"Husband, cultivation pays attention to purity of heart and few desires, and indulgence is not good. Lan Qingruo couldn't help but bow his head and smile, his eyes were a little charming, and his words were quite meaningful.

Shen Yuan caressed her waist with his palm, clasped her body tightly with all his might, and whispered in a deep voice. He lowered his head, his warm lips kissed her eyebrows, his silky and delicate skin made him reluctant to leave, and then slid from his eyes to his cheeks, and finally lifted her jaw and closed her eyes, extremely restrained and gentle, as if the person in front of him would turn into foam and disappear without a trace.

Outside the illusory fantasy realm, everyone looked at the picture scroll that kept emitting a halo and hurriedly, and Xie Jinse was even more anxious. It's been three full days, and I haven't thought of any way to crack the formation in the painting.

The old housekeeper of Huaishan was also in turmoil at this time, for the safety of the head of the family, he showed his face with Huaishan, and personally went to Phoenix Ridge to ask Meng Zhong for help, but the results were not satisfactory. Everyone under Phoenix Ridge said that after the second son of the Meng family got married, he traveled with his wife and was not in the house. And Xie Jinse was furious, and said sarcastically, "What kind of travel? I think it's because the eldest lady of the Lan family is unwilling to get involved in the Huaishan matter anymore, so she refuses to help!"

That water-based poplar, a woman who is as good as she can do, is really ruthless. "Uncle, we can't drag it out any longer. As long as Brother Shen is trapped in the painting, he is more dangerous. ”

Xie Jinse's gaze skimmed the indifferent Mo Ranchen, and smiled coldly, "Kunlun refuses to help, and the Xie family can't do an act of treachery and ingratitude." I'll go to the River Styx immediately and snatch the River Tuluo Book back from Lan Ronghua's hands!"

"Wait!" Mo Ranchen couldn't help but speak out when he heard her words, "The Xiuzhen family is in the same breath, and their lips and teeth are interdependent, and I also ask the head of the Xie family not to be impulsive and do things that are difficult to make up." ”

"Hetuluo's book is my Xie family's thing!" Xie Jinse's willow eyebrows were slightly sharpened, and his dignified and dusty appearance was a little more hideous.

"Even if you get the things back, if Senior Brother refuses to cooperate, even if you destroy this Illusory Illusion Picture Scroll, what's the use?" Mo Ranchen said helplessly. Everyone in the cultivation world knows the Xie family master's affection for his senior brother, and he was unwilling to break this matter in public, but if the Xie family and the Lan family lead to a war, the peace of the cultivation world for many years will be broken, and the demon domain or the demon world will take advantage of the void, and the consequences are unimaginable.

Xie Jinse stiffened, his fingers suddenly clenched into his fists, "What do you mean by this?"

"The head of the Xie family should be very clear. Mo Zhanchen's eyes stared at the scroll floating in mid-air, the entire scroll was sealed in a powerful spell, and the mountains and rivers in the scroll could be faintly seen from the spell, "This picture is a thing of the four heavens of the divine realm, and the demon realm used it to provoke the desires and desires of the hearts of the world, and countless immortals and monks fell into it, and finally turned into a pool of blood. ”

Maybe it's not that Xie Jinse doesn't know, but she subconsciously refuses to think about the usefulness of this thing.

"With the erudition of the senior brother, it is impossible not to know its usefulness, and it is impossible not to know the method of breaking the map. When he was cultivating in Kunlun, Mo Ranchen was already in his possession, which is why he didn't dare to take action at this scroll. "And with the superb cultivation of the senior brother, if you want to break out of the formation, even if you are injured, you will never be without movement. ”

Xie Jinse's body trembled, his face was pale and he staggered back two steps, and there was a slight sound from the table and chair behind him, and he couldn't help but murmur softly, "No"

With such a reaction, it can be said that the senior brother is also trapped in a delusional illusion and does not want to come out. If someone else said this, maybe Mo Yanchen would laugh it off. But seeing it with his own eyes, he can't help but not believe it, the senior brother is a one-in-a-million immortal cultivation genius, not only talented, strict and self-controlled, but also cold and arrogant, if he is bound by the magic weapon on weekdays, it can be described as a great shame, he will break out regardless of everything, and at this moment, "I don't know what kind of illusion can trap him." ”

People have seven emotions and six desires, and there are things that they can't ask for.

"He must be injured, he won't be willing to be restrained inside!" Xie Jinse said in disbelief, but there was sadness in his eyes.

"In that case, you and I cast a spell to find out what is in the painting. Mo Yanchen saw that she was resolute, so he no longer objected. Although Xie Jinse lost his mind, there is a sentence that is to the point, this picture scroll is a thing that devours people's hearts, and if people are trapped in it, they will slowly nurture it and turn into blood and water, becoming the nutrients of its pigment.

After speaking, he no longer hesitated, and the seal of his hands led out his own spell, and collided with the spell on the picture scroll, and it was bound to tear the mouth and get in touch with the senior brother. Xie Jinse's fingers trembled slightly, his hand was tied to a lotus, and he also used a spell to collide with the seal.

In the illusory fantasy realm, Lan Qingruo gently flicked the snow on the plum blossom into the bowl with a jade spoon, and after the portion was ready, he took it into the room and placed it on the table, and then used small tweezers to stir the charcoal fire, and after the snow water melted away, he put it in a purple clay pot and placed it on the flame, and slowly waited for the snow water to boil. Then crush the Yushan white dew, put it in a pot and let it cook slowly over low heat.

When Shen Yuan entered the door, he saw that she was cautious and concentrated, so she didn't make a loud noise, but stepped forward and said softly, "Why do you have the heart to make tea today?"

"Vassal Feng Yabei" Lan Qingruo smiled coquettishly, and said expectantly with shining eyes: "The book I found in your study, which records a lot of ways to make tea, I got one to try, and I don't know what the result is?"

Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows, sat down against her, and asked suspiciously, "Are you sure you got it right?"

"It should be right" The steps recorded in the book are quite simple, otherwise she wouldn't have the courage to try it. After a while, when she poured out the tea from the pot, she took the lead in handing a cup to Shen Yuan, and said with a smile: "Husband, please use it." ”

Shen Yuan took the teacup and looked at the layer of milky white floating on the tea, "You pounded all the Yushan white dew?" This is a good thing, it only sprouts in five hundred years, and it is only half a catty of tea leaves. He doesn't like to drink tea, and things have always been collected by his uncle for gifts and gratitude.

"It's also a matter of putting things away, so it's better to try them. Lan Qing Ruoke didn't have the slightest knowledge of a loser, so she made a special trip to ask her uncle. This Yushan Bailu is said to be a treasure, but the monks are mostly fond of magic treasures, and these things are just icing on the cake. "Taste it, how does it taste?"

Seeing her hands dragging her cheeks, her eyes watching him and waiting for his reaction, she no longer hesitated to sniff the tip of her nose, there was indeed a fragrance of mountain rain. He pursed his lips lightly, but his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes stared at her deeply, with hidden displeasure.

Seeing this glance, Lan Qingruo's heart jumped, and he asked suspiciously, "What's wrong, isn't it delicious?"

"You're going to play in the snow again?" Shen Yuan said affirmatively.

"Poof-" Lan Qingruo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly chuckled. pursed his lips, tilted his head and teased: "I can taste it, I don't"

Before he could finish speaking, the earth suddenly shook, and a tearing sound came from outside, which was very terrifying. Shen Yuan's eyes suddenly sank, and he scolded angrily: "Presumptuous!"

Then I saw him burst out of his palm with a powerful and huge golden disk-like magic seal, swinging his spell towards the stormy sky, and the sky crashed like a whirlpool. The porcelain vase in the room, including the teapot on the table, was all broken, and the boiling tea splashed out and sprinkled on Lan Qingruo, who was still unresponsive, making her subconsciously cover her hands, pain and groan.

Shen Yuan immediately guarded her mind, thinking that the illusion was about to be shattered, and she would also feel it. His eyes suddenly sharpened, and he stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms strongly, and at the same time forcibly resisted the two foreign cultivators with supreme magic until everything returned to normal.

Lan Qingruo was a little hurt by his clenched arm, but she was even more puzzled by such an abnormal celestial phenomenon. "Husband, what is going on?

She had never seen anything like it, as if the whole world was going to be shattered, the sky was swallowed by black swirls, and the ground was a bright red color.

"It's fine. Shen Yuan lowered his head and kissed her lightly in the hair, his eyes were gloomy, revealing evil energy, and he said in a low voice: "Two reckless people!"

Outside the illusory fantasy picture scroll, Mo Ranchen and Xie Jinse were forced to withdraw at the same time, their blood surging wildly, and their mouths were bright red. Xie Jinse even thought that his cultivation was not enough, and he couldn't bear it and fell to the ground gasping weakly, unable to even breathe.

After Mo Yanchen crossed his knees to calm the blood surge in his body a little, he stepped forward to treat Xie Jinse's injuries. When he noticed that something was wrong just now, he planned to withdraw his hand, but the head of the Xie family was very persistent and kept enhancing his magic cultivation, so the backlash was even more serious.

After seeing that the two of them had finished pranayama, the old housekeeper of Huaishan couldn't help but step forward and asked, "Master Mo, Master Xie, what happened?"

Mo Ranchen got up, stared at the scroll with his eyes, and said in disbelief: "Senior brother used magic to resist the power of me and the head of the Xie family, causing the two of us to be eaten by their own spells. ”

The old housekeeper of Huaishan couldn't help but widen his eyes, and after a long time, he couldn't help but sigh and let people take out some conditioning pills.

"This proves that my previous guess was correct. Mo Yanchen clutched his chest, gritted his teeth and calmed the turbulent aura in his body again, "It's Senior Brother himself who doesn't want to come out of the Illusory Illusion Realm." ”

He is not deeply immersed in it, confused about the real and the unreal, but greedy for everything in the illusion, and does not hesitate to contend with the two of them.

And Xie Jinse finished breathing, slowly got up from the ground, and muttered. "Is he crazy! No—I'm going to try again. ”

"Just now, he is already merciful, if he does it with all his might, you will already die!" Mo Ranchen stopped Xie Jinse, who wanted to try again, in time, not wanting her to make such a senseless sacrifice.

"Even if it is a death, I will try!" Xie Jinse said sharply: "What is there in that illusion that makes him miss it to such a point?! If it goes on like this, he will die, doesn't he know?!"

Mo Ranchen pondered, if he wanted to save his senior brother, the only way was to break the seal. Now, he had no choice but to send Kunlun disciples to 'continue' Meng Zhong's whereabouts.

Huaishan has its own pride of Huaishan, although this kind of thing is not worth mentioning in the cultivation realm, but what happened to Miss Lan back then was a knot between the two sides after all. Uncle Gong came to eat behind closed doors, and the other party was obviously unwilling to help with this. Talk about 520 free reading_

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