Chapter 453: Illusion

Su Qianmo hurriedly poked his head out and found that Lu Changan was exerting spiritual power on a place that looked like a wind tunnel, and the spiritual power flowed out, but it was all absorbed by this wind tunnel, and a large amount of spiritual power input seemed to be close to the bottomless pit, and it was all gone.

"It's really strange, if it was an ordinary wind tunnel, how could it absorb spiritual power, it would have been dissolved and opened a long time ago. Su Qianmo frowned and muttered to himself.

"So I said, it's very strange here, and there must be something strange in it. ”

"Lu Shaoxia, hurry, stop it, don't waste any more spiritual power, let me see if I can solve this mystery. ”

Lu Changan agreed, and just wanted to contain the spiritual power, but found that the wind tunnel seemed to be holding him, and the spiritual power could not be recovered at all, but was dragged deeper and deeper, and dragged more and more.

"Qianmo, it's not good, my spiritual power can't be contained, this wind tunnel is sucking my internal power!" Lu Changan exclaimed, and his face changed when he landed, he was just trying to do it, but he didn't want to become like this.

Su Qianmo was also taken aback, but she quickly calmed down and began to study it carefully.

The wind tunnel is like a black hole, bottomless, spinning at high speed in the wind, and it seems that there is an invisible force that sucks Lu Changan into it and can't pull it out.

Just as Su Qianmo was pondering with his eyes down, Lu Changan suddenly exclaimed: "Something is wrong with this wind tunnel, there is fog in it, Qianmo be careful!"

Su Qianmo looked up, but it was too late, he only felt dizzy, and the whole person seemed to be floating by the clouds, weak and weak, and his thoughts were drifting farther and farther.

She subconsciously called Lu Changan, but she didn't get a response for a long time.

When Lu Changan found that the wind tunnel would erupt with fog, his consciousness began to gradually disperse, and he was no longer able to resist the attraction of the wind tunnel, only to hear Su Qianmo's call in his ears, he wanted to agree, but he couldn't speak.

Thoughts wandered, and the two lost themselves separately, and they couldn't find any trace of each other, as if they had entered two different worlds.

When Su Qianmo became more conscious, she seemed to be in a small town, the town was bustling with people coming and going, but no one seemed to notice her lying in the middle of the street at the moment.

She wanted to speak, she wanted to shout, but she found that she couldn't say a word, and it seemed that something was blocked in her throat, and she lost her voice.

No one seemed to notice her on the streets, but they were busy with their own business, the hawkers were shouting in the streets, the women were wandering in front of the jewelry shops, the literati were drinking tea in the teahouses, and the children were running happily around in the streets with sugar gourds.

Su Qianmo kept walking forward vigilantly and aimlessly, although she couldn't speak, but fortunately, her consciousness was not blurred, and her spirit was still good. She tried to look at the capacity, and found that her internal force was the same as the sound, and she couldn't use it.

A heart unconsciously mentioned the throat and eyes, appeared here inexplicably, unable to speak, and had no internal strength, what is the difference between an ordinary mute girl, they are all bullied and slaughtered. At this moment, Lu Changan didn't know where he was, and who he should turn to if he was really in danger.

What Su Qianmo didn't know was that Lu Changan's situation at this moment was not much better than her.

Lu Changan regained consciousness and found himself in a forest, which was no different from an ordinary forest, not as full of aura as the Emerald Isle, but on the contrary, full of weirdness.

"Anyone?" He tried to shout, but the only echoes in response were his own echoes and the sound of "gargling" leaves in the wind, which only gave him goosebumps.

"Where are you?" He tentatively called Su Qianmo again But the result was the same, and still no one responded.

Lu Changan also lost his spiritual power at this moment, his whole body was soft, almost the same as ordinary people, he didn't have any internal strength, and he couldn't use any moves.

He had no choice but to walk along the way in this strange woods. I don't know how long I walked, the sun didn't seem to move, it still hung in the sky, the sun was sunny and scorching, and Lu Changan was already sweating after walking for a long time.

Fortunately, this sun never seems to set, although it is very unreasonable, Lu Changan knows in his heart that this is not an ordinary place. He remembered that he had been swept up in the Wind Cave of the Demon Cult and had come to this strange wood.

It's okay during the day, but if it's at night, the beast is infested, and with Lu Changan's current skills, he can't beat it.

After walking like this for a while, in the distance, there seemed to be the sound of stroking the qin, the sound of the piano was intermittent, and it came in a curling way, Lu Changan was vigilant, for fear of a mistake, and he was set up here.

It doesn't matter if you die, there is nothing to be nostalgic about in this world anyway. But before the great cause is imminent, the demon cult has not been eliminated, and even if he dies, he will die unstable.

The sound of the piano seems to be getting clearer and clearer, hooking Lu Changan's soul little by little. Lu Changan followed the sound of the piano and walked towards the front little by little, wanting to know the source of the sound and where it was.

He was full of questions waiting to be answered, but there was no second person to see but him. It would be great if the violin sturter could answer the question.

The sound of the piano is getting closer and closer, just a few feet away from Lu Changan, a high platform rises from the ground, surrounded by green bamboo, elegant and quiet, a paradise of the likeness.

On the high platform, a woman in white was sitting on the piano. The white clothes were fluttering, the eyebrows were low, and from a distance, Lu Changan was still a little familiar.

An inexplicable force pulled him on, getting closer and closer. At this moment, it was as if he had lost his soul and had become a walking corpse. But he wanted to know too much who the woman on the high platform was, and his consciousness gradually took over, and he was willingly breached and dragged by the defense.

In the dark, it seemed that a voice was tempting him, "Come on, come up and see." ”

Beneath the high platform, there seems to be no way out. The high platform rises from the ground, there are no steps, there is no ladder, the woman is still slowly caressing the qin on it, and the sound of the piano tugs at Lu Changan's heartstrings little by little, making his heart ripple.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and Lu Changan, who was originally immersed in it, suddenly woke up, looked at the surrounding environment in surprise and surprise, and felt like a drum in his heart.

The woman on the high platform slowly lowered her head and looked at Lu Changan.

Lu Changan was startled, and staggered back a step, this face is clearly Ji Ling! No wonder it is so familiar when you look at it from a distance, how can this be unfamiliar!