The half-beat heartbeat that missed the beat was connected again, and the day submerged trying to calm his emotions, not opening his mouth but constantly taking deep breaths, closing his eyes tightly and telling himself that it was all an illusion.

However, when he thought he had broken these illusions and opened his eyes, what appeared in front of him was still his own hall, with four dishes and one soup on a table of eight immortals, and a dilapidated bamboo slip spread out on the tea table, he was still tightly thrown in a warm embrace, and his hands had long since unconsciously hugged the person in his arms.

"Ah Qian, you've lost weight. Mo Yifan's voice still sounded in his ears, as good as in his memory, and he said with a slight softness in the cold, "I made the dishes you like to eat, can you eat with me?"

"Hmm. Gently letting go of his hands, he pushed him out of his arms with a sigh of relief, holding his delicate and good-looking face with both hands, and stared, "Mo Yifan, you smiled!"

Nodding slowly, Mo Yifan bent a pair of narrow eyes, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled brighter, and said sweetly: "Well, because I saw you!"

"Oh-" A trace of discomfort welled up in his heart inexplicably, and the day dive simply answered, and let go of him and walked to the dining table.

However, before he could reach the table, a pair of hands wrapped around his waist behind him, followed by a warm body with a faint fragrance on his back, and Mo Yifan's chin rested on his shoulder socket.

He seemed to have experienced the current situation in his dreams before, and at that time, he would often wake up from a dream and scold himself for being crazy, and he was so intimate with a man in his dream.

But now after the real experience, although I feel uncomfortable, I seem to enjoy this feeling a little, isn't it really different from others?

"Ah Qian-" Mo Yifan suddenly moved his thin lips to the ear of the day dive, and rubbed it gently, making a sound similar to the messy breathing in a murmur, and said, "Don't go, okay?"

I only felt that a hot current suddenly surged in my body, and the chaos made Tian Qian feel that his throat seemed to be burning a fire suddenly, and there was still firewood added to it, until it burned fiercely, roasting his mouth dry, as if only a little mouth, there would be a violent flame coming out, lighting himself and wrapping the person wrapped around his body.

"Okay?"

Mo Yifan seemed to notice his abnormality, the hands that surrounded him tightened a little, and the hot and moist lips that were still attached to his ears before had moved to his neck socket at some point.

That "good" actually jumped into his mouth from his heart when he asked for the first time, but the day dive gritted him in his teeth, refusing to let it squeeze out between his lips.

It's not that he doesn't want to stay with this person who doesn't know when he cares about it, but he is not a fool during the day, at least what is true and what is false, no matter how confused (Xiaoqing) is confused, he can still tell clearly.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva and extinguishing the fire burning in his chest, he quietly urged the immortal power of the golden light in the black in his body to wrap himself whole, and his dry hands that were always on his waist changed his posture, and fiercely buckled between the hands of Mo Yifan's hands stacked together, and gently tore them to the two sides.

Mo Yifan, who was behind him, was shocked by his move, let go of his hands in confusion, took a few steps back, stared at him aggrievedly, and asked silently with an extremely complaining and longing look.

Turning around slowly, the long soft sword of the soul has been conjured out of the hand of the day dive, and there is still a strong immortal power flowing on the sword, which makes his whole person have a murderous momentum.

Mo Yifan's smile seemed to be stiffened in the air, he didn't understand why Dayqian would treat him like this, could it be that he never cared about himself, but he was just wishful thinking?

"Ah Qian—"

"Shut up!" Daydive interrupted him fiercely, his eyes sharpened and he said in a deep voice, "You're not him. ”

"Who am I not?" Mo Yifan's pupils flashed with a fleeting stunnedness, and he said extremely aggrievedly, "Ah Qian, don't you know me? I'm Mo Yifan!"

"Shhh

Maybe others are not qualified to question the person in front of him like this, but Daydive has this qualification, just because he knows the guy named Mo Yifan better than anyone else!

Although he is indeed a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, he will never put any emotions on the surface, even if he likes or dislikes them very much, and he will not show them on that good-looking but expressionless face; although he can laugh, he will never let people see it, even if he can just catch a glimpse, it can be regarded as a blessing in three lives, let alone smile so brightly like the sun at this moment; although he can call himself, he will never use such an intimate title as "Ah Qian".

The most important point is that Mo Yifan is a person who hates physical contact very much, although he is an exception to himself, he has never acted so excessively.

Therefore, Dayqian dared to conclude that the thing in front of him, whether it was a person or an illusion, could never be the Mo Yifan he knew.

"Isn't this bad?" "Mo Yifan" saw that he had been exposed, but he was fearless, took a few steps forward with a little charm, and said to the day dive, "Ah Qian, don't you want to be with me forever?"

This sentence entered the heart of the day Qian, why didn't he want to be with this person, but he wanted to be with the real Mo Yifan, not a false illusion.

"No, you're not him!" said the day dive coldly, keeping his posture vigilant.

Dodging to him again, "Mo Yifan" raised his hand and grabbed his sword-holding hand, took him into his arms again, and said: "How can that Xuanting be obtained by you as a mortal, no matter how strong it is? You just want a me, and now I'm not better than the cold one before?"

"I-"

"You look at me, Ah Qian-" covered his mouth, "Mo Yifan" said with a soft look in his eyes, "Forget about those useless pasts, I am in front of you, the real me!"

In fact, at this moment, the mind of the day dive was moved, after all, he had never set foot in that Xuanting, and he didn't know how many sword immortals there were more powerful and terrifying than that Mo Yichen and Qi Lei, if he could stay here, Xu would be good.

However, Mo Yifan's last look at himself before leaving flashed in the mind of the day dive, how desperate and reluctant, and how distressed and reassuring.

"Ah Qian-" Just when "Mo Yifan" wanted to take down the Soul Separation Long Soft Sword in the hand of Day Qian, his movements froze there, and his voice trembled, "You, you, can you really kill me and me-"

Blood spilled from the corners of his lips, dripping down on the black blade that had half submerged into his chest, and disappeared, only to make the darkness even brighter.

The hand holding the sword was trembling, and the day was hanging his head, and his face was covered by his long silver hair that was not tied up, making it impossible to see what kind of expression he had on his face at this moment.

"I'm sorry-" He said in a deep voice with a slight cry, "Mo Yifan, I will definitely save you back!"

With that, he bit his lower lip hard, closed his long, crimson phoenix eyes, and jerked his left hand back.

I felt a sharp pain in my chest, and I choked out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and then the whole person fell to the ground as if prostration, and everything in front of me returned to the appearance of the narrow room, and his home and the person who was waiting for him to prepare meals at home disappeared.

"What did you see?" Nirvana squatted in front of him with her hands on her knees, and asked with a good-looking little face with a wicked smile, "But is that the second son of the Mo family?"

"Hmm. ”

Nodding honestly, Daydive's mood was a little complicated.

He was very happy that he was able to break free from the demons so quickly and not be trapped in that unreal space, but he was also very disappointed, because he wanted to wake up so much that he found that Mo Yichen and Qi Lei had come to catch Mo Yifan and return to the Xuan Court to punish the crime, it was just a nightmare, and everything that happened in that unreal space was really real.

Seeing the struggle in his heart, Nirvana gently stroked his head a few times like an old man, and whispered comfortingly: "If even you are so low, how can you bring everyone back to save people?"

Raising his head suddenly, the day dive met his deep eyes, as if he saw infinite determination and trust in them.

"I'm fine—" With a long sigh of relief, Daydive stood up, looked around, and asked, "Nirvana senior, why are there only the two of us, An Lie and Miss Ji?"

Pointing ahead, Nirvana shrugged his shoulders and sighed helplessly: "Maybe it's in front, maybe it's right next to us, but if this narrow room traps people in the illusion of inner demons, and they can't rush out, others can't see it, so in my opinion, the two of them should still be trapped and haven't come out!"

"I don't know what kind of demon An Lie will fall into, I hope he can come out quickly!"

Compared with Ji Wangyi, who is resolute and not afraid of heaven and earth, he is more worried about Lin Anlie, who is weak and timid, and has too "rich" experience since childhood.

Just as he was worried, Lin Anlie was really trapped in a mysterious and narrow mental illusion specially tailored for him, and unknowingly kept wandering-

"Ouch-"

Lin Anlie felt that his feet were weak, and his whole person lost his stability, fell heavily to the ground, and let out a low (koujin).