"Vision?"

Facing the blood-red flowers all over the world, Su Lin forced himself to calm down, locked his wisdom, and did not let the fragrance of flowers have a chance, but the ice, water and mist of the three ways of thinking rushed out, and at the same time, shouted to the depths of the sea of flowers: "It's useless! Su Ruyi, I have three ways of thinking, your fantasies, can't infect me!"

Indeed, the ice of Su Lin's mind is like a sharp spear, and every time the flower on the other side transmits a desolate and sad atmosphere, it will be ruthlessly cleared by this solid ice. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There is also the mist of thought, which wafts out from the wisdom and is mixed with the fragrance of flowers on the other side, penetrating and analyzing from the essence, and seeing through, there is nothing terrible.

As for the most normal and mellow water of thought, it spread out silently in this illusory world, flowing along every flower on the other side, every drop is round and smooth, slowly looking for Su Rushi hidden in the depths of the sea of flowers.

"The Three States of Water?" is such a way of thinking...... Unheard...... You...... You are just a little child, and you can stop the fragrance of the flowers on my other side...... Not even a university scholar can see through my demon body...... Unless it's a Hanlin or a great Confucian ......"

In the depths of the sea of flowers, Su Ruye's voice was no longer as delicate as before, but became a little hysterical and hideous, who could have imagined that this female goblin hidden in the sea of flowers would be the head of the Oiran that countless Confucian scholars flocked to before?

"You are indeed a demon!, what are your intentions to blend in with the human race, and what is the conspiracy of the flower fragrance that you have hidden in every Confucian Zhihai?"

Su Lin wrote, standing in the sea of flowers on the other side of the bright red, not afraid at all, a fierce momentum rushed out of the wisdom, he was just a child, not much and not strong, but his spirit and way of thinking, even a scholar can not compare.

It just so happened that Su Ru, the flower demon on the other side, used all the spiritual attacks of flowers and illusions, but in front of Su Lin, he couldn't get around his three ways of thinking. Three ways of thinking, invulnerable, are the best mental defenses.

"You can still see the incense seed I left behind......

Su Lin pointed out the biggest secret method, Su Ru was panicked, the flowers around him trembled slightly, and the blood-red petals began to wither. The original refreshing and fragrant fragrance began to diffuse a pungent smell of decay.

"I didn't expect that to deal with such a mere child as you, I would actually take out this drop of love water...... Even if it is a great Confucian, it can't resist the three-life karma contained in the water of forgetfulness......"

In mid-air, countless flowers on the other side began to wither, and the rain of bright red petals poured down, and when Su Lin thought that this illusion was about to be broken, a more melodious song than the previous "Gong Boudoir Fu" sounded from far and near.

"The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, and the flowers on the other side fall into the yellow spring.

Flowers do not appear leaves, and leaves do not appear flowers.

The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, and the flowers on the other side fall in the yellow spring.

The flowers and leaves are gone, and the life is forever concerned.

The other side of the flower, karma evokes memories of past lives.

The flowers on the other side want to see through the reincarnation of the next generation.

The other side of the flower, adhere to the spell of love hurts.

Flowers on the other side, all kinds of sad memories of the past......"

Accompanied by a desolate and melodious singing, in the void, a blue-yellow spring suddenly fell, like a sharp arrow about to pierce Su Lin.

"Ice...... Broken ......"

Su Lin was stunned for a moment, suddenly woke up, and immediately used the ice of his thoughts as ink, and the Tianya Demon Pen quickly wrote, and a huge ice sculpture of broken words, hard to hit, bombarded towards the Yellow Spring.

This is a collision of thoughts, and there is no fluctuation of the slightest holy power, and it is precisely because of this that Su Lin in the illusion can exert a power far beyond that of a child.

Rumble!

Huang Quan was split in two by the broken ice, and it roared violently.

Although this is a fantasy, the entire boudoir that is full of flowers and Su is suddenly shocked by the power of the spiritual collision, and it makes a thumping sound.

The sound came out, and the Confucian scholars downstairs all poked their heads to listen, and their faces did not hide their envy and surprise at all.

"What a loud noise! This Su case leader is so brave? He is worthy of being a great talent who can write poems about the town!"

"I didn't expect this young man to have such courage as the head of the Su case! If this girl is really a good eye! Good vision......

"Such a Spring Festival! How can I wait for Confucian scholars to sit here, why haven't the girls' poetry selection started yet? Who can bear to be so troubled by Brother Su?"

......

The Confucian scholars were envious and praised, while the other Oirans and girls downstairs blushed and bowed their heads shyly when they heard this loud and violent noise. Soon, the old lady saw that the interest of the Confucian scholars was aroused, and immediately announced the beginning of the poetry selection of the other oirans and girls.

Every girl present moved forward generously, dancing and writing, showing their poems to the Confucian talents, many of which were even poems from the county, and even an Oiran wrote a masterpiece of Dafu, but because it was not signed, it was not recognized by the Great Wall of Shengli.

Then a poem with the smell of fat powder is hung in the air full of flowers, all the Confucian scholars can write comments on the pen, if they get the affirmation of the poet, they can spend the Spring Festival together.

The poems are selected to tell the feelings of the girl's pen and ink poems, so that the Confucian scholars can guess, think, and think......

Only when the real love is in harmony and the two are happy can they promote the good couple and spend this good night together. In the face of so many warblers and swallows, the flowers and spring fragrances all over the building, the talents of the Confucian scholars became more agile, and in the sound of Su Lin's bang bang battle upstairs, they rushed to the sea of flowers one by one, and wrote the poems of their favorite girls.

But at this time, Su Lin in the boudoir upstairs was not as happy as the Confucian scholars imagined. The yellow spring that fell from the sky washed by, and was resisted by the ice of thought, but I don't know where the monstrous waves came from, surging with a trace of rotten breath as water droplets, paving the surface, as if to erase all the memories of a person.

"What a horrible breath! What kind of water is this? It's so powerful?"

Su Lin hurriedly pedaled back, but there was nowhere to escape, in the illusory space, it was infinitely large, there was no end, he took a step back, and the monstrous waves rushed up more fiercely.

"Master Su, why do you want to run away?

On the crest of the waves, Su Ru was untied with wide clothes, the veil on his face was completely removed, and he was covered with a thin layer of blood-red gauze on his body, revealing the attractive fragrant shoulders of shopping, standing up with a soft and elastic ****, and beckoned to Su Lin with all his temptation: "Come on! Su Gongzi, this illusory Lethe River is the only drop of forgetfulness that I have grown on the other side of the Yellow Spring for thousands of years, and I have received and digested it, let it annihilate you and let you forget all the painful memories! Come on...... Come on......"

The enchanting voice sounded in Su Lin's ears again and again, he looked around in confusion, the seemingly endless illusory space, turned out to be smaller and smaller, shrinking smaller and smaller, he wanted to retreat, but against the strong wall behind him, there was no way to escape, he looked at the waves of Lethe River that surged over his face, and the beauty Su Ru who gradually widened and fell, and suddenly a hot and powerful aura rose in his wisdom.

Surin's sea of wisdom is boiling!

A huge karmic aura rose from the deepest part of Zhihai, making Su Lin's whole person unbearable, and he fainted in an instant.

However, this powerful karmic aura did not stop erupting because of Su Lin's fainting.

"Forget your feelings, forget your feelings...... Just let me wash away all your memories and thoughts, and from now on, become my Su Ru's most loyal flower slave! Before the catastrophe comes, help me complete the mission of the days, open the avenue of the underworld, let the flowers on the other side bloom all over the world, look for the lost Sansheng Stone, and let the flood of the Lethe River flood flood flood the world surgingly......

The red makeup on Su Rushi's body has been removed, and the carcass is as white as jade, gently caressing his waist and chest, bathing in the waves of Lethe, using the strongest karma of that drop of forgetful water, wanting to rush into Su Lin's wisdom and completely refine and occupy all his divine thoughts.

But at this time, in Su Lin's wisdom, countless karma poured out, resisting the karma of the forgetful water, and even, backlash, a loud laugh suddenly sounded in this illusory space.

"Hahaha...... It's a pity, your karma is only one drop, and it's good to forget your love...... Suck me ......"

"Oh my God! karma ...... How can a child burst out of karma? Impossible!"

Su Ru couldn't have imagined that Su Lin's childlike wisdom could burst out with karma that only a half-saint could use freely, and her water of forgetfulness was only a drop, and she couldn't resist this huge karma at all. The illusion space clattered and shattered like glass, all the flowers on the other side withered and withered, and Su Ru herself spurted out a stream of bright red blood, staining the flower bed in the boudoir.

"It's a half-saint...... In his wisdom, there is actually the karma of a demi-saint, how can this be?" Su Rushi, who screamed, jumped up from the bed of the boudoir, and no longer dared to stay here, so he quickly escaped from the window, turning into a flower on the other side with half of the petals broken, and disappeared into the dark night outside the window.

And Su Lin's tired and paralyzed body was supported by that half-holy karma at this time, and slowly fell on the bed of the boudoir, and after that, the half-holy karma quickly shrank into the half-holy bones in Su Linzhihai, and a weak voice slowly sounded: "I don't have much karma, I can only help you get here......"

The half-saint bones dimmed, turning from golden yellow to bone gray. However, Su Lin fainted, lying in the girl's boudoir, smelling a refreshing fragrance of flowers, but he fell into a deep sleep without any defense, and in the sea of wisdom, the three forms of thinking and thoughts also stopped running, and slowly settled down to rest.

And in the room, the broken petal on the other side slowly fell to Su Lin's side, and on top of the petal, there was also a crystal clear drop of forgetful water, and with a swish, it got into Su Lin's Zhihai, immersed in countless thought droplets.