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"The Fallen God Venerable can see the son of the West God Venerable, the night death?" The eldest daughter of the Southern God Venerable suddenly asked. This eldest daughter is just an ordinary fairy appearance, and she is not eye-catching among the thousands of flowers. Luoyan barely remembered that they called her Nanling Fairy.

"I've seen it, it's just the friendship of the landlord. If the sisters were to go to the fugue, he would also be hospitable. Luo Yan knew the proportions of what he said. If they say that they haven't seen it, they are afraid that it is unlikely, and they can detect the wind to some extent. And the situation and details at that time can't be said much, after all, they are involved in the secret struggle between the gods.

"The white sand and blue sky of the Western Regions are worth appreciating." Blazing continued, "But the fish dance in the East China Sea is not to be missed. ”

"And the Bamboo Sea Divine Flute to the south of us."

"The Northern God Glacier is not lost."

As soon as he answered this sentence, the corner became more and more lively.

"The Divine Flower Envoy invites the fairies to a feast." A pink-clothed fairy suddenly appeared and invited politely. At this time, the smoke fell and noticed that the sky was dark, and I didn't know when a hundred divine beads were hanging in the air, and the soft light was light and dispersed. With such a gentle alternation, it was no wonder that none of them could feel that the day and night of Tianchi had long since been replaced.

At this time, there were already more than a dozen pink-clothed immortals, leading all the fairies to gather beside the fairy pool. Suddenly, the water of the pool surged to the sides of the rapids, and an avenue of ice reflection appeared in front of him, leading to the bottom of the pool. The ice path is crystal clear, and the bottom of the pond is clearly visible with colorful swimming fish and sea flowers. Walking on the ice road, like a fairy carella on an animated scroll. On both sides of the ice road, there are different ice edges, everything in the world is carved like ice, and the warm mist is light to add charm.

It turns out that the bottom of the heavenly pond is a warm palace. Carved from extremely cold ice, but it doesn't feel cold at all. In addition to Changxuan, who can build such a strange underwater palace in this heaven and earth? Even the falling smoke was very emotional, not to mention the other fairies, and the exclamations were irrepressibly high one after another.

The song banquet is set in the warm palace at the bottom of the Tianchi, which is already a must. Stepping into the warm palace, the sea of ice is clear, and the divine flowers are scattered. Many stages are set up at random, and the songs and immortals dance, and the aftermath lingers, but they can only be heard in a certain enchantment. There are upper guqin sounds, flute singles, guzheng harmony, etc., no crosstalk and no mutual interference. Each corner has its own scene, with its own song and dance.

Looking at these dances scattered in the ice, Luo Yan suddenly understood that they were the division diagram of "Yu Yiqu", and together they were a complete dance music, which could shock the Protoss.

At this time, why do you need other song banquets, just wandering around and playing these parts of the song, I'm afraid a few days will not be enough. Mortals dance out of the smoke is the essence, but I don't know that there are so many details to be integrated during the period, but what can she learn in those dreams? She suddenly felt a little inferior. With the uproar of the fairies, Luoyan finally saw the new god flower envoy, pink as peach blossoms and bright as the morning sun, slowly attending in the admiring eyes of everyone. She wandered among these fancy fat powders, and she was not shocked by the praise, and spoke freely.

Luo Yan had to admire this woman's wit and bravery. He has been in the Heavenly Realm for hundreds of years, and he can't even tell what the family members of the Gods of the Southeast, Northwest and Northwest look like. Now that I think about it, I am afraid that only Yinxue, the daughter of the Northern God Venerable, remembers it, but it ends up with enemies who do not get along. The son of the West God Zun died at night, and he was lucky to become a friend after chasing after thousands of fights. Otherwise, if you anger this son of God, the consequences will be unpredictable.

Indeed, as the mortal smoke said, how can he assist the Divine Monarch?

Before, the master was well protected, and he never minded that he had offended countless gods by playing with children. Later, she was given the position of God, and the Divine King was protective of her and never let her get involved in these disputes. She doesn't have to pay attention to these trivial things. But now, in order to keep the peace of the Divine Realm, even if the Divine Monarch Hengtian has to think about all-round balance, not to be emotional, and mortals will not let go of her leisure, how should she deal with it so that the Divine Monarch does not need to worry about her?

"Sisters, come with me." The mortals let out a soft cry, and the fairies had already flocked to it.

She led the gods through a corridor of ice, seemingly stepping deeper into the bottom of the pool. Then the eyes suddenly brightened, and it was indeed an empty pool, which was very different from the previous beauty. The gods were amazed, and when they didn't know what to mean, the soft light on the six sides suddenly became as bright as day, like a sharp blade. The exclamation of fear suddenly sounded, and it was extremely tragic.

Luoyan desperately wanted to know what was going on, but the white light was dazzling, and he couldn't see at all. She suppressed her panic and thought to herself, no matter how great this mortal's ability to fall into smoke is, even if he didn't dare to slaughter so many relatives in Tianchi. This is nothing more than an illusion. Suddenly, the world fell silent, and the beautiful voice of a mortal fell into his ears:

"If it's really Wuyan's apprentice, don't panic like this."

At the same time, the dazzling white light suddenly decreased, and the light returned to softness. She realized that there was nothing left at the bottom of the pool, and that there were only two of them left.

"What about the other fairies?" She suppressed the anger in her heart and tried to calm her tone.

"Hehe, they're just enjoying their **. This place is called the ** pool, but there is no bottom to touch. The mortal laughed triumphantly.

She recalled carefully, but she had never heard the master talk about the "** pool" of the god clan. Suddenly, the surrounding illusions became shadows, and the fairies seemed to return to their original places, but they were not themselves, only a phantom.

The first time she saw the blazing fairy dancing on the high platform, the silver needle swept across the Divine Monarch Palace, but it was the Ancestor Divine Monarch Changxuan who took over.

"Blazing Flame's lifelong expectation is just to test his divine skills with Changxuan. Whether she can come back depends on whether Chang Xuan wants to enter this illusion realm, pick up her blazing silver needle, and satisfy her **. ”

The smoke was surprised. If Chang Xuan does not enter the illusion realm, will the blazing flame stay in the ** struggle forever and cannot turn back?

"That is the wife of Nanshenzun, the mother of the nine heartstrings. She's going to be addicted to this place. She wants a lot, satisfying one will have another. At this time, she wanted to see her daughter Nine Heartstrings the most, but the Protoss didn't know when she would be able to bring Nine Heartstrings over to her illusion and save her true body. ”

When the smoke falls, I see a beautiful phantom picture: a beautiful young woman sits alone in front of the window and looks out, and outside the window is not the nine-heartstring solo dance to the flowers? Do you have to put the nine heartstrings into the phantom in order to save the immortal wife of the Southern God Venerable?

"That Lingzhu Fairy, proud of the gods, Xianya calls herself. In fact, I have long been secretly moved. ”

As soon as these words came out, among the many illusions, she saw that the Spirit Bead Fairy was exploring the pearl in the deep sea, accompanied by a divine shadow. Isn't that illusory shadow exactly the Nightfall? Nightshade is hiding in her heart, but she? If you want to satisfy them, how many other thoughts will be destroyed?

"I forgot to tell you, ** no pond unabashedly shows all the ** of the master of the illusion. If these ** can't be satisfied, they will struggle endlessly in the illusion, and even Changxuan can't be saved. ”

Is this to make the world chaotic for the Protoss? With so many gods trapped in the illusion of **, how can they save them?

"Y-why did you?" Luoyan looked at her suspiciously.

Chang Xuan cherishes the woman in front of her so much, shouldn't she also love this god clan very much?

"We all want Hengtian, and we want him, why not just the two of us? I want to see, who does he want to satisfy? The mortal smoke suddenly rushed over and grabbed her arm. The blinding white light returned, and the ice beneath their feet suddenly disappeared, and they all fell into the bottomless pool at the same time.

Luo Yan felt that this wisp of remnant soul must be crazy. Among the phantoms I saw just now, there were not a few fairies who hoped to see the lingering love of the Divine Monarch. During this period, there are also expectations for Master Wuyan, and even Changxuan.

Do they want to save them or not? There is nothing wrong with them hiding ** in their hearts, but now they can't help but show it, if they want it or not, how will they face their endless divine destiny in the future?

How could she endure the Divine Monarch Hengtian, and the Master--in order to save them and satisfy their deep-hidden **-those thoughts should have survived in the void forever, and should not have been excavated.

But if they don't save them, how can those high-ranking gods and gods endure the pain of eternal imprisonment of family affection?

She finally understood that the dance music built on the pool of ** - "Yu Yi Song" is so soul-stirring, just because it dances with **, the deeper the viewer dances, the more unable to extricate themselves, such as the comfort after obtaining some kind of **satisfaction, and is reluctant to wake up for a long time.

Chang Xuan forged this pool, what does it mean?

In the last world of the smoke, only his body is left to fall in the abyss. Even when you close your eyes, you can feel the blinding white light flickering frequently, constantly stimulating the brain, and there is nothing but a blank space. She gradually lost her consciousness of control, and only the most primitive thoughts remained.

The rain was like nectar, dripping into her lips, dragging her painful body, and she slowly woke up. She didn't remember who she was, she didn't know what was going on, and a survival instinct supported her to get up and stagger through the dirt roads of the mountains and forests, like a walking corpse. The rain became heavier and heavier, and suddenly there were several terrible horse whistles behind her, and before she could dodge, she was hit by the horse's hooves and rolled down the mountain forest.

Dead leaves and mud stained her clothes, thorns and stones pierced her skin, and she even became sluggish in her sense of pain, so she could not say a word and let the wind and rain inflict abuse. Suddenly, he heard a horse roar, like a sharp blade, and then his body was grabbed by a hand in the air, hanging on the horse's back and galloping away. The wind and rain washed the heavens and the earth, and she could not open her eyes to see things, nor had the slightest strength to struggle, but could only gallop with her horse like a dying prey.

The sound of wind and rain gradually moved away from her world, and she woke up in a daze after warming her throat with a cup of hot water, the first thing that caught her eye was a mud-stained face, and she couldn't see his face clearly in the dark, only that she could not see him directly. At this time, he was leaning on his arms, and there was a burst of warmth behind him, which was his body temperature. Behind him were flickering wildfires, and his muscular body was reflected in the dimness.

"My patients need to be served, so you should repay me for saving my life." His tone was stern, an order rather than a consultation. Only then did she notice that there was a long-haired woman lying on one side of the fire, and the firelight reflected her haggard face, as if she had not recovered from a serious illness. She wanted to reply to his words, but her throat was like fire, and her voice was hoarse and unable to make a sound.

"You're not lightly injured, but it's all skin injuries, just rest for a few days." He handed her the remaining warm water, turned back to the woman's side, and carefully wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

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