Chapter 871: Illusion

The true spirit body is suppressed by the will of heaven and earth on the earth, and even the tiger demon at the peak of the ninth level cannot exert its true combat power.

Therefore, Wang Ziqiao underestimated them, but at this time it can be regarded as a real understanding.

The second one came up was Huo Xiang, the third was Wei Ziao, the fourth was Su Feifei, the fifth was Yu Wei, the sixth was Dugu Wuyuan, the seventh was Ye Qingling, the eighth was Xia Tingyu, the ninth was Matsubara Junzi, and the tenth was Liu Baozhu.

There were a total of ten people, and they all stepped on the third layer one after another, which not only surprised Senior Brother Wan and Senior Sister Qiao, but even Wang Ziqiao himself was deeply surprised.

But soon he figured out the reason, all he had to endure so much pain was entirely because he had magic seeds, if when he stepped on the steps, he didn't use magic or mental power to suppress the broken blood vessels, let the blood flow clean, and then the aura entered the bone marrow, washing the muscles and marrow, it would be easier.

That is, the more you resist, the more painful it becomes.

Senior Brother Wan looked at everyone and said with a smile: "First of all, I should congratulate you on reaching the true spirit realm, and this third layer, the test will be your feelings, well, now each of you choose a room to enter, on the table in the room, there is a cup of Forgetfulness Water, if you are suffering and suffering, you can choose to drink the Forgetfulness Water, of course, you can also choose not to drink, once you enter, unless you die or fully adapt to the environment inside, otherwise, you will not be released!" ”

After saying a word, he turned around, and the long corridor behind him led into the distance, and on both sides of the corridor were houses that no one could see inside for the time being.

Walk forward together, come to the first door, the stone door is open, inside is like a bedroom, the area is only about 30 square meters, in front of the splendid gauze tent is a table of eight immortals, there is a wine jug and two wine glasses on the table, smell it, there is a faint aroma.

"It's plain here, there's nothing strange about it, it's just an ordinary bedroom, what feelings can test a person?" Prince Qiao was puzzled, looked at everyone, and said, "I'll go in first!" ”

Everyone nodded, but Ye Qingling used the love cup to communicate with Wang Ziqiao: "You have to keep your mind in contact with me at any time!" ”

Wang Ziqiao nodded: "Don't worry! ”

Stepping in, the moment the stone door closed, Wang Ziqiao felt some subtle changes in the environment in front of him, as if he was in another space.

"Huh? Nalan Rourou? Wang Ziqiao found that there was actually a woman sitting in the splendid gauze tent, this woman was really Nalan Rourou, who had not seen her for a long time and missed her very much.

She is still so beautiful, with a thin waist and big breasts, wearing a pure white dress, her hair hangs down her shoulders like a waterfall, and a pair of talking eyes are blinking at Wang Ziqiao, and chuckles: "You're here!" ”

Prince Qiao instinctively walked up: "Why are you here?" ”

"People aren't waiting for you? I knew you were coming! Nalan Rourou got up from the edge of the bed, came to Wang Ziqiao's side, exhaled like an orchid, chirped, and kissed Wang Ziqiao on the cheek.

Wang Ziqiao raised his hand and touched his cheek, which was moist and moist, leaving a lingering fragrance, but his mouth was puzzled: "Didn't you drink that forgetful water?" ”

"Of course you didn't drink it, people can't bear you!" Nalan Rourou hugged Wang Ziqiao's waist, pressed her breasts on Wang Ziqiao's chest, and snuggled in Wang Ziqiao's arms.

The delicate body was as soft as a boneless, which made Prince Qiao's heart unbearable, but fortunately, he also knew what kind of place this was, and asked, "Have you seen Luo Hongyu?" ”

"Is Luo Hongyu here too? How do I not know the way? Nalan raised her cheeks and exhaled a wisp of fragrance.

Wang Ziqiao took a greedy sip, looked at the slightly open and closed lips, his heart rippled, and he slowly lowered his head, intending to kiss Nalan Rourou.

It's just that just when the lips of the two were about to be put together, Wang Ziqiao suddenly paused again, because he felt a message from the distraction of Zhong Qing: Ziqiao, are you really in my room?

"Huh?" Wang Ziqiao immediately became alert, the information received by this love cup was sent by Ye Qingling, he immediately knew that something was wrong, and immediately used the love cup to transmit the past message: I am not in your room, you have to be careful, this may be an illusion!

At the same time as Prince Qiao transmitted the sound, he pushed away Nalan Rourou and watched carefully, but he found that this Nalan Rourou was alive in front of him, with flesh and blood, and it didn't look like illusion at all.

But Wang Ziqiao knew in his heart that the Dao must be an illusion, but he couldn't break the illusion.

Nalan Rourou frowned, and looked at Wang Ziqiao very aggrievedly: "What's wrong?" Don't you like me? ”

Wang Ziqiao didn't answer, staring at Nalan Rourou tightly.

Seeing that Wang Ziqiao didn't answer herself, Nalan Rourou's eyes moistened, leaving a tear: "I just know that you have forgotten me, there are so many girls around you, they will definitely not care about me, I should have drunk that forgetful water a long time ago!" ”

While speaking, Nalan Rourou actually came to the side of the Eight Immortals table, picked up the white jade wine jug and wine glass, poured a glass of wine for herself, and looked at Wang Ziqiao with tears in her eyes, revealing a heartbreaking look: "Do you really want me?" If you speak, as long as you say, I will drink this wine now, forget everything related to you, and never have to bear the pain of missing you again, and never feel lonely again! ”

Wang Ziqiao still didn't speak, he didn't believe it was true, but his heart was very painful, every word that this Nalan Rourou said in front of him seemed to come from the mouth of the real Nalan Rourou.

"Okay, if you don't speak, it means that you have forgotten me, you won't miss me anymore, I'll drink this glass of wine now, and from now on, there will be no more relationship between us!" After Nalan Rourou said a word, he picked up the wine glass and raised his swan-like neck, about to drink the wine.

"Wait a minute!" Wang Ziqiao finally took a step, he must stop it now, whether it is true or false, at the same time, a spatial ripple also spread out from his eyebrows, enveloping Nalan Rourou, and with a movement of his heart, he wanted to bring Nalan Rourou into the magic space.

However, what disappointed him was that this Nalan Rourou could not be earned, which proved that Nalan Rourou could be true, only creatures with spirituality could not be included in the magic space, which was not a fantasy at all.

"How so? How so? Are you real? Wang Ziqiao snatched the wine glass with one hand, and also snatched the wine jug with the other, and said, "Rourou, tell me, what are you doing here?" ”

"You don't love me anymore, why should I answer you?" Nalan replied with a pained expression.

Wang Ziqiao put down the wine glass and wine jug, put his hands on Nalan Rourou's shoulders, and said, "Of course I love you, but you have already reached the Ruthless Dao, why haven't you become a disciple of the Ruthless Dao now?" Didn't the Guanghan Fairy accept you as an apprentice? ”

"Not because of you? I've been waiting for you, I want to see you, if you still love me, then I won't drink it, if you don't love me anymore, I will drink this forgetful water! Nalan replied softly.

"Could it be that only by drinking the water of forgetfulness can you become a disciple of the Ruthless Dao?" Prince Joe asked rhetorically.

Nalan Rourou nodded: "Only by drinking the water of forgetfulness can you make your seven emotions and six desires disappear, and you can cultivate the magic of the ruthless Dao, the ruthless Dao pays attention to fraternity and love for all beings, but I only love you!" ”

Wang Ziqiao hugged Nalan Rourou in his arms and closed his eyes, but Zhong Qingbei was passing a message to Ye Qingling: "How are you over there?" ”

"I don't know the way, I really don't know the way, woo woo woo ......" Ye Qingling heard the sound of crying.

"What the hell is going on? Qingling, I'm Ziqiao, tell me, what's going on over there? ”

"Woooooooooo......oo I don't know the way, I really don't know the way, don't ask again! Ye Qingling was still crying.

Wang Ziqiao sensed the seriousness of the matter and delivered the message again: "Qingling, no matter what happens, you have to persevere, what you see and hear now is fake, you must not believe it, it is impossible for us to meet now!" ”

Ye Qingling did not reply again.

"Qingling, did you hear that? If it really doesn't work, release your natal cup! When Wang Ziqiao helped Ye Qingling think of a solution, he finally found a solution for himself.

The love cup in his heart slowly spread out a thread of energy, like lotus silk, surrounding Nalan Rourourou.

Since the ontology can't distinguish everything in front of you, then, let the love cup come.