"Master, I'm not a weak woman, since I can propose this solution, it means that I have already thought about it, and you don't need to worry about me."

From the beginning, Jiang Luwu was not a weak woman, she could face anything, Ling Muhan had always known it, but that didn't stop him from wanting her to take risks.

"No, with a scarecrow."

"Shangxian, the effect presented by the scarecrow is different, not to mention that the scarecrow can't attack the king?"

Jiang Yueyao began to agitate, she actually wished that Jiang Luwu would die here.

Once Jiang Luwu dies here, won't everything she wants become within reach?

Ling Muhan's fierce gaze swept towards Jiang Yueyao: "You are the most familiar with the king, isn't your chance of approaching it higher?" Why don't you go yourself?"

Jiang Yueyao was cowardly by the general: "Isn't it like I don't know how to do magic? If I could, I would have gone a long time ago."

Jiang Luwu didn't want to waste her time on these things, so in a hurry, she tugged at Ling Muhan's sleeve.

"Master, just believe me, it'll be fine, what's more, if you don't believe me, don't you still believe in yourself? You'll be there for me from start to finish, won't you? You're not going to leave me alone with these things."

After speaking, Jiang Luwu was in a trance, which was her habit in her previous life.

Once there was something she wanted to do but Ling Muhan didn't agree with, she would drag him like this to be coquettish, but in this scene, it was obviously inappropriate for her to make such a move.

Jiang Luwu pretended to cough a few times: "Master, I'm really fine."

Ling Muhan's gaze fell on the sleeve of his shirt that had just been pulled by Jiang Luwu, and in the end he still compromised: "Okay, it's up to you."

Mysterious and ancient music sounds.

Flocks of birds flew through the air, and even the sound of wild beasts stomping on the ground was coming here.

Jiang Yueyao looked at the sky: "It's not good, it's almost too late."

She turned her head to ask Ling Muhan to hurry up, but she noticed a gust of wind blowing in front of her, and when the wind stopped, she found herself changing her clothes.

It's just that it doesn't seem to be a woman's garment, it's a man's garment.

Jiang Yueyao stroked her sleeve and glanced at it a few times: "How can it be a man? Isn't it like a sister?"

Ling Muhan calmly explained, "There are more men who are imprisoned, and your hidden figure is even less eye-catching among men."

Jiang Yueyao was thinking about how she should live, and when she heard Ling Muhan say that she could hide better, she forgot everything when she landed, and she wouldn't care about it anymore, she was happy.

But Elder Zhang glanced at Ling Muhan meaningfully, he always felt that Ling Muhan seemed to have changed somewhere, I hope he thought too much.

Jiang Luwu laughed, "Why did Shizun turn Jiang Yueyao into a man?"

What is better hidden, this sentence can deceive Jiang Yueyao, she will not be deceived.

Ling Muhan didn't explain it directly, but instead said, "Are you sure you are sisters with her?"

Jiang Luwu also had doubts about this question, after all, even if he was a half-father, part of the blood in his body was the same.

But Jiang Yueyao and her are like heaven and earth, there is a difference of 108,000 miles, and none of them are the same.

"The dragon gave birth to nine sons, there are still differences, let alone ordinary people?" Jiang Luwu laughed.

In her heart, she already knew the reason why Ling Muhan did this, and her heart moved.

"Master, tell me the mantra, and I will change it myself."

"Why?" Ling Muhan was already casting spells, and when he heard her words, he stopped abruptly.

"I can't tell you yet, but you'll find out later."

Jiang Luwu urged a few words, Ling Muhan had never been able to refuse her, and finally did as she said.

At the same time, Ling Muhan had a bit of a secret expectation in his heart, and chose the closest place to the goddess to dance, in case there was an accident, he couldn't rush over.

A strong aroma suddenly burst into the air.

The flowers, which were originally just flower bones, bloomed at the same time.

Butterflies come and flutter around the flowers.

The huge circular stage is actually reflected in the thin water, and the pattern changes from time to time.

Everything is beautiful, and this place doesn't feel like a place where ghosts gather, but like a fairyland.

Ling Muhan was a little puzzled for a while, how could a person with such good taste be a bad person? Why don't you want to practice well? With such cultivation and such taste, it will be a tool in the future.

But he can't control others, thinking of the desolate blood on Jiang Luwu's body, his heart sank.

Maybe if it was someone else, his apprentice's desolate bloodline would be enough to make that person tremble for a long time, but Ling Muhan couldn't be happy at all.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

He hoped that Jiang Luwu was not so talented, so that he could stay by his side ordinarily and quietly, and nothing would happen to him.

In fact, Ling Muhan always felt that things should be like this, Jiang Luwu should stay by his side like this and let him protect her, but why did he have such an idea, Ling Muhan has not been able to sort out a reliable reason until now.

There seems to be that red in front of me again, the body that seems to be immersed in a sea of blood, not knowing life and death, once is a coincidence, twice is persistence, so what about three, four, five, six, seven or eight times?

A thought suddenly flashed in Ling Muhan's heart, if Ling Shangxian, Feng Wuxian and Elder Zhang could all lose their memories, did that also mean that his memories were not complete?

No matter how bold it is, will Jiang Luwu's memory not be complete?

Could it be that they were taken advantage of by someone from the beginning? I just don't know?

The more Ling Muhan thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, otherwise he would not be able to explain why the same scene always appeared in front of him.

A beautiful singing voice suddenly sounded.

Flower petals spilled from the sky.

A woman descended from the sky, and the wind blew the red tulle slightly.

The bare feet lightly touched the water, causing ripples in a circle.

She leaned over slightly, and the cloud sleeves suddenly pulled out, swaying into the air, spinning back and forth.

Covered with red veil, a pair of eyes are as bright as stars and moons, and a touch of red flowers between the eyebrows is faintly shining.

For as long as he could remember, Ling Muhan had put all his mind on cultivating immortals and asking.

For those little disciples, there was no idea what a beautiful female cultivator was talking about.

But at this moment, Ling Muhan felt that all the beauty in this world seemed to be unable to resist Jiang Luwu's eyes.

In the flow of light, she seems to be living in the beauty of the unreal, which can only be seen and touched.

Jiang Luwu didn't know what Ling Muhan was thinking, but he could feel that his gaze was always on him.

Her movements became faster and faster, more and more beautiful, and her heart was beating faster and faster, she always wanted to dance a dance for Ling Muhan to see.

Although the occasion was a little different from what I thought, I still got the same wish.

She immersed herself in this dance, but did not forget her mission.

"She's beautiful."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? If it's not beautiful, how can you be canonized as a goddess?"

"But the king? Why does the king let the goddess dance here, but he always refuses to show his face?"

"Maybe you're still busy with something, what are you impatient, just enjoy it."

"Tsk, I now understand what it means to have a beautiful woman in the north, one cares about the city, and then the country, and why there is a faint king, who can resist the unparalleled beauty."

These words did not fall into Ling Muhan's ears at all, his hands were clenched into fists, his eyes were looking at Jiang Luwu, but in his heart he was already thinking about whether to lock Jiang Luwu up after this incident.

It's okay if she doesn't lock it up, but she can't continue to dance outside, but why?

Ling Muhan frowned, yes, because Jiang Luwu is a female cultivator, where is there a female cultivator who dances for people everywhere?

Jiang Yueyao in the crowd listened to this praise, her eyes were red with jealousy, all this should have been hers.

She now knows why Jiang Luwu must change with her, it must be for these applause and praise, she planned so thoroughly, it was really hypocritical.

But the most uncompetitive person is her, obviously she has been pitted by Jiang Luwu again and again, why still doesn't she have a long memory, or has she been pitted?

After getting through the current crisis, she must give Jiang Luwu some colors to see, so that she knows that some ideas can't be beaten, and some people can't be touched.

Jiang Yueyao had completely forgotten at this time that this was not a good errand, but an errand that would turn around if she was not careful.

"The king has arrived!"

The sound seemed to come from the clouds.

The crowd saw a white horse coming from the sky, and a golden carriage was dotted with golden ropes around its body.

The man standing in the carriage was dressed in a dark shirt and his hair was tied up with a golden crown, luxurious and majestic.

But the man's face was very pale, and his lips were no longer colorless.

The whole person was immersed in a gloomy coldness.

Sensing that the king's gaze had fallen on him, Jiang Luwu became more and more careful, and the dance became more and more beautiful.

The king looked at it for a while, and then suddenly he said, "The goddess is dancing better and better."

The sound was as if it had just been fished out of the icy water.

And standing beside him was the snake spirit, and at this moment she nodded: "This is natural, after all, today is a dance for the king, how dare she do something hastily?" It must have been carefully prepared."

The sound of silk and bamboo is about to stop.

The king lifted his eyelids: "Dance again."

The snake spirit had a dilemma on his face: "Your Majesty, the auspicious time is about to pass."

Wang Yiyi waved his hand: "It's okay, the goddess dances again, after all, it's rare to see such a dance."

Jiang Luwu bowed: "Your Highness, the auspicious time is important, and when you finish your business, the people can dance for Your Highness as many times as you want."

In fact, it was impossible to do it all over again, if it weren't for Ling Muhan, she wouldn't have danced at all.

I don't know where the king came from, and he still wants to see her dance a few more times, it's just a dream.

But this king is good-looking, Jiang Luwu knows why Jiang Yueyao would fight this person's idea, he is rich, good-looking, and powerful, who would not be tempted?

However, Jiang Yueyao was quite sensible, at least she didn't go with this person directly, but after knowing the other party's true identity, she immediately asked her to save her.