has done something to her. If it wasn't for Linlang's voice transmission to say don't talk to her, the grumpy confidantes would have splattered the blood of that female disciple who despised His Majesty's majesty on the spot.
Seeing this situation, the head of Xiaoyao Fatian was also a little dissatisfied. He glanced at the masked woman, and then looked at the elder beside her with warning eyes.
Yuanying has become more and more confused in recent years. The head of the sect was originally guilty of this son-in-law. Since his daughter passed away, he spent all his time drinking away his worries. More than ten years ago, he finally persuaded him to go outside for a walk, and he attended the wedding of the empress of the You Clan at that time.
After he came back, he was much more cheerful, and the old people were also happy for him. Who knew that he had grown old, and finally fell on a human girl who was under 20 years old. It is quite rich to give it to someone else—five or six hundred years of experience have been lived to the belly of a dog.
When the head of Xiaoyao asked his son-in-law what was going on, he said confidently that his daughter was reincarnated, that is, the weak and stubborn human girl, and wanted the head to recognize her as his goddaughter, and the two remarried .
This time Haoxuan didn't make the head of Xiaoyao very angry.
You say it looks like it, and you recognize it when you say it? Our old father hasn't spoken yet!
In the mind of the head of Xiaoyao, the daughter is the only daughter, an irreplaceable treasure, no matter how similar others are, there is only one word "like", not to mention that this human girl is far worse than his daughter, not to mention talent and talent, after all, the starting point is different It's a bully, but that kind of ignorance of etiquette and shamelessness is enough to send the master down to hell.
He thought that this human girl was not a good thing. He knew that the man was infatuated with his deceased wife, and he had a family himself, so he had to join in. Do you really think that others don't know about their sneaking? It's just that I'm too lazy to tear off that fig leaf!
As far as this hooking thing is concerned, he still wants to be compared with his educated and gentle daughter, he bah!
When a man changes his mind, he changes his mind. To play with a woman is to play with a woman. He has to find some reason that "it looks like a dead wife and can't refuse", he bah bah bah!
The head of Xiaoyao was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit, thinking of his deeply affectionate daughter, after a few warnings, he didn't want to talk to her anymore.
Men and women love whatever they want, anyway, he is just a former father-in-law whose past is like smoke and the past is not going to be mentioned again, why do you eat salty carrots and worry about it? As an elderly person, it is better to pay close attention to health and fitness.
Moreover, compared to paying attention to such inconspicuous things as the former son-in-law, the head of Xiaoyao believes that it may be more interesting to watch the love and hatred of the top leaders in the cultivation world.
But soon, the head of Xiaoyao was so regretful that he wanted to go bald.
There is a price to be paid for watching the theater.
"What is this?"
"Why are your feet entangled!"
"Wait, don't move! I was pulled so painfully!"
Everyone howled.
They just passed through the sea of clouds, entered the palace gate of the ancient country, and unknowingly came to a very open land.
The sea of clouds in the sky overturned the beauty's rouge box, and deep and light red filled the whole field. If you look closely, it is a lush and prosperous peach tree, which is full of the whole world, and the spring water flows horizontally, glowing brightly.
The female cultivators in the peach blossom garden were dazzled.
And the faces of some well-informed holy land venerables all changed.
The patriarch of the Buddhist sect shouted, "Everyone, guard the Lingtai quietly and don't move rashly! Be careful of the movement of the red luan star!"
Others were fine when they heard "Red Luan Star Moves", but a group of disciples standing next to the Buddhist patriarch turned pale instantly, and sat down immediately, holding a golden bowl in their hands, layer after layer of golden runes appeared all over their bodies , Ruthlessly expelled the falling peach blossoms.
Among them was a young and handsome monk, his whole body was shaking violently, his robe was drenched with hot sweat, and his pale skin seemed to be glowing red. Suddenly, a bloody red thread sprang from the monk's heart, tightly wrapped around a woman's wrist through layers of figures.
Surprised all around.
Linlang lowered her head and glanced at the red line on the wrist bone, and kept soaking in the monk's blood, dyeing her white sleeves red. She didn't look at the red luan star-moving monk, the other party had lost his mind, if she made some misleading actions again, I am afraid that the Buddhist patriarch who is eager to love his disciples will carry the golden bowl all over the world to "collect demons" up.
The Buddhist patriarch admired the empress's indifferent approach very much. Her "unhumanity" shocked the disciples. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he became discouraged, and the blood on the red line gradually stopped flowing.
"My lord Bodhi, what's going on?"
Some people were shocked to find that the red thread was wrapped around their feet, but the other end of their red thread was tied to a peach tree. Although the bleeding was not much, they felt a sense of sympathy when they saw the tragic situation of the eminent monk. , A wave of fear welled up in my heart.
The Buddhist patriarch said bitterly, "This is the most famous peach blossom debt in the Taiping Book of Ten Directions. The heaven and the earth, the marriage of thousands of miles, and the movement of the red luan and the stars are all in a line, which is much more powerful than the illusion of a moment." An evil magic circle designed to restrain their Buddhist disciples, once Linglong Buddha's heart is moved, her cultivation will be in vain.
"Master Bodhi really has vision."
A gentle male voice sounded with a smile.
Everyone was shocked. Those present here are called Patriarchs of Buddhism, usually "venerable", "master", "Bodhi Patriarch", and no one has ever called such a nondescript title as "Bodhi Master". Besides, the only ones who can call Patriarch Bodhi "Master" are his disciples. Now this group of disciples are struggling with "Red Luan Star Movement", most of them are almost unconscious, how can they still call people so clearly
They followed the sound and looked over, unable to hold their breath.
Among the flourishing peach branches, leaning against a romantic red dress, that face is really indistinguishable between male and female, a pair of peach blossom eyes sparkling in the spring, like a gorgeous mist, seduces the mind. If it wasn't for their good eyesight, they would have thought it was another copy of the red-clothed empress when they could see the protruding male Adam's apple on the skirt.
"Rebel, don't talk nonsense." The patriarch of Buddhism looked slightly gloomy.
The Merry Red Clothes laughed lightly, "This traitor is also a disciple. It seems that the master has been thinking about it for many years, and he still remembers his disciple."
The Buddhist Patriarch's face twitched and he fell silent.
This traitor didn't learn the clear rules of Buddhism, so he learned to have a brilliant tongue.
"Isn't this the suzerain of the Huanxi sect, Zhehuan?" A female cultivator exclaimed. It's no wonder she didn't think about it for a while, the battle of the Demon Sect was really too tragic, the two sect masters died on Mount Unshouldered, and they have been silent since then. People's death is like a lamp going out, not to mention that this is a world of self-cultivation where fate is like a mustard. After a few days of spreading, the news fades away, and everyone's eyes slowly shift to other new forces.
Everyone knows that Zhehuan was originally a disciple of Buddhism, with a high level of comprehension and extraordinary talent, he was regarded as a rare treasure by Buddhism, and he was treated the same as Yu Wuxue in Jianmen. However, Zhe Huan is very tricky, he does not practice the noble and clean great compassion technique, disobeys the order of his mentor, and secretly practices the joy meditation of love between men and women at the age of sixteen. Later, Zhehuan became more dissolute and debauched, and was expelled by the Buddhist sect in the name of "sulting the Buddha".
"It's hard for the girl to remember." Zhe Huan smiled at her, his eyes were shining brightly, like a thousand trees and peach blossoms in full bloom.
The female cultivator was stunned, her heart ached, and a red thread quickly came out amidst the splashing sound of blood, and hooked onto Zhehuan's wrist.
He smiled slightly, stroking the red thread with his jade-like slender fingers, as if pressing on a string.
"Dum—"
Zhehuan fiddled with the red thread.
As the voiceless sound spread, the red thread trembled violently, and the blood flowed more and more fiercely.
"Sect Master Zhehuan... Please... don't..."
The female cultivator's entire face was distorted, and her clothes were drenched with sweat. She finally understood what Venerable Bodhi meant by "the red luan star moves"!
Once tempted, it will be beyond redemption!
Linlang looked thoughtfully at the red line on her wrist. It turned out that there were two roles in this pink "peach blossom debt", one was the debtor and the other was the debt collector.
At this moment, Lin Lang suddenly felt that she was an evil and decadent capitalist who extended loan sharks.
"Qing Emperor?" Yu Wuxue raised her eyebrows slightly.
The patriarch of the Buddhist sect was still resenting the past, but when he heard what the leader said, he was shocked, "What? This scoundrel is the Qing Emperor Taiping?"
The crowd didn't even expect that before they could digest the news of Suzerain Huanxi's death and resurrection, they heard another shocking secret.
Taiping Qingdi is the founding male emperor of the first dynasty in ancient times. It is rumored that when the dynasty was defeated, he used the puppet technique to take the fatal blow for the empress, and died. Some book writers wrote this ancient anecdote into a long novel, decorated it with some grievances and resentments, and then sold it at a high price to some female cultivators who were eager to cherish the spring, and the sales volume was unexpectedly good. The world's soul romance writer.
Most of the female cultivators present had a copy of the Biography of the Infatuated Male Emperor in their hands when they were tempted by young girls, and even secretly fantasized about it. Suddenly, they heard the secrets of many years. The anecdotal hero was still standing in front of them, dressed in red, with a jade flute hanging from his waist, and in the beautiful scene of peach blossoms in the sky, he couldn't help himself for a while, and was entwined with several red threads. It reached Zhehuan's finger.
Taiping Qingdi fiddled with the red thread quite leisurely, and smiled slightly at Yu Wuxue, "Thank you, Mr. Yu, it happens that I am weak and need some beauty's rouge blood to nourish my body."
If it were an ordinary person, he would have been confused and at a loss for what to do by his "mortal frame".
God's father is not.
His voice was clearly conveyed to everyone, "If you don't want to die, don't be confused. There are only three people in my Jianmen, and only five in Buddhism. I can't save so many people. At most, I will send you a message to go back."
Lin Lang: "..."
Send a message back... Let the family prepare for the funeral
This is intimidation.
Dad, you are too cruel.
The leader seldom speaks, but everyone following him always has an inexplicable sense of confidence, thinking that he will not die here, and the tension in his heart has loosened a lot, so he fell into Zhehuan's trap.
I didn't expect that Yu Wuxue would be fine if she didn't speak, but if she did, she would force them to death.
"Leader, how can you ignore death!"
A female cultivator was startled when she saw that her blood was bleeding more and more, but suddenly she heard Yu Wuxue's indifferent voice. She was grumpy and facing a life-and-death crisis, and she didn't care about her dignity, so she scolded people on the spot. The remaining female cultivators were a little timid, not daring to look directly at Yu Wuxue's celestial and cold face, and just sobbed softly.
Cursing mixed with crying, the scene became chaotic.
Zhehuan stood on the peach tree, smiling and watching, killing each other is really a good taste.
Lin Lang sighed, the little girl is still not good at home, she is used to being held in the hands of the Holy Land and the family, and can't listen to some harsh but reasonable words - if their hearts are not disturbed, will they still provoke such an end? Do you not live up to your expectations, and blame others for not saving you? Saving you is just a matter of affection, not saving you is a duty, so there is nothing to worry about.
I think she was slapped by Tiandao's father's poisonous tongue a few times back then, but now she is not alive and kicking.
Just because Lin Lang can think about it, it doesn't mean that other people can also think about it.
Just as Lin Lang analyzed, this group of female nuns are all geniuses of the Holy Land. They are very cultivated and beautiful. They are used to being flattered on weekdays. Naturally, they cannot accept Yu Wuxue's straightforward and cruel tone.
"You still say you are a swordsman, and you don't even save people, what kind of swordsmanship!" The female cultivator's eyes showed a trace of resentment.
Yu Wuxue frowned.
"I am a sword cultivator, what does it have to do with me saving you? Did you buy the sword for me? Did you pay me money? You are not related to me, neither my disciple nor my old friend. If you are not my Taoist partner, just look at the way of cultivating Taoism. Your talent is exhausted, you have already reached the bottleneck, and you will fall within a year. In this adversity, you don’t want to make progress, and you are still obsessed with masculinity. Since I have eyes, why should Do you want to spend your energy to save a waste who doesn't listen to persuasion, has no talent and doesn't know how to make progress?"
The white-clothed sword repairer said coldly, "Honest Bodhi reminded you again and again, but you just didn't listen. When something happened, you didn't want to save yourself and blamed others. Who gave you the reason? Is it God? Even if it was a gift from God. Courage, are you all the queens of heaven, the heavens will work diligently and bear the burden of hard work to clean up your mess?"
"If not, then shut up."
It's ok, beat the whole scene in one breath.
Lin Lang: "..."
Too bad, Tiandao's father's sudden talk made her heart move.
She suddenly wanted to push him hard onto the bed, strip off the white clothes, and kiss until his throat was hoarse and he couldn't say a word.
Ummm... wheezing doesn't count.