"The person you care about is never me, so why are you pulling my consciousness into your retrospective method?"

"Why do you want me to watch you and Yi Shu return to worship with my own eyes, don't you think you are cruel like this?" He choked in his throat, he didn't say this sentence, she couldn't hear him and didn't want to say it, he seemed to be a resentful woman, it hurt his self-esteem too much.

As soon as she finished speaking, she didn't want to leave him, so she turned her head and married Yi Shugui, how did her heart grow?

Is there anyone in this world who is as capricious as her? How could there be such a person as her!

"It's fun, isn't it?!! it's fun to have an empty rejoice, isn't it!!"

He almost roared, but she was willing to be covered by Yi Shugui.

He called and called and called to give up.

It's silly.

He felt silly trying to wake her up.

Even if he was immersed in falsehood, it was her own volition, so what right did he have to stop her?

In what capacity did he stop her?

As in the past, she would rather be scattered than hurt in the slightest, it was her own volition, what qualifications did he have to make decisions for her?

If he forcibly woke her up, she would wake up and find that Yi Shu was really dead, she would be even more sad, and maybe hate him even more.

Why should he be bored!

He closed his eyes and turned his head away from them as they entered the cave room, only to find that the scene was rooted in his mind like a perpetual scrolling image, and he could not refuse to watch it.

It was useless for him to close his eyes, it was useless to shake his head.

It was useless to tell her to let herself go.

Although he was pulled in by her using the retrospective method, but after coming here, she fell into it and realized that she had used the retrospective method, and she didn't want to go out herself, so how could she let him out?

For the first time, he felt so helpless and tired, and it was really tiring to want to escape but not let people escape.

There are not many gods who can use such high-level techniques as the Illusion Trapping Technique.

Could it be the Emperor of Heaven?

But what the Emperor of Heaven wants is his life, trapping him with this trapping technique, at least he will weave a sweet dream he wants, trapping him with this unbearable nightmare, he won't fall into it at all, he will wake up one day, so what's the point?

The caster is Chong Cen Duxiao.

Or rather, it's for the demon god.

On the one hand, he couldn't stop worrying about Cen Duxiao's safety, and on the other hand, he secretly scolded himself for not being nosy, how could he still be in the mood to care about her when he was too busy to take care of himself!

It was her dream, she was willing to fall into it, and no one forced her!

......

That night, Cen Duxiao tossed and turned on the bed, thinking about the past between her and Feng Yizhi, and the desperate call, her heart was like a knife.

She couldn't help but corroborate the fact that those things had really existed in the past, she turned around, looked at Yi Shugui who was lying on her back in the dark, and said, "The flower between my eyebrows is a seal. After all, the flower between my eyebrows is a seal, isn't it?"

Yi Shugui actually had insomnia, and when he heard it, he knew the purpose of her question, so he yawned and pretended to be lazy: "What seal can you have as a mortal?"

Cen Duxiao does not deny that he is an ordinary person, but Hua Tian can't be wiped off or washed, it can't be an ordinary person, "I don't remember when I started to have it between my eyebrows." ”

Yi Shugui changed his posture, pillowed his arm, his voice was sleepy, and said slowly: "That's obviously a scar on your forehead when you were a child, and the scar can't be removed, you are a girl who loves beauty, and Sister Qingqing used the juice of the immortal flower to decorate a flower between your eyebrows to cover the scar." ”

"Immortal flowers?" Cen Duxiao heard for the first time.

Yi Shugui didn't seem to expect her to be surprised, "The immortal flower juice will be integrated into your skin to achieve a permanent effect, this is how your flower is from, have you forgotten this?"

Cen Duxiao lay flat, touching her forehead, her thoughts were entangled from the past to the present.

If Boundless is her imagination.

She remembered that in her imagination, the flower was used to seal the boundless consciousness.

Suddenly, a loud bang resounded through the night sky, as if some kind of behemoth was tearing apart, causing the earth to shake violently.

She and Yi Shugui got up suddenly, she was just about to put on her shoes and clothes, Yi Shugui said, "You stay and don't come out, I'll go and see." ”

Cen Duxiao will not be obedient.

That sound sounded like the shattering sound of the Huashan formation being forcibly broken.

In her impression, in her dream, she used Wangshu, who was about to become a heavenly sword, to split the Huashan Mountain Protection Array.

That's because Yuen Long in the dream killed Master and Yuan Kang, and she couldn't bear to rush to Huashan to clear the portal for Master.

At this moment, who broke this quiet peace?

The Huashan magic circle was broken, and the peaks of Huashan entered emergency alert, and Yi Han and the elders hurriedly repaired the magic circle at the eye of the array.

Beams of aurora-like white light shot straight into the night sky, overshadowing the stars, becoming the most dazzling existence in the entire night.

"What's going on?" Yi Shugui asked, grabbing the outer disciple who was hurrying back to report the news.

"Magic ...... Demon God, he ...... Attacked......" The outer disciple spurted out a mouthful of blood foam from his mouth, his body stiffened, and he fell vertically to the ground.

Yi Shugui almost crushed his back molars: "The !! of the wind"

Cen Duxiao was shocked like five thunderbolts, looked at the white light in confusion, listened to the sound of the sword in his ears, and said in a trance: "What is he doing here?"

Yi Shugui glanced at her with a complicated expression.

Huashan's mountain protection array has guarded Huashan for thousands of years and has never had a loophole.

Coincidentally, on the wedding day of his and Cen Duxiao, he was broken by Fengyi, what could he be for?

Yi Shugui trembled and reached out to cover the outer disciple's out-of-focus eyes and help him close them.

The anger in Yi Shugui's eyes surged like a torrent, and he said in a questioning tone that he would not have used to her before: "Did you go to him today? Did you make an agreement with him that he would take you away?"

Cen Duxiao shook her head blankly, "No...... I ......"

Yes, yes, she had said she would never leave him again.

But isn't that a dream?

Cen Duxiao's mind was chaotic like a black cloud pressing down on the city, and then it went blank.

Yi Shugui was no longer angry, his voice was full of extreme disappointment, "He can't control himself, he's crazy, he wants to kill all the people in Guanghua Mountain, Rao is like this, do you want to choose to go with him?"

Sword lights flashed in the distance, and Cen Duxiao seemed to be able to hear the screams of the outer disciples who were desperately resisting.

He said: "Cen Duxiao, if you don't wake up again, I will wash Huashan in blood!"

She felt chills all over her body, like falling into an ice cellar.

In the dream, because of her entanglement with Feng Yizhi, she killed everyone, and the nightmare finally woke up, she just accepted the fact that everyone was safe, did she want the tragedy to happen again?

Yi Shugui asked again, as if asking into the depths of her soul, "Choose between him and us, either he dies or we die, how do you choose?"

Choose?

Why choose?

She wants her relatives to stay by her side, and she wants to be with Feng Yizhi, is she too greedy?

Why can't they put down their swords, why do they have to live or die!