Shen Yu has such a strong character, how can he not force himself.

Wen Yi hates other people's touch and intimacy.

However, there is no such feeling for Shen Yu, maybe the two eat and live together, help each other together, and have long been intimate.

Maybe he would be moved by Shen Yu's promise, Wen Yi couldn't sort out his feelings now.

Wen Yi raised her eyes, "You have to give me a moment to think about it." ”

She was very worried that her ruthless killing sword would fall in love with Shen Yu and kill each other when it reached the ultimate realm.

It's not literally loving and killing each other, but really fighting for life and killing to stop killing.

The corners of Shen Yu's mouth curled high, "No problem, I respect your thoughts." ”

Respect is respect, and whether it is implemented or not depends on Shen Yu's mood.

He is a strong and arrogant person, willing to bow down for his beloved for a short time, but it doesn't mean that he will let Wen Yi like others and let her leave.

Thermometer: "......"

Taking a deep breath, Wen Yi put the Buddha Heart Lotus into the storage bag, then took out the small makeup mirror to put on makeup, and asked Shen Yu to conjure a basin of water and slowly wash and tidy up, until she was radiant and turned into an elegant and beautiful female cultivator.

At this time, holding a pure transparent crystal hairpin in one hand, inserted into the high cloud temples of the thermometer:

"This hairpin is the last relic of my mother's concubine, she was given the blessing of peace, I give it to you, you don't have any psychological burden."

Thermometer: "......"

Can this be without psychological burden?

Your mother's relics have been given to me, and they are relics of blessings.

Wen Yi looked at herself in the mirror, and the corners of her mouth were raised high.

This crystal is indeed more beautiful on a business trip, especially in line with her aesthetics.

At this time, Shen Yu rarely took the initiative to praise, "It's beautiful." ”

Wen Yi's face gradually flushed with a suspicious red, "Of course, I'm the best-looking female cultivator in the Immortal Cultivation Realm." ”

Wen Yi was immersed in her beauty and did not hear Shen Yu's words.

Shen Yu laughed lightly, and didn't say anything, he grabbed Wen Yi's somewhat cold hand with ease: "It's time to go out." ”

The people outside don't know what happened.

Putting away the magic mirror he was carrying, Wen Yi opened the secret room and saw Bai Feng, Xie Qian, Liu Xinci and Liu Xinyue looking at it together.

"Little junior sister, are you okay?" Bai Feng rushed up and was about to grab Wen Yi's hand, but was violently knocked away by Shen Yu on the side.

Shen Yu is extremely possessive.

Before he confessed to Wen Yi, no matter how close Bai Feng and Wen Yi were, Shen Yu couldn't care about it.

Now that he has confessed, whether it is Bai Feng or Jiang Huaiyu, they have to stay away from Wen Yi.

The invisible force hit him, and Bai Feng took dozens of steps back before he could stabilize his body.

He was puzzled: "The secret room actually has a formation?" ”

Liu Xinci's eyes narrowed dangerously.

He clearly saw that opening the power of Bai Feng was not a formation at all.

Rather, someone did it deliberately.

That person has the ability to hide his own body, and he cultivates above them, so it is not easy for people to discover his existence.

"Third Senior Brother, are you alright?" Wen Yi hurriedly walked over to check Bai Feng's injuries, and then said with his divine sense: "Shen Yu is my senior brother, why are you so fierce?" ”

Bai Feng was the second touch of warmth she felt in the Ethereal Illusion Mansion, and the first touch was naturally Xie Qian.

"It's okay, it's okay, I just think this secret room is a little weird." Bai Feng felt as if he was being stared at, and he silently condensed a talisman array and spread into the secret room to see if there were any resentful spirits and ghosts inside.

The final feedback was that there were no spirits.

"Are you looking for the Buddha Heart Lotus?" Wen Yi took out the blooming golden lotus flower from the storage bag, "All the senior brothers and sisters are injured, everyone is in a circle, and I will use the Buddha Heart Lotus to heal the wounds for everyone." ”

At this time, Jiang Huaiyu's attendant looked at Wen Yi in surprise, "Congratulations to the Seventh Elder for getting the Buddha Heart Lotus to recognize the Lord, can you use it to heal the little boy?" ”

"One thing to say, although Jiang Huaiyu is not a thing, he is quite responsible." Bai Feng saw that Jiang Huaiyu was sick and dying, and thought to himself that if he died in the Qingyun Secret Realm, no matter whether the Ethereal Illusion Mansion was right or wrong, he would always have to give the Sword Sect an explanation:

"Little junior sister, a good person, will help him in the end."

"Of course, the little junior sister can't help him in vain, whatever Qingyun Sword Sect and the Moon Holding Hidden Sect need must be achieved for the little junior sister."

Jiang Huaiyu's attendant smiled happily: "The Moon Holding Hidden Sect will definitely not forget the life-saving grace of the Seventh Elder. ”

Jiang Huaiyu raised his eyes to look at Wen Yi.

A beautiful female cultivator with a delicate face, holding a golden lotus flower in one hand, is like a female bodhisattva who rescues the suffering in the west, and her body exudes a peaceful atmosphere that makes people feel refreshed and happy.

If he hadn't known that Wen Yi had turned to the Ruthless Dao and condensed the sea of corpses and blood under his feet, he would have really thought that her hands were pure and flawless, and she was a female bodhisattva who rescued the suffering.

"If the little junior sister wants to save it, she can save it, and if she doesn't want to save it, forget it." Xie Qian stood beside Wen Yi to support him, "Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, cultivating immortals is fighting with the sky, and life is cultivating by chance, whatever decision you make, senior brother will support you." ”

Liu Xinci and Liu Xinyue were noncommittal about this.

Since Buddha Xinlian believes that Wen Yi is the master, of course she will follow her orders.

What she wants to do and doesn't want to do, the people of the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion will not stop her.

Shen Yu was standing on the other side of the thermometer with a cold body.

If eyes could kill, Jiang Huaiyu would have died thousands of times.

The biggest enemy in Shen Yu's heart is not Gu Yanting, who reversed his impression of Wen Yi, nor Fu Yu, who has always cared for Wen Yi, but Ling Yu Jun Jiang Huaiyu.

Jiang Huaiyu is a bit like him at the beginning, lonely and arrogant, indifferent to the world.

Seeing that Wen Yi didn't say anything for a long time, Jiang Huaiyu put aside his face, "I don't force anyone." ”

Having said that, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

The two have had a long-standing grudge and deep contradictions.

It is impossible for Wen Yi to forgive herself, and she will not beg Wen Yi to save herself in a servile manner.

Jiang Huaiyu covered his chest and walked out of the cave.

"It's okay to save people, but the Sword Sect and the Moon Holding Hidden Sect must complete three things for me, and these three things are within your ability." Wen Yi did not say the specific content of the three things at the first time.

This is also for the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion.

After all, as the existence of the crane tail of the six major sects, it is very likely to be suppressed by other sects and eat up whales.

Wen Yi had to use these two powerful sects as the reliance and reliance of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion, and from time to time borrowed their power to maintain the safety of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion.

In the past, Wen Yi would not plan for the Ethereal Illusion Mansion, because she had no sense of belonging to the sect.

Just now, in order to avoid being injured, everyone sent out the magic circle and condensed the enchantment, Wen Yi's heart was warm, she felt a little bit of the temperature of the sect, and naturally considered the sect.

"Yes." The attendant was ecstatic.

Wen Yi's gaze drifted to Gong Yi lying on the ground.