"I guess, you must be afraid that Prince Haoyue will see through your thoughts, so you ran away, right?"

Cang Wunian turned his head, and looked at the painting from head to toe with a dangerous look that was no less than the one that Cang Yu had inadvertently revealed when he stared at the invitation before, and said in a deep voice: "My fire hasn't been extinguished yet, if you talk nonsense, I don't care what kind of place this is, I will definitely do you!"

Hearing this, Hua Chengcheng shrugged his nose, pouted, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "You will play tricks on me!" If I can control myself now, in the Taixiao Palace ten days later, I must toss you well and frustrate your sharpness!"

Although the woman's voice was small, Cang Wunian could still hear it clearly, he snorted coldly, grabbed the woman's hand and put it where he was waiting, and laughed softly: "All the sharp energy in my whole body is here, and you are welcome to come and toss at any time." ”

How the awakened dragon turned the clear water of the secluded pool upside down, and the painting of Allure has been deeply experienced. But at that time, she didn't dare to look at it from beginning to end, first because she was shy, and secondly because she was afraid.

At this time, he was forced to carryon the dragon, and he could feel its blazing temperature and unbearable battle intent through the robe.

It's just that...... No wonder she felt nothing more than tearing pain and the feeling of fullness that was about to burst open, and it turned out that she had contained such a behemoth in her confusion.

Hua Allure's face immediately turned red like a ripe apple, and he was anxious to withdraw his hand, and said angrily: "You...... You nasty, let go of me!"

As a result, her struggle and anger did not have any effect she wanted, but caused the man's eyes to darken, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more evil.

He grabbed her wrist so that her hand had to spin and rhythm to his rhythm, but the other hand was her waist or she would break free from her grip.

"Ah Nian, don't do this, I'...... I was wrong, can you let go of me?" Seeing that the man's purple eyes were getting deeper and deeper, and the brilliance of plundering was becoming more and more obvious, the painting was secretly bad in his heart, and he was very aware of the current affairs and begged for mercy.

Cang Wunian nodded with satisfaction, although he didn't let go of her immediately, he had already stopped all his movements, he just gently took her into his arms with the hand holding the woman's waist, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "I'm going to see you soon, even if I have you now, but I will still be unconsciously affected by my feelings in the memory illusion." These two feelings are intertwined and make me feel incredibly excited. What about you? Tell me, do you feel that way?"

The man's voice at this time had a different kind of temptation, like the aroma of wine emitted from a jar of aged wine, which made the painting intoxicated unconsciously. She blushed and nodded, and replied softly, "I'm naturally excited." I can feel the throbbing and anticipation of your appearance in the dream, and ...... There was also a hint of hesitation. ”

"Do you remember what the official meeting was like?" asked Cang Wunian, stroking her hair.

Hua Chengcheng shook his head, "I don't remember, but I think...... Should...... Weird, right?"

Hearing the woman's description, Cang Wunian couldn't help frowning slightly, and wondered, "Why do you think it's strange?"

Hua Chengcheng tilted his head slightly, and said thoughtfully: "You think, you and I were very strangers to each other when we first met more than six hundred years ago, and we both had a strong wariness of each other in our hearts. But creation makes people make us inexplicably moved when we don't even know who the other party is.

"When we meet again after more than 600 years, you have changed from a fake monk to a Shura king, and I have changed from a fake village girl to a goddess of Luohe, although our identities are not opposites, but we must still be wary of each other and even a little resistant. Isn't it strange that when we meet formally in such a context, feelings are bound to become complicated?"

Listening to the woman's explanation, Cang Wunian nodded approvingly, "I seem to have felt this way once when you said that." It's just that I want you more than you do, so my worries about our identity and position are quickly put behind me. ”

"Why are you so sure you'll be able to meet me? Although you astrologers in the Shura realm can also divinate some things, they don't necessarily predict everything so accurately, right?" asked Hua Chengcheng curiously.

Cang Wunian chuckled lightly, and suddenly sighed, "To be honest, I wasn't sure if I would be able to see you at that time. But since Yun Rui has already said that, I would rather believe it than believe it. Also, when I decided to go to the banquet, I was mentally prepared for another hand. ”

Hua Chengcheng's heart suddenly trembled, and he asked urgently, "What preparations?"

The corners of Cang Wunian's mouth raised, let go of the woman in his arms, raised his hand and waved his robe, and a picture scroll full of people high was displayed in front of the painting Allure, and what was depicted on the scroll was not a landscape, but a portrait of the wind.

Hua Chengcheng stared at the scroll in front of him in surprise, and said in amazement: "You...... Aren't you going to take out this painting at Xiao Tiansun's 100-day banquet?"

Cang Wunian raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, "You really don't care about face so much!"

"Huh?" "Painting Allure couldn't understand the man's thoughts, "Then you take out my portrait...... What are you going to do?"

Cang Wunian smiled a little slyly, his fingertips flashed with purple light, and he touched the painting lightly, and saw the picture gently rippling like water waves, and then the woman in the painting slowly walked out in the surprised gaze of the painting.

Although it is a beauty conjured up by magic, her demeanor and demeanor cannot withstand scrutiny, but Cang Yu has this confidence, and before this dummy is debunked by the gods of the heavenly realm, he can already know the true identity of this woman.

"My idea is actually very simple, as long as this false wind oblivion goes to the Heavenly Realm Immortals at the beginning of the feast, then people who know her will definitely come forward to greet her, so that I can know who you really are. Cang Wunian said with a smile.

"You can figure it out. Painting Allure glanced at him angrily, "Aren't you afraid that no one will know me at all?"

Cang Wunian waved his robe, dispersed the dummy in front of him and the painting scroll with only white paper left, glanced deeply at the painting Allure, and then said helplessly: "To be honest, I haven't thought about it that way, so if you ask me like this now, I don't know how to answer you." Maybe it's because I want to see you too much, so I'd rather believe that you will definitely show up, and I believe that you will definitely be tempted by me. ”

He smiled and asked softly, "What about the result? The result is as different as you imagined?"

"How do I know? I don't remember what the situation was like at that time." I must have seen you anyway, otherwise how would we fall in love?"

"Huh?" Hua Chengcheng raised his head and stared at him in surprise, "I thought you remembered everything, but you didn't remember it for a long time!"

Cang Wunian stretched out his long arm, grabbed the woman's shoulder, raised his hand and pointed to the memory illusion in front of him, and said with a look of great expectation: "Even if the two of us don't remember, we will only have a heart-pounding feeling when we look back together, right?

"After many years, the Three Realms will be peaceful and peaceful, and you and I will have nothing to do, so we can freely swim in our memories and relive our past, wouldn't it be very pleasant. ”

Hua Chengcheng meekly rested his head on the man's shoulder, looked into the distance of the memory illusion, and muttered, "Yes, I really hope that day can come sooner." ”

Ten days passed in a blink of an eye, and the painting Allure City and Cang Wunian also followed the changes in the illusion to the Taixiao Palace.

Two rows of Heavenly Soldiers stood straight on both sides of the majestic South Heavenly Gate, to show the importance of the Heavenly Realm to this banquet and the respect for the visiting guests.

Cang Wunian stood not far away with the hand of the painting Allure, and only heard the ceremonial official methodically singing the invitations handed by the invited guests.

"The Southern Dipper Six Stars have arrived-"

"Fu, Lu, and Shou came to congratulate you—"

"The Emperor of Beiyin in the capital of the underworld has arrived-"

"The Queen Mother of Yaochi West of Kunlun Mountain has arrived-"

Looking at the immortals who came to congratulate them on the clouds or riding auspicious beasts, the painting Allure only felt a little dazzled.

"The Emperor of Heaven is really big enough to put on a show. Cang Wunian rubbed his eyebrows with a little headache on the side. Obviously, to this day, he still can't get close to these immortals.

Before he could say anything, he heard the ceremonial official sing again: "Hu Huan, the patriarch of the demon clan of Mount Meru, came to congratulate him——"

"Demon Clan Patriarch Hu Fan?" Hua Chengcheng was stunned when he heard this, and quickly stood on tiptoe to look up.

"I think this woman is the previous patriarch of the demon clan, Hu Muhuo's mother-in-law. Cang Wunian replied.

Sure enough, a woman in red with a graceful figure soon appeared in the sight of the two, and the eyebrows were five points similar to Hu Muhuo, although they were not as gorgeous as Hu Muhuo, but they had a more mature and stable charm.

"Unexpectedly, the demon clan is actually among the invitations of the Heavenly Emperor. Hua Chengcheng stared at the red figure that quickly disappeared from sight surrounded by the maids, and said with emotion.

Cang Wunian said with a sparse face: "What is this, they are not those evil goblins in the eyes of mortals. In Mount Meru, not to mention ten out of ten, at least eighty percent of the demons' painstaking cultivation is for the sake of becoming immortals. Not only the demon clan, but also the patriarch of the beard clan should appear soon. ”