Consciousness passed through layers of dense fog, and Ye Shuo felt that his current divine consciousness should have been integrated into the consciousness of Moliang City. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info shows that Ye Shuo has infiltrated his illusion.

It wasn't a smooth process. A heavy black fog, another black fog, there is always something unavoidable fog ahead, blocking Ye Shuo's footsteps of exploration. Ye Shuo circled around in Moliang City's consciousness, but he couldn't find the only entrance to the illusion.

Adding another layer of telekinesis, Ye Shuo felt the depth of exploration this time. The consciousness of him and Mo Liangcheng has almost merged with each other. It was under such conditions that Ye Shuo saw the black fog in front of him, and it seemed that it was finally a bit of a dilution trend.

There seems to be light ahead.

Ye Shuo followed the direction of the light source. The light became more and more intense, and at the end, Ye Shuo felt that he could barely open his eyes. It's like the midday sun, which makes it impossible to see everything in front of you. Ye Shuo could only close his eyes slightly, and with his intuition, he continued to walk forward.

And all of a sudden, the light source was gone, so quickly, so suddenly.

At this time, Ye Shuo realized that he was already in a completely unfamiliar environment. Could it be that he had already entered the illusion of Moliang City? Looking around, he felt that this was a very desolate place, and Ye Shuo did not find any figure in Moliang City.

This desolate place is empty.

What a strange illusion. Ye Shuo looked at this solemn environment, "It's no wonder that Moliang City looks so lifeless." Being in such an illusion ...... Ye Shuo felt that his emotions were inexplicably beginning to become depressed and depressed.

Could it be that the environment of this illusion is influencing oneself?Or strictly speaking, because of the integration with the consciousness of Moliang City, the negative emotions of Moliang City have begun to affect themselves at this time!?

You can't go around like this with nothing to do anymore. Ye Shuo casually picked a path and hurriedly ran forward. In short, hurry up now, hurry up, I hope that the figure of Moliang City can appear in front of me.

It's raining.

Ye Shuo came to a desolate ancient town, which had been uninhabited for a long time and looked very dilapidated. The houses there, the tiled houses are blue, with earth-gray walls. One after another, the neat and orderly tiles are arranged in an orderly manner in the wooden shelves, which is neither monotonous nor boring. The mottled walls, which have left the mark of year after year, are neatly arranged in rows of houses, and the eaves are gently cocked upward, which seems to be a beautiful smile. The faded red bricks and green tiles also show the vicissitudes of life. The mystery of this ancient town is elusive.

And this sense of mystery, especially under such a rainy shroud, is even more indescribably depressing.

The haze gathered in the sky of the ancient town, and the drizzle gathered and dripped, and they fell down, hitting the small potholes on the ground, splashing a little splash, broken, scattered, and gathered again. So after a while, the sky on the eaves and the ground under the eaves were shrouded, and a confused white seemed to envelop the whole world.

However, Ye Shuo did not get any rain. It was as if the sky he was in was in another plane, except for the fact that it wasn't raining above his head. This feeling makes the drizzle of the entire ancient town a kind of background. Or, the entire ancient town is the background, and Ye Shuo is not integrated into this space.

Suddenly, Ye Shuo saw a faint figure in front of him. The figure grew from a small point in size to a large one, and when his entire body appeared in front of Ye Shuo, it was only a few blinks of an eye, and it could be seen that the figure was moving at an extremely abnormal speed. After all, Ye Shuo is now in an illusionary realm, and some things can't be measured by common sense.

Ye Shuo is not uncommon and strange, after all, in his own fantasy realm, he has become the Emperor of the Evil World, what other strange things are there to be surprised!

It was a middle-aged man in a purple robe.

Mozhong Mountain?

Ye Shuo's mind swelled up with such a concept, and the person in front of him was called Mo Chongshan. Perhaps it was precisely because of his integration with the consciousness of Moliang City that he was able to know the identity of the characters in the fantasy realm of Moliang City.

But it was strange that he could know who the name of the person in front of him was, and even where he lived, but he couldn't know the relationship between him and Moliang City. Could it be that this is the subconscious of Moliang City?

I saw Mo Chongshan stumbling down the street, muttering to himself as he walked, "Lonely city, lonely city—where are you?" young man, do you see my son?"

After all, this was the first "living person" Ye Shuo saw in the illusion, so he hurriedly walked over and said, "Old man, calm down first, I'll help you find it, can you tell me some of your son's situation first, huh...... What are some of your son's characteristics?"

Ye Shuo said as he prayed that Mo Chongshan would never use him as a background, ignore him directly, or pass directly through the middle of his body. In this way, he will always be able to be a spectator in the illusion of Moliang City, but he can't change anything, if so, how can he wake up Moliang City?

Mo Chongshan's unfocused eyes suddenly became enlightened, "Can you? Can you help me?"

"Great, he didn't ignore me. Ye Shuo was secretly glad that since he was able to talk to and even communicate with the characters in the illusion of Moliang City, this proved that Ye Shuo might be able to change the illusion of Moliang City and wake him up.

Mo Chongshan then said emotionally: "My lonely city, you can recognize it at a glance in the crowd! He is so good, he is my pride!" He held Ye Shuo's hand again, a handful of snot and tears, "Lonely City is my only son, maybe my incompetent father, can't provide all the glory he deserves, so he ran away from home a few years ago! But now, my father and son are separated by yin and yang, I just hope that he can come back to collect my bones! Send me to the earth for peace!"

Ye Shuo could only listen patiently in order to find clues. While listening, he secretly complained about Mo Gucheng, no matter how good it is, the family is still the family, and the person who doesn't even talk about the least filial piety at this point, even if the future cultivation is thorough, how can he be called a real strong man?

Ye Shuo was still secretly complaining, but he suddenly received a new concept in his heart. This new concept made Ye Shuo suddenly feel shocked.

The Mozhong Mountain in front of him is the father of Moliang City!

"Wait!" Ye Shuo suddenly reacted: "You said that Mogucheng is your only son, what about Moliangcheng? You also have a second son! His name is Moliangcheng, don't you remember?"

Mo Chongshan shook his head violently: "What Moliang City, I don't recognize! I don't have a second son, no! My son only has a lonely city, and only a lonely city is qualified to write a tombstone for me!" It seemed that the mention of Moliang City made Mo Chongshan very angry, and he staggered on.

However, as Mo Chongshan walked, Ye Shuo suddenly saw a large number of blood holes emerging from his chest, which had rotted out hollow white bones.

In the end, Mozhong Mountain turned into a white bone.

This...... This is in an illusion, and you can't be too logical...... Ye Shuo tried to remind himself that he could let go