The dagger stopped when it was only a finger thick away from Di Moxuan's heart.
Ye Qingluo's fingers holding the dagger turned white.
Can't do it.
Facing the face of Di Moxuan, even knowing... he is just an illusion, an illusion that does not exist at all.
But, she still couldn't do it.
The dagger stuck in his heart couldn't be pierced no matter what.
He has the face of Emperor Moxuan.
Has the same temperament as Emperor Moxuan.
Has the same tenderness and pampering as Emperor Moxuan.
Facing such a man who was no different from Di Moxuan.
Her heart...can't be hardened.
At this moment, Ye Qingluo finally understood the instructions that the elders kept repeating every day when she was the head of the hermit family a long time ago.
Let her remember to cut off the root of affection.
Don't be tempted by anyone.
Once emotional, there is a weakness.
Once there is a weakness, it is easy to be controlled by others.
Just like now, Ye Qingluo couldn't attack "Di Moxuan", even if he knew it, it was just an illusion.
This, I am afraid, is a common problem of every woman.
Emotionally, you can never be decisive.
"Can't make a move?" The corner of the man's mouth curled slightly, lowered his eyes, and stared quietly at the anxious girl in front of him, "The fact that he couldn't make a move against me proves that you can't be sure that I'm an illusion."
"You just don't want to stay here with me. Your heart is not completely on me. You don't want to build a family with me, which belongs to us, and you don't want to have a child with me, which belongs to us."
"Ye Qingluo, you don't love me at all."
His words and sentences are calm and without waves.
It seems to be stating a fact.
Ye Qingluo's eyes were silent, and she looked at him quietly: "You are right, but there is one thing, you are wrong."
He raised his eyebrows, waiting for her words.
"My heart is not on you at all." Ye Qingluo enunciated each word very clearly, "Because you are not Di Moxuan."
She closed her eyes, and with her slender fingers holding a red feather fan, she whipped up a hurricane and directly rolled up the man in front of her.
Flick your fingertips and shake them hard.
The purple robe turned into an afterimage in the sky and disappeared.
At the same time, the surrounding scene gradually dissipated.
Instead, it is no longer a white mist.
It's a dark dungeon.
Still standing at the gate of the ghost gate.
Around her, thousands of students turned into terracotta warriors, standing stiffly in place.
The expression on his face was painful and unbearable.
Every few breaths, a student with a face full of pain turned into a white light and disappeared into the crowd.
These people should have lost to Sanguanli created by Guimenguan.
Unable to control his emotions, he was eliminated and sent out of the Shangxuan Pagoda.
"Sister." Limao's crisp voice came from behind, she took Ye Qingluo's arm, "Sister left the illusion so soon?"
Ye Qingluo nodded, "Are you so fast too?"
"Maomao is a cat beast of the orc clan~ I don't have any thoughts or obsessions." Limao blinked her smart eyes, "After being sent into the illusion, my sister appeared in the illusion, and my sister said that she would be with Maomao forever , and sign a blood contract with Maomao!"
"It's just that, as a cat beast of the orc clan, Maomao is extremely sensitive to the smell of her sister! Although the sister in the illusion looks exactly the same, but...the smell is different."
Her illusions are all at night.
Because of this, Limao immediately dismantled all this and returned to reality.
But the other students were still trapped in the illusion and couldn't get out.
In particular, Qiao Jin's face was the most ugly.
His forehead was already profusely sweating.