Leng Xuan thought for a while and didn't have a clue, Liuxia had been calculating and tossing for so many years, and now he was at the end of his strong crossbow, and his strength was not his opponent at all.

Therefore, she can only pretend to be a god and play tricks, provoke the relationship between him and Lan Tianxing, and let them be suspicious of each other and trigger contradictions, so that she can profit from it.

If you follow the impulsive and childish character before Leng Xuan, they are likely to be provoked into incompatibility.

But the current owner of Leng Er Zhuang is no longer the stupid boy he was before, and it is impossible to use him to muddy the pool of water.

Since you can't use it for yourself, you can only let your opponent die, which is Liuxia's consistent style of thinking.

After so many years of business planning, although she has always been at a disadvantage and at a disadvantage, she has always spared no effort to work hard for the results she wants.

So at this time, in the face of such an uncontrollable cold spin, she can only kill quickly.

"Alas..."Leng Xuan held a bunch of branches in his hand and looked at the fluttering mist around him, and sighed a little sadly, "You don't really want to die here, do you?" ”。

"No, someone will come to your rescue!" Liuxia's voice came clearly from the other side of the fog, "That girl is also in this enchantment, if you are lucky, you may be able to meet it." But what...".

"But, if I die, I will take you to the funeral!" Leng Xuan shouted angrily, and the branch in his hand swept away in the direction from which the sound came.

The original mist fluttered and swirled, and in an instant, the strong wind swept out by the branches broke open an illusory gap, and the cold whirlwind body turned around and pierced out of the gap.

There was no wind, but the fog kept drifting and surging like that.

Leng Xuan stopped his steps, and the branch in his hand flung forward and wrapped around Liuxia's slender waist, "No matter who you are, go out with me first!" ”。

It's better to grab a hostage as a companion than to wander around here without a direction, right?

After being entangled in the branches, Liuxia was only slightly pulled forward, and her figure disappeared after a few flashes in a trance in the mist, and when Leng Xuan pulled back the branches, she couldn't see anything in front of her except the mist.

"Huh?" Leng Xuan was slightly startled, he had just rushed out of the fog and escaped, how could he still be stuck in the fog, and what was that 'girl', or who was her real identity?

According to Liuxia's usual practice, this 'girl' is likely to be just a guise to lure him into the urn, and it is not real, but if you just want to trap him with an enchantment, with Leng Xuan's current strength, it is almost impossible.

So Ruxia definitely won't do that kind of thankless work, so what is her real intention?

Aside from the mist, Leng Xuan could no longer feel the slightest abnormality, that is, there were no opponents around him who were blocking him, and it was only these seemingly innocuous fogs that covered his eyes and perception consciousness.

But the fog can't be dispelled!

"Demon, do you want to trap me?" The branch in Leng Xuan's hand turned into a verdant long sword with a shake, and it was no problem for him to hit the heavenly court with just one sword, how could he be trapped by a mere enchantment, he didn't believe it himself.

The tip of the cold whirlwind sword slashed out into the air, and the sword light in the sky only flashed, and then disappeared into the mist without a trace, and the layers of dense fog still wrapped around seemed to be even thicker than before.

"Ahh

"It's... My sword qi? It's my own..."Leng Xuan was a little frightened as he held the long sword in his hand.

He was angry just now because of the demon in his heart, and the sword that he slashed out was also very strong and powerful, but the result seemed to be completely injured on his own body.

The sharp sword qi flashed away, and the dense mist swirled and swirled, surging layer upon layer, still lingering around him.

"Why is this happening? This... Where is it? How is that possible?" Leng Xuan asked, "Why?" Why is that...".

He had tried his best to split through the fog and get out, but instead of finding the direction he wanted, he had left himself covered in scars.

It seems that there is no end to this dense fog, not only boundless, but also a huge crisis lurking.

Leng Xuan slowly knelt down in the thick fog, tears dripping down his cheeks and flowing into the corners of his mouth, and he tasted tears.

He knew that as long as he could hold on to his thoughts of goodness and not let his heart fall, he would have a chance to get out, and he believed that he could do it.

"In the end, it's a fantasy dream, it's really not simple!" Someone sighed, "If he wasn't trapped by love, he could really become a god!" ”。

Liuxia sneered, "It's just an infatuated silly boy, Yin knows that he can't get anything, and he has to desperately risk it for her, so he will hold that teardrop and disappear with the person you love, right?" ”。

"Can that teardrop really control his mind? After all, he already is...".

"That's his weakness!" Ruxia replied, "He can't get that person, so he will covet the breath left on it." If he can throw away that teardrop at this time and go all out to protect himself, it would still be possible, but it's a pity...".

Leng Xuan came for this teardrop, even if someone told him not to sacrifice his roots at this time, he would not believe it, let alone let himself go home empty-handed.

"Are you sure she'll come to his rescue? Don't forget, she's not going to be able to protect herself...".

"Don't worry, after she senses the despair and sorrow of this descendant disciple, if she doesn't want him to become a demon, she will leave everything behind to save him. I'm going to let her... Throw yourself into the net! ”。

Liuxia raised her hand, and the feather ring on her finger looked very luxurious, the carving was very fine, and the feather ring with a very royal power and domineering spirit was slowly turning in the moonlight.

"Wait, you... Is it really going to be opened? Someone stopped, "What if...".

"If something goes wrong, it could implicate ourselves. Are you trying to say this? Ruxia smiled again, "Since it's a gamble, don't be afraid of losing!" ”。

Although Yu Ling did not proclaim himself the king of Akabane during his lifetime, he was also a king who had sat in the seat of the owner of Akabane for so many years and controlled the future and destiny of the tribe.

Even if there is no too outstanding performance and no leap forward development of the Akabane clan, but if you don't seek merit or fault, there is no merit and hard work.

Therefore, her burial ceremony and funeral specifications are also handled according to the level of King Akabane, which is still very cumbersome and grand.

There are many disciples coming and going in the mourning hall, and Kang Ran has always been with Xiao Tian'er every step of the way, and it seems that he has taken over the special job of Leng Xuan's 'full-time nanny'.

Because this nunnery is too mysterious and dangerous, no one is sure what unexpected crises will be after turning around, so at this time, his responsibility is to protect this child and not let Lan Tianxing be distracted.

Ji Lang brought a few personal disciples to wait in the side hall, although the Red Feather clan has weakened and withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, but the financial and human resources of the tribe are not to be underestimated, and there is still no need for others to help in the funeral.

But Lan Tianxing is the serious eight hundred concubines of the Chiyu clan, even if he doesn't have to help, the Lan family, as an in-law, has to express his sympathy and sadness, so Ji Sanye brought someone over to join in the fun.

When Lan Tianxing and Huatang entered the mourning hall, Ji Lang greeted him and asked, "Sister Mei is back, in the wing room at the back of the hall." She wants to see you, she...".

"Oh? Oh..."Lan Tianxing couldn't help frowning, "Now? How is she, is she okay? ”。

Although there have been several twists and turns between their brothers and they haven't seen each other for a long time, if it's not a particularly important matter, he, the horse master, will still preside over the funeral first, and it will not be too late to discuss it in detail after the funeral.

"Sister Mei is injured, very serious! Maybe, it won't drag on for a few days..."Ji Lang reminded in a low voice, "However, young master, be careful yourself, Sister Mei... Something is different...".

During this time, the whereabouts of the Rose King have always been like a mystery, appearing and disappearing, and no one knows where she will appear in the next second.

I don't know who she will appear as, whether it is the life and death brother of the eldest young master of the Lan family, or the other person who hides behind her back and specializes in conspiracy, or maybe Sister Mei herself doesn't know.

"Okay, I will!" Lan Tianxing and Hua Tang glanced at each other, and then turned around and went to the wing room at the back of the hall.

No matter who the Rose King is at this time, he wants to have a good talk with her, if he can persuade Sister Mei to let go of her obsession and untie the knot, maybe there will be a different ending?