Luo Gray Qi raised his head to look at the pollen floating in the air, his vision gradually became blurred, and at the moment when he was about to fall, Mu Xunian quickly moved to his side and inserted the needle in his hand into the back of his neck.

The boy was awake instantly. 『『【Full text reading baoliny】

"Illusion?" Luo Shenqi's voice was hoarse.

Mu Xunian nodded, and she handed the pill in her hand to Luo Grayqi: "It's for brain clearing, just eat it." ”

Luo Gray Qi put the pill in his mouth, he took it in, the cool breath ran down his throat and traveled through all the veins in his body, he stood up straight, and his vision was really clear.

The red mist surrounded the entire room, Liang Qiuqiu's figure was not real, and Mu Xunian pulled out the needle inserted in the back of the young man's head and wrapped it in a handkerchief.

"If there was no ghost doctor on the scene, this kind of Cheng Dù's illusion would easily defeat that female ghost...... Qiuqiu, when did you learn to walk the left side of the door?"

She remembered that Liang Qiuqiu when she was a child, she looked down on these little tricks, and she always thought in her heart that only Yin Yang was the most powerful spiritual art in the world, and other illusions, enchantments, and healing techniques were ...... It's not worth mentioning!

The red-clothed female ghost named Fuzi was indeed trapped in this illusion full of flowers, and all she saw with her eyes was the boundless Santu River in the underworld, and she stood on the bridge in surprise, not knowing why she suddenly returned here.

In the distance, a figure came to see an old woman with a vicissitudes of life, she carried a bucket of water and stopped in front of her: "Girl, do you want to drink Meng Po soup?"

"Meng Po soup?"

"After drinking this, you can forget the past and be reincarnated happily and happily again......"

"Happy ......"

As soon as the old woman spoke, her thoughts couldn't help but wander with the old woman's words, Fuzi didn't know what was going on, she always felt as if her body was not her own!

"Come, girl, have a bowl......"

Meng Po's voice was full of bewilderment, Fuzi unconsciously took the bowl, her red lips gently took the wooden bowl, and just as she wanted to drink it into her stomach, there was a tingling pain in the back of her neck - "Ah!" she screamed, and the bowl in her hand fell to the ground!

At that moment, Meng Po in front of her disappeared, along with the Yinyang Bridge and the Santu River, all disappeared without a trace!

Fuzi stared blankly at the room, the pollen and aroma all dissipated, and the hateful girl stood across from her, frowning behind her.

"Pain ......" Fuzi wanted to turn around, but the person behind her controlled her body, because the breath was very familiar, she couldn't help but sneer: "Luo, why are you here?"

"If I don't come, you'll die!"

The man pulled out the silver needle suddenly, and the woman hissed, she covered the back of her neck and complained, "You can't be gentle!"

There was a man's cough behind him, and Wei Sen's face turned red, and he waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, okay, you two don't go public anymore, Fuzi, you are too careless!

Fuzi opened her mouth, she lowered her head a little weakly, and glared at Liang Qiuqiu fiercely by the way-this stinky girl made her embarrassed in front of her master!

Behind the woman stood the man, tall, wearing a black suit with a short ponytail, the man was not outstanding, but his eyes were unexpectedly attractive, as if he just looked at you, you couldn't move your body.

Worst!

Liang Qiuqiu held her breath, she just played a little trick with the illusion she learned from the ancient book, but she didn't expect to meet a powerful illusionist in front of her!

Although the man didn't do anything, Liang Qiuqiu could completely feel the oppressive aura, compared to him, his previous self was really small......