Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Mysterious Woman

She remembered that she had entered a teleportation formation, and that she had come here. Could it be that this is the real 'Unreal Studios'? However, there doesn't seem to be a palace feel here. Huo Qingren walked towards the place where the aura was strong. Along the way, she felt as if every tree and grass were exuding aura. The further she went into the jungle, the stronger she felt. It was worth it for her to walk into the heart of the jungle. A tree that has lived for an unknown number of years is constantly releasing aura, the crown of the tree is like a huge mushroom head, and the middle of the leaves is full of small purple flowers. On the tree hung a rattan bed made of vines, covered with small purple flowers. When the wind blows, the rattan bed sways gently like a cradle. There was a man lying on the rattan bed, a beauty. She closed her eyes, a little red cinnabar on her eyebrows, purple petals on her curly eyelashes, a purple fairy feather purple gauze skirt, and a pair of purple embroidered shoes with silk flowers. To her surprise, she seemed to have seen this beauty somewhere.

The rattan bed was set up with an enchantment, and Huo Qingren couldn't get close. She just stood outside the barrier stupidly, shedding a line of tears. She didn't know why she was crying, and her tear ducts seemed to be unstoppable.

"Who are you?"

The sudden sound startled Huo Qingren.

Thirteen, Cangyue, Xiaohua, and A Leopard lay on the ground one after another. Don't dare to look up.

"City Lord!" Ah Da lay on the ground with tears in his eyes, he could still see the legendary war dragon!

City Lord? Don't? Don't? This man is the legendary lord of the 'Phantom Studios'? A legendary generation of war dragons?

What kind of man is that? exudes a natural king domineering. The sideburns are like a knife, and the face is like a knife. The eyebrows are full of heroism. He was wearing a cyan brocade made of unknown materials, and he wore the cyan coldness and arrogance to the extreme.

The war dragon glanced at the thirteen lying on the ground, and finally stopped at Huo Qingren, whose face was full of tears.

"What are you crying about?"

Huo Qingren shook his head, "I, I don't know." I would cry when I saw her. ”

Zhan Long was stunned for a moment, didn't speak, and glanced at Huo Qingren with a fixed gaze, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Qilin? Are you a Kirin? ”

Huo Qingren shook his head while crying.

After Zhan Long looked at Huo Qingren suspiciously, he then fell on the woman in the enchantment.

Huo Qingren's tears accidentally dripped on the enchantment, and suddenly a hole broke in the enchantment. A wave of aura erupted from within the barrier. Soon, the hole expanded little by little, and finally a hole the same size as Huo Qingren's height appeared.

Even the war dragon was shocked, it hadn't even stepped into this barrier for many years. Master, do you want her in?

Huo Qingren was inexplicably sad and burst into tears.

"Get in!"

As soon as Huo Qingren entered, the enchantment would heal automatically. Even the war dragon tried to squeeze in, but it was bounced away. Huo Qingren looked at the woman on the bed, who was she?

Suddenly, the purple-clothed woman's body began to burn. Outside the barrier, the war dragon drew a 10,000-foot-long true body and desperately hit the barrier.

Huo Qingren cried even more! Desperately slapping the enchantment, but he couldn't get out for half a minute.

The fire burned out, and only a fiery red nedan remained on the entire vine bed. The fiery red Neidan flew up from the rattan bed and drilled into Huo Qingren's eyebrows with a 'poof'! Huo Qingren's eyes were still with teardrops, and his eyes were glowing red, and the whole person switched back and forth between the form of a demonic beast and his human body.