Yan Hui was a little curious for a while: "What did you let him see?"
"I didn't let him see it. I like to eat happy emotions, so in the fantasy world, what you see are the best times in your life. Look at your senior brother, he sees..."
"This illusion is still not broken, are you planning to let me break it myself?" Before the little Illusory Demon could finish speaking, Tian Yao suddenly interrupted her. And this sentence also successfully diverted Yanhui's attention.
"This place is still an illusion now?" Yan Hui was startled, and squinted at the little Illusory Demon, "Are you still planning to plot against us?"
Hearing this, Little Illusory Demon was a little annoyed and a little aggrieved: "You've already put on my ring, so what else can I do to you!" She paused, her eyes lowered slightly, her expression a bit gloomy, "It's just a fantasy I've put on myself..."
Tian Yao showed no mercy: "Break open." For strangers, he was always vigilant, and he was still suspicious in his heart.
Little Illusory Demon gritted his teeth, glared at Tian Yao, and said with hatred, "Okay! Untie it, just untie it, you made me untie it yourself!"
After saying that, she waved her sleeves, and the palace surrounded by faint blue stone pillars immediately began to vibrate, the light slowly faded away, and cracks began to appear on the clean and smooth stone slabs on the floor. The black on the top of the head is still a misty black, and it is inevitable to feel a little dizzy at first glance.
Although this is the bottom of the Heihe River, there is no water. After all the illusions fade away, Yan Huishou still feels a little cold all over his body.
Yanhui's eyes were still looking at the black above his head, and suddenly he heard a slightly sarcastic sneer from the little phantom demon, and then a large robe fell on Yanhui's body.
Yanhui grabbed the robe from his face, but when Tian Yao was carrying her on his back, he said in a nervous and hoarse voice, "Put on."
Yan looked back and looked down, only to realize... Mother's...
She is standing naked!
Yan Hui's cheeks flushed, and he hurriedly put Tian Yao's robe on his body and wrapped it around him.
The little Illusory Demon laughed from the side: "Why are you turning your head, what are you trying to do, didn't you tell me to remove the illusion!"
Tian Yao's fist clenched, his eyes slanted, a fireball directly killed the little Illusory Demon, the little Illusory Demon hurriedly avoided, and the fireball smashed a hole on the ground. Little Illusory Demon repeatedly screamed: "I did what you said, you are so embarrassed and angry, beat yourself up, blame me for doing it!"
Tian Yao reprimanded: "Shut up for me."
Yan Hui wrapped up his clothes and squinted at Tian Yao, but seeing that his ears were still blushing a little, he was really embarrassed and angry.
This kind of Tian Yao, Yan Hui is... the first time I have seen it.
Xiao Huan Yao jumped to Yanhui's side, hiding from Tian Yao, and grabbed Yanhui's arm: "You are my master, and you have to protect me. If I die, the ring will cut off your little finger."
Hearing this, Yanhui was shocked. She didn't care whether Tianyao was ashamed or not, she turned her head and stared at the little Illusory Demon: "What are the rules!"
"I usually do things for you, and of course you have to take the responsibility of protecting me. Apart from arranging cannibalistic emotions, our Illusory Demon clan doesn't actually have much demon power. Compared with other monsters, it is very difficult for us to protect ourselves, that's why we do it. If you want to be attached to a powerful monster, if you don’t protect me well, and your pinky finger is cut off by the ring, it will be your price.”
Yan Hui: "...what's your use?"
Little Illusionary Demon thought for a while: "You can apply illusions to make you have a good dream."
Yanhui started to pull out the ring: "Then go to death now, I want to protect my little finger."
Xiao Huan Yao was so frightened that she quickly held her hand: "I can show you your senior brother every night!"
The hand that Yan Hui pulled out the ring stopped.
"I'll let you see whoever you miss, and I'll let you dream whatever dream you want tonight." Xiao Huan Yao looked at Yan Hui seriously, "My name is Huan Xiaoyan, please call me the dream maker. "
Yan Hui was silent for a long time, then looked down at her: "Do you have any other skills?"
"When I get stronger, I can enter people's hearts to create hallucinations, tamper with people's memories, and fabricate false hallucinations. I can do it. It's just that I have no food to eat for decades, so my power is meager. It can’t be done yet.”
Yan Hui was surprised, and glanced at the dilapidated palaces around him: "Fifty years ago, the bottom of the Heihe River was like this. You have no food and you won't die?"
Huan Xiaoyan seemed to be a little embarrassed and scratched her head: "Yes, I've been hungry for decades, so I had to create an illusion for myself, so that the Illusory Demon Palace was the same as before, I have been eating myself for decades. emotions for a living.”
Yan Hui heard the words and was silent.
That Huan Xiaoyan was also silent, but for a moment, she glared at Tian Yao again angrily, pointed at his nose and scolded: "I will be a little happier if I stay in my own illusion, you are so mean and suspicious. I'm going to deprive me of the last bit of fun! Bad guys!"
Tian Yao looked at other places as if he hadn't heard it, and was silent for a while before opening his mouth: "If that's the case, why don't you leave this place and live outside Heihe?"
"Fifty years ago, my parents were buried here, and I'll keep them here." Huan Xiaoyan pointed to the ring on Yanhui's hand, "But now that you're my master , if you have to leave, there is no way for me to stay here."
Yanhui looked at his hand: "Sorry, I really have to get out of here."
Huan Xiaoyan pouted: "I know, I have seen everything in your heart."
As soon as these words came out, the three fell silent for a while, and in the dilapidated palace only heard the sound of water flowing from the dark space above their heads.
In the end, Tian Yao still broke the silence, and he asked Yan back: "Have your cultivation been cleaned up?"
"There's still a little leftover." Yan replied, "But it's just a matter of walking in the Heihe again."
Tian Yao nodded: "So, after getting out of here, entering the Heihe once and then going ashore, it should not be much worse."
Yan responded, looking into the seemingly endless darkness above his head: "Outside, I don't know how many conspiracies are waiting for you and me."
Across Sanchong Mountain, a hundred miles away, Ling Fei stood in front of Su Ying, with the curtain on her face, it was hard to see her face, but her aura was extremely gloomy. Su Ying sat on the main seat. What did not match the towering hall around her was that she was holding a cyan cloak in her hand, and was embroidering flowers on it.
Compared to Ling Fei's gloomy aura, Su Ying seemed to be much more indifferent: "You have indeed gone too far in killing Ling Xiao's eldest disciple." Su Ying said without raising her head, "Now we are with the demon. Clan status is the same as fire and water, it is the time to employ people, Zichen is so sincere in cultivating Taoism and thinking of justice, it is very rare."
Ling Fei's fist clenched tightly and gritted his teeth slightly: "I never thought that the formation... It was so powerful, and I... didn't have time to react."
Then Su Ying raised her head and glanced at Ling Fei: "Qingguang Zhenren cloth formation, do you think it is easy to deal with?"
Ling Fei was silent for a moment, and said with hatred, "It's a pity that I still can't kill that Yanhui." She gritted her teeth, "Who would have thought that such a powerful demon dragon would come to save her."
As soon as the voice fell, Su Ying's hand trembled slightly, the needle pierced her fingertips, and red blood fell on the cyan cloak, not letting Ling Fei see the clue, Su Ying wiped the blood silently, strangely Yes, the blood that originally fell on the cloak did not soak into the fabric, but was directly wiped off by Su Ying, and there was no trace on the cloak.
"Oh?" Su Ying continued embroidering, "How powerful is the demon dragon?"
"Forcibly broke the soaring killing formation. Melted the long sky sword." Ling Fei said silently for a moment, "Fortunately, I didn't stop at Chenxing Mountain."
Su Ying put down her cloak, her eyes were slightly cold, she thought about it, and said: "Since you are back, let's practice in the door for a while. Guanghan Sect is the closest place to Qingqiu among the three great immortal sects. Previously, the demon clan jumped over the triple mountain and tried to attack. Although they could not enter my gate, they have to be more careful now. The gate barrier at the foot of Guanghan Mountain needs to be guarded. If there is any action, at least I will have less worries."
Ling Fei nodded.
"You go to clean up first, then go back to the mountain gate enchantment formation and guard it. If the enchantment is not broken, that side is also the safest place."
Ling Fei retreated according to her words, Su Ying sat alone in the hall for a long time, she knocked on the armrest of the chair twice, a burst of smoke fell to the ground, and the person in the fog knelt on one knee and respectfully called, "Sect Master."
"Go check." Su Ying's eyes were cold, and there seemed to be ice condensation in the bottom of her eyes, "What is the origin of that Chen Xing Shan Yan Hui? What is the connection with the demon dragon Tian Yao?"
"Yes."
The person in the fog disappeared in an instant, and there was no one in the hall. Su Ying's back, which had always been straight, relaxed slightly, and it was slightly bent. She looked at the cloak in her hand and remained silent.
When Ling Fei packed up and planned to go down to the Guanghan Mountain Gate, he accidentally passed by the courtyard lake. The Guanghan Gate was frozen in four seasons, the lake in the courtyard was frozen all the year round, and the shore was also covered with thin white snow. In the shore pavilion, Su Ying was putting on the cyan cape he was embroidering just now.
The scholar didn't even turn his head.
Su Ying didn't say much, just said in a shallow way: "Guanghanmen is no better than other places, your injury has not yet healed, pay attention to your body."
Scholar Quan pretended that he had never heard it, so he just stared at the lake in front of him, Su Ying stood with him for a while and then left.
Ling Fei didn't know that her sister was obsessed with this scholar. She sighed, and when she was about to leave, she saw that the scholar grabbed the cape on his shoulders without caring, and threw it on the ice lake with a "whoosh", turned around and left the pavilion.
Ling Fei was stunned, went up to look at the back of the scholar, then turned down the ice lake and picked up the cloak. When the sun shone, she seemed to see the pattern of scales flashing on the blue cloak, but When she took a closer look, there was nothing.