Obviously, the sinking hookah also fell into the illusion, and he didn't know what he saw, but he was so desperate, so desperate that he tried to kill it on his own.
The long sword advanced one more point, and the sinking hookah died.
Chu Muyun shot without thinking and pulled him out of the illusion.
In fact, at that moment, Chu Muyun knew very well that he could let Jun Mo do this, and he could let Jun Mo come to save Shen Shisha. In this case, firstly, he didn't need to expose himself, and secondly, he could let Shen Shui Yan Chengjunmo's love will only make things more convenient in the future.
But no matter how clearly you think about it, the body's instinct is not able to think.
Seeing the brilliance in Shen Shiyan's out-of-focus eyes, Chu Muyun also understood himself.
- The child raised by himself, although he has done a lot of wrong things, it can be seen that he can't bear to be in danger.
Especially this kid has one of his favorite faces.
Chu Muyun didn't have anything to worry about. That's how he is. Whatever he did, whether it was done by precise calculation or by instinct, as long as he did it, he would not regret it.
Only oneself can see the illusion, so no one knows what Shen Shisha saw, but he was clearly pulled out of the illusion, but he still didn't seem to get out.
A pair of very beautiful eyes stared at Chu Muyun, and the expression was full of dread. The thick despair that had settled for too long suddenly erupted, and it was like a flood that burst a dyke, and it was impossible to stop it.
"Ayun..." Shen Shisha's voice is very nice, it is gorgeous and elegant in front of people, but in front of Shen Yun, it always has a slenderness-probably given too much emotion, so that there is always something that can't be erased. Sadness and unease.
Chu Muyun's heart trembled slightly just listening to his soft call. Shisha liked to be coquettish, sweet like a clinging cat, too cute and too domineering.
If it is really Shen Yun, seeing him like this, I am afraid that he will be so soft-hearted and let him do whatever he wants.
However... Shen Yun died.
Chu Muyun's demeanor was calm, without even a trace of superfluous expression, he slightly frowned, and said softly, "Young Master?" His voice was full of unfamiliarity, with a hint of kindness and questioning from strangers.
Such a tone is not alienating, but it is more chilling than deliberate alienation, because... This is a real stranger, a stranger who has nothing to do, just can't see it and help.
Shen Shisha was stunned.
Chu Muyun added: "This forest is a bit weird. I also entered a fantasy realm just now, and I managed to get out with the help of my friends. Don't worry, those are all fake and not real."
- not real.
Hearing this sentence, water vapor suddenly swelled in the eyes of Shen Shiyan, and large drops of tears rolled down from it, sliding down the bright and clean cheeks, and landed on the precious clothes, like ink on a clear spring, What was quickly smeared was a huge sadness that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved.
He would rather it be true, he would rather that fantasy be reality.
Because in the illusion, Ayun came to pick him up. After a thousand years of separation, his Ayun finally forgave him, finally came to see him, and even took him with him.
Whether it is heaven or hell, where Ayun is there is the most beautiful world for him.
But... illusions are not real. Just his wishful thinking.
Chu Muyun looked at him without blinking.
The two reunited after a long absence. Under normal circumstances, Shisha Shen would definitely do something strong - after all, he is domineering and possessive by nature, and he has always taken things that are pleasing to the eye regardless of his will. Then Chu Muyun could still abuse him in different ways, and teach this arrogant child a lesson.
But because of the illusion, Shisha Shen was completely immersed in the past, and unexpectedly inspired thousands of years of longing and deep love. Let him let go of his pride in front of a stranger and reveal his extremely vulnerable side, like an abandoned child who has been searching for thousands of years and can't find his way home. Suddenly, he sees a little hope, but in fact it is False illusion.
So, he broke down.
Seeing such a sinking hookah, Chu Muyun was so ruthless.
Although Shen Yun was forced to death by them, if Shen Yun was not him, then nothing would happen, Shen Shiyan and Xie Qianlan would not encounter so many twists and turns, and even Mo Jiushao would not take advantage of it And come in to do so many things.
There would be such a tragedy, it was a script that Chu Muyun deliberately guided.
Eventually he pulls out, but the two are trapped in it forever and ever. And there is no possibility of getting out, because it is they who are trapping them. This is eternal incomprehension.
Chu Muyun sighed softly and comforted: "Young Master, please look away, some things can't be forced."
These words are just right, perfectly interpreting the compassion that a stranger should have, but this 'just right' makes Shen Shisha's heart sink again and again.
He finally calmed down and looked at this strange man who looked very much like Shen Yun.
The two looked at each other like this.
One is all scrutiny, the other is calm.
Shen Shiyan did not lose his temper in the slightest, which was somewhat unexpected to Chu Muyun, but he soon understood.
A thousand years is really too long, especially Shen Shisha's temperament is there. His behavior of looking for Shen Yun has never been concealed. The consequence of this is that almost everyone knows that this distinguished Wu Qingjun is there Find a lover.
A handsome man named Shen Yun.
Such news is exposed, and naturally all kinds of counterfeit goods come to the door.
Who is that? Wuqing-Jun, if he is favored, what is the glory and wealth in this world that cannot be enjoyed
Maybe the first 'Shen Yun' to come to the door, Shen Shisha was looking forward to it, but soon knew it was fake, and slowly... one after another... The technique of cheating is getting higher and higher, and it is more and more like it, but Shen Shisha became more and more sober.
Until this time, he clearly knew that Chu Muyun had not changed his appearance (with his cultivation, this superficial technique can be easily seen through, so Chu Muyun did not pretend), but he would not be bewitched by it.
Who knows if this is another conspiracy? After all, there were quite a few people he had offended, and there were even fewer people who tried to use this to pinch him.
As usual, he would probably seal such a similar counterfeit as a statue, and it would be a comfort to look at it on weekdays.
It's just that today's situation is special, maybe it's because of the illusion... He actually tasted a sense of familiarity from this fake, and because of this feeling, he suppressed the violent and cruel thoughts.
Shen Shisha calmed down, and his expression was no longer so helpless and fragile: "Just now, thank you for your help."
Chu Muyun said politely, "It's nothing to worry about."
Shen Shisha looked at him and said, "I don't know, Your Excellency..." Before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.
Because he saw the man behind him, the man with silver hair and white skin.