Chapter 671: Excited Meng Yu
That deep purple is familiar and unfamiliar, it is a mysterious purple that has been lost for a long time, and the whole Shura hardly dares to hope to see it again.
So Meng Yu subconsciously stopped as he walked, staring at the strange scene in front of him in a daze. One of her hearts was pounding, and she wondered if their king had returned.
Cang Wunian, who was in the array, didn't know what Meng Yu was thinking on the other side, and he didn't even know that the other party was Meng Yu. He only knew that the comer was stagnant for some reason, so he could only use this last time to step up the breaking of the prohibition in the altar.
An extremely piercing buzzing sound of "Zheng" suddenly exploded like thunder in this small hidden enchantment, and then the painting turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof".
Kongli's situation was better, but he snorted lowly, and a look of pain appeared on his face.
The most dangerous thing was Cang Wunian, because the piercing sound of dozens of strings breaking at the same time was originally aimed at him alone, and at the moment when the buzzing sound sounded, a purple light burst out from the blood jade, shooting straight into the center of Cang Wunian's eyebrows.
That purple light was the last crisis hidden in this prohibition, but because of anxiety and distraction, Cang Wunian had no time to dodge it when he found it, and could only watch it shoot out of the blood jade and head straight for his face.
With a "poof", Cang Wunian was the same as painting Allure, he didn't suppress the turbulent and surging qi and blood in his body, and blood gushed out.
However, what was worse than painting Allure was that while Cang Wunian was vomiting blood, his brain also ached violently.
The pain was similar to every time he remembered something and couldn't figure it out, but it was more intense than every time, as if a sharp sword was rampaging through his head, trying to split his head alive.
"Ahh
"Brother Wunian ......" Hua Chengcheng whispered weakly and anxiously, and regardless of his current situation, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and took him into his arms.
"It hurts...... It hurts me to death......" Cang Wunian struggled and groaned unconsciously, eager to find something to knock him unconscious.
"Konglijun, Brother Wunian, what's wrong?" while painting Allure hugged the struggling Cang Wunian hard, and threw a look of help at Kongli.
Kong Li shook his head helplessly, "I just saw a purple light shooting into his eyebrows from the blood jade, and I thought about it...... He must have been wounded by his own strength. ”
"Hurt by his own strength? do you mean, the power that hurt him came from delirium?" asked Hua Chengcheng worriedly.
"It should be. Kong Li thought about it and replied in a deep voice.
"How should that be? How could Brother Wunian be his opponent in his previous life?"
"This ......"
Before they could give advice, they suddenly heard a woman's voice coming from not far from them: "Who is here?"
A spirit in the painting fell into the city, and hurriedly looked towards the source of the sound, only to see a woman in an off-white floor-length robe standing at the end of the altar, only a piece of blood jade separated from them.
This woman had seen her painting Allure in the Four Elephants Illusion, but she seemed to be weak in the illusion, and she was solved by Cang Wunian just after taking a look, so she didn't pay attention to her in the painting, let alone know who her surname was.
"Who is she?" asked Painter Chengcheng nervously.
"She is an astrologer in the Shura realm, named Meng Yu. Kuli replied.
"And she...... Is it friend or foe?" asked Hua Chengcheng again.
As soon as the words fell, Meng Yu was heard to ask again, "Little Prince?"
"Little Prince......?" Are you shouting Brother Wunian?" Painting Allure subconsciously cast an inquiring gaze towards the air.
Kong Li did not answer immediately, but focused on Meng Yu, now this astrologer is not far from them, he can clearly see the expression on the other party's face, he wants to take a closer look, this sentence "little prince", whether the other party is calling is true or false.
Seeing that no one near the altar answered him, Meng Yu's face showed a hint of disappointment, and at this time, the blood jade had also settled down, and the whole body still exuded a blood-colored cold glow, while the purple light that intertwined and collided with it before was gone.
After waiting for a while, the surroundings were still calm, as if everything that had happened before was just her hallucination.
"Could it be...... Is there something wrong with my divination?If that's the case, what's the use of the Shura Realm asking me as an astrologer!" Meng Yu muttered with a lonely expression, glanced deeply at the location of Cang Wunian and the others, and then silently turned around and prepared to leave.
"She's ...... Is it Meng Yu?" Cang Wunian didn't know when he had stopped struggling, and suddenly asked weakly.
"Brother Wunian, Brother Wunian, are you okay?"
Cang Wunian closed his eyes and shook his head gently, "It's okay, it's just that the headache just now was too intense, and I thought I was in a catastrophe." ”
"And how do you feel now?" asked Kuri.
"It's better, it's my power after all, it has been swimming in my body for a while, and it seems to have quieted down now. Cang Wunian gasped a few times and struggled to sit up.
"What about this piece of blood jade, did you fail or succeed?" Kong Li asked helplessly staring at the blood jade altar.
Cang Wunian shook his head, "Don't worry about this for now, call Meng Yu back!"
"Call her back, Brother Wunian, can you be sure that she is still the same person she was?" asked Hua Chengcheng with some concern.
Cang Wunian frowned slightly, "I can't be sure, but I guess she should still be her, otherwise she wouldn't have come here alone." She's an astrologer, and there's no way she's not going to notice anything here. ”
After a pause, Cang Wunian said again: "If my guess is wrong, she came alone in order for us to relax our vigilance, then we will have to meet her for a while, the entire Shura royal family is the weakest in her strength, and it is easier to deal with." ”
"Makes sense. Sora Li nodded, and with a wave of his hand as he spoke, he dispersed the hidden enchantment that shrouded them.
As soon as the enchantment dispersed, Meng Yu, who had already walked out for a distance, immediately felt some strange movement behind her, she paused in her steps, hurriedly turned around, and suddenly found that two men and a woman had appeared on the originally empty altar.
She couldn't see the faces of these three people clearly at such a distance, she could only see that one of the men and one woman was probably injured, and the man who was protected by the woman in her arms was obviously seriously injured.
Out of curiosity and concern, Meng Yu quickly ran a few steps towards where Cang Wunian and the others were, and when they got closer, Meng Yu's originally slightly doubtful and inquiring gaze gradually turned into astonishment.
"You...... You are...... Are you the goddess of Luohe?" Meng Yu stared at Huacheng with wide eyes, and let out an unbelievable low murmur from his mouth.
Hua Chengcheng raised his eyes and looked at Meng Yu vigilantly, frowned slightly, and said, "What did you say?"
"What?" Meng Yu's reaction made Meng Yu stunned, how could she look at the other party's expression, it seemed that she was a little hostile to herself, and she didn't seem to know her own identity.
Could it be that you have recognized the wrong person? But with such a face that turns all beings upside down, out of the Luohe Goddess Wind Oblivion, who else can there be?
But the doubt was only for a moment, because then, a face that made Meng Yu even more shocked was revealed in front of her eyes, and she was stunned to find that the man who was protected by the "Luohe Goddess" was actually born exactly like the eternal Shura King in their hearts.
No, it can't be said to be exactly the same, because the pale eyes are dark purple, and this man's eyes are no different from ordinary people.
But even if he doesn't have such a pair of purple eyes, this man's facial features and temperament to the unique aura exuded by his body are very similar to delusion.
Tonight, whether it is painting Allure or Cang Wunian, any one of them appears for Meng Yu to meet, and she may still be able to comfort herself: it just happens that she is born very similarly.
But now that this pair of lovers who had once caused a sensation in the Three Realms appeared in front of her together, how could she have a way to convince herself that all this was just a coincidence?
"Your Majesty...... You are the ...... of the king of delusion" Meng Yu was so excited that he burst into tears for a while, knelt down on his knees and made a Shura salute to Cang Wunian, choked up and said: "Your Majesty, you are finally back, Your Majesty has finally waited for this day, Your Majesty ......"
Seeing that Meng Yu's excitement did not seem to be fake, and the empty departure on the side did not have any guarded actions, Hua Chengcheng breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Cang Wunian. At this time, only he has the right to speak.
I saw Cang Wunian's sword eyebrows frowning slightly, staring at Meng Yu lightly, and said softly: "Meng Yu Star Master, I'...... Now it's a thoughtless thing. ”
"What?" Meng Yu was stunned when she heard this, and she didn't know how to understand Cang Wunian's words for a while.
Cang Wunian chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Heh, this matter is a long story, I don't think I can explain it to you for a while." All I can say is that the 'King of Delusion' in your mouth is indeed me, but it is my past life. ”
After listening to Cang Wunian's explanation, Meng Yu was stunned for a long time before muttering, "So...... You are the little prince, and you are also the reincarnation of the delusional king?"
Cang Wunian nodded, "That's right, but ...... I haven't fully recovered the memories and mana of my previous life, so it may be too early for you to call me 'Lord Delirium' now. ”