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Pampering? Feng Qingyan felt that he had heard it wrong.

As soon as the man's words fell, the next moment she felt that her half-suppressed cultivation had recovered.

The corners of his lips were hooked, and he smiled like a cunning little fox, and a flash of light flashed in his bright starry eyes.

She raised her hands, her slender and soft arms as if they were boneless, and swung a set of spells in mid-air.

"The smoke is vast."

As the four words fell, a force spread out from her body, without a specific form, but like a mist shrouded in the water surface of the rivers and lakes, vast and boundless.

She closed her eyes and felt everything around her.

Not long after, she suddenly opened her eyes, a pair of starry eyes rippled, flowing, and the smile on her lips revealed a bit of bewitching weirdness and ambition.

"Found it."

The right hand hanging on her side turned lightly with her backhand, and after condensing a large amount of soul power, she fell down forcefully, and with this force, her body quickly flew upward, and her long legs stepped out in the air, directly in a certain direction.

"Mighty Sea Lingbo!"

A force flew out from her fingertips, like a storm that swept everything, more like a sword blade that destroyed the world, and its aura was so powerful that it seemed to tear through the void and strike towards the place she was aiming for.

In a few moments, it disappeared into the darkness.

Feng Qingyan's figure fell again, and suddenly heard a "bang" explosion in his ears, as if coming from afar, and in an instant, the realm of returning to the ruins began to shatter, like the previous water surface was broken, turning into countless fragments.

The next moment, Feng Qingyan's feet suddenly fell to the ground, but because she didn't stand firmly, she staggered back two steps, and waited until it was almost time to see the situation here.

She was in a woods at the moment, standing on the ground in the cold moonlight, and the silent night was eeriely silent.

There was a wide mountain path ahead, and the end of the mountain path seemed to lead to the mountain she could see at a glance.

Needless to say, this is also one of them.

Since it is an imaginary realm, then there must be a way to solve it.

What happens in the Void is always bizarre, something will attack her, she dodges the attack while looking for the easiest place to crack, so a few minutes later, Feng Qingyan shattered the Void again.

And after this virtual realm is shattered, there will be another virtual realm, and so on, like a realm of returning to ruins, has been endlessly going down without end.

——

Before, after Feng Qingyan jumped into the abyss, he disappeared without a trace, and Mo Ruyu had been standing on the edge of the cliff.

He wanted to go down with Mu Zhong, but at that moment, a teenager suddenly appeared.

He also knew that young man, who was the apprentice of the Lord of the Yin League, and said that he had been ordered by his master to bring them into Guining Village.

Later, when he mentioned Feng Qingyan, the young man just said slightly apologetically: "I'm sorry for this son, the family teacher is not something anyone can see if they want to, if she wants to see the master, everything depends on her own ability." ”

So, Mo Ruyu didn't ask much.

Walking along the path of Guining Village, the young man quickly led Mo Ruyu and the two to the bamboo house where the Lord of the Yin League lived.

Lord Yin was originally sitting in the bamboo house with his daughter, but he saw the apprentice leading people from a distance, and turned to Bing Yueyao on the side and said: "Yueyao, you take Jin Rong upstairs to take refuge, I have something to say to that son, don't listen to the affairs of adults and children." ”

"Okay." Bing Yueyao put the teacup in her hand on the table with some dissatisfaction, and then led the waitress who had been standing behind her to walk out.

Lord Yin Meng is hiding here, and the identity of the person who usually comes to him is not too simple, and what they say between them, Bing Yueyao's little girl is indeed inconvenient to listen to.

After Bing Yueyao left, Mo Ruyu came soon, and the Lord of the Yin League knew Mo Ruyu in his early years, so the two knew each other very well. He got up and said some polite words, and then invited the other party to sit down and let the boy serve tea.

It was not the first time that Mo Ruyu had come to find the Yin Alliance Master, this time he was more direct: "Elder Yin, there is a lot of disturbance in coming this time, I really don't hide it, I want to ask you to see a doctor for me." I've been suffering from amnesia lately, and I can't remember some things, so I'd like to bother you to take a look. ”

Mo Ruyu said it euphemistically, although she was more familiar with the Lord of the Yin League, she did not directly tell all her situation, and she still had reservations.

"Oh?" Lord Yin seemed to feel a little strange about this, raised his hand, and said to him, "Master Mo, stretch out your hand and let the old man take his pulse." ”

So, Mo Ruyu rolled up her sleeves, exposed her smooth wrists, and put them in front of the Yin Alliance Master.

Lord Yin put his fingers on his wrist in the posture of a healer, looking extremely serious.

Mo Ruyu has been paying attention to the changes in the facial expression of the Lord of the Yin League, wanting to see something from it.

But not long after, the Yin Alliance Lord shook his head at him: "The old man didn't find anything wrong, I don't know when Mo Gongzi's amnesia began?" ”

Mo Ruyu withdrew his hand with a little disappointment, but he didn't answer his question, in fact, he had expected this result a long time ago, but there was still hope.

Seeing this, Lord Yin Meng comforted him again: "Hey, don't be discouraged, maybe you can find out if you observe for a few more days, do you want to stay here with the old man for two days?" ”

After thinking about it, Mo Ruyu nodded: "Okay." Suddenly remembering something, he said again: "Old Yin, I had a friend who went down to your phantom array before, and she ......"

As soon as he raised his hand, Lord Yin stopped his words and said meaningfully: "Everything depends on her creation. ”

His meaning is obvious, Mo Ruyu is in someone else's territory, and it is not good to meddle in other people's rules.

I can only hope in my heart, I hope that Feng Qingyan is okay.

——

In the void, after shattering seven or eight void realms, Feng Qingyan directly sat cross-legged on the ground.

No more!

She finally understood what the man's sentence meant by breaking this virtual realm to play, and really let her play.

It's just that this game can't be stopped.

"I've had enough, you can come out now, and while it's night, let's talk about how to take your dog's life and then I will succeed to the supreme leader."

She couldn't help but want to be grumpy.

Feng Qingyan is now sitting on a grassland, with the stars shining in the sky above her head, so close that it seems to be a tentacle to pick up stars, and the wind blows her hair slightly.

"You can't kill this king." The man's voice was as cold as it was at the beginning, and as the voice sounded, he slowly appeared in front of Feng Qingyan in a battle robe.

Feng Qingyan raised his eyes and looked at him silently.

The man stretched out his slender hand, and the moon-white glass mask in his hand was handed to her again.

"I don't like to wear masks." She was still angry at the moment, turned her head, and didn't take it.

The corners of the man's mouth twitched, his legs bent, and he half-squatted down in front of her, staring at her with a pair of eyes: "Why do you think you have a holy pearl?" Only those who have been recognized by the sacred tree are possible. You've been to Silvermoon City. ”

This sentence made Feng Qingyan faintly surprised in her heart, she subconsciously turned her head to look over, but it happened to meet his eyes, deep and calm.

So it all started with the Tomb.

Was it because she made the sacred tree bloom?

Raising his hand again, the man held the mask and gently placed the glass mask on her face.

Feng Qingyan looked at him and didn't move.

This glass mask is only the top half, and it is still warm when it touches the skin, and Feng Qingyan can feel the power on the mask slowly burrowing into her body.

But it didn't hurt her, but it roamed all over her limbs, and it was all over and over again.

She even faintly felt that her soul power cultivation had suddenly risen to another level at this time, but it was not obvious because it was suppressed in the Ethereal Heaven.

After putting on the glass mask, the man put his hand down and looked at her, the eyes of the two collided again, and Feng Qingyan faintly felt that these eyes were very familiar.

Then the man got up and turned to leave, the hem of his robe swinging away with his movements.

"Who are you?"

Suddenly, Feng Qingyan asked.

The man stopped, glanced sideways, glanced back at her, smiled slightly, and inadvertently shook his mind: "The only master of the soul clan-Lin Yuan." ”