As he spoke, the intensity of the earthquake soared to the extreme, large expanses of earth rose into the sky, and the lake was like boiling water in a boiling pot, and the mist was rising violently.

The sky was not calm either, and cracks appeared out of thin air around the three of them, shaped like black lightning, and disappeared in a flash, and the air was filled with a thick ominous aura.

Zhan Qianwu's heart was frightened, and he couldn't wait to escape from this dangerous place immediately, but fortunately, Feng Moxiu was by his side, and he was calm and relaxed, and whenever the crack came over, the Chixiao Sword would attack on its own to destroy it invisibly, and under his influence Zhan Qianwu calmed down a lot, but the gun attached to his chest was still tightly grasped, even if he knew that it was useless, he refused to put it down for a moment.

The hellish scene didn't know how long it would last, but just as she couldn't help but ask again, a cold wind suddenly blew in the distance.

This wind is very strange, blowing on the body is cold, but there is not much coolness on the body, as if the cold is just an illusion of oneself, and the wind itself is not cold.

There were too many strange things encountered today, and she was so frightened that she was powerless to think about where the strange came from, but Feng Moxiu smiled and muttered: "Senior Sister's "Thousand Feelings Formula" has been refined again, it seems that it is really boring on the mountain." ”

A thousand love tips?

Is this the recipe for a thousand feelings?

Zhan Qianwu was secretly frightened.

Legend has it that Han Fairy's "Thousand Feelings Formula" is the world's first secret book of mental arts, different from other illusion secret methods, this method only attacks the mind, with seven emotions and six desires as the starting point, breaking the heart to prevent manipulating the mind, playing with the enemy in the palm of the hand, life and death are all in the mind of the caster.

"Thousand Feelings" has a long history, and there are many people who practice in history, but because the cultivation is too difficult, and there is almost no lethality before Dacheng, it is far less simple and direct than other illusions and martial arts, so there are very few people who can persist to the end, and she is the only one who has cultivated to the realm of Han Fengxue, that is, the strange people who created this mental method are inferior to her.

Zhan Qianwu has heard of the name of "Thousand Feelings" since she was a child, and she once fantasized about how magical this method is, but it is really beyond imagination when she sees it today. Han Fengxue was so far away from her that she couldn't see the figure, and only a gust of wind blew and made her fall for the spell, and it wasn't deliberate, it was much more powerful than the clam demon on the ground, and it was impossible to prevent it at all.

The body is getting colder and colder, no matter how warm Yuan Li is, he can't feel a trace of warmth, that is, the treasure spear in his hand is surging as if it is frozen, and the ice pierces his hand, until Feng Moxiu nods at her eyebrows, and her body gradually warms up.

"Senior sister is very angry today, and she didn't take her hand, which made you suffer. Feng Moxiu smiled bitterly.

Zhan Qianwu nodded and didn't care, her attention was all attracted by the changes below.

I saw that the apocalyptic scene of the earth shaking the mountains was like a moving canvas, suddenly torn open by someone brutally, behind the crack is a touch of the same but safe and sound landscape and green trees, the scenery in the doomsday and tranquility alternate repeatedly, as if two forces are fighting for me.

Finally, tranquility prevailed, the scene of the end of the world changed from a canvas to a mirror and shattered, she subconsciously reached out to block her eyes, but no debris hit, put down her hand and looked, only to see that all the debris was disappearing in the tumbling, and the world was so quiet as if nothing had happened.

"When did we get the illusion?" asked Zhan Qianwu in a dry voice.

"From the moment I killed this guy. Feng Moxiu pointed to the lobster demon under him, "This guy's death woke up that mirage, that guy's demon power is too strong, and when he woke up, he dragged everything here into the dream it created." Although I can kill it, I can't make my sister so beautiful, and it will inevitably cause more trouble, so I rushed back to ask my sister to take action, return the other way, and kill it silently. ”

Zhan Qianwu was awe-struck, thinking about Feng Moxiu's words, and suddenly felt shocked: "Bigger trouble, senior, isn't that mirage the most powerful monster on the island?"

"Of course not, there are two more similar to it, both hiding and sleeping. If it weren't for the fact that this lobster had something to do with the mirage, it wouldn't wake up, and the trouble I'm talking about is that the real owner of this island is this island. ”

"This island?" Zhan Qianwu didn't understand.

"Yes, the island. Feng Moxiu smiled and pointed to his body, "Niece Xian, didn't you notice anything strange about this island before you two fell?"

Zhan Qianwu opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound, thinking about it carefully, there were really a lot of strange things.

The turbulence that suddenly appeared when approaching, the deep underground criss-crossing corridors that can be opened and closed, as well as the unreasonable massive stalactite spiritual liquid and the unknown liquid that can corrode even the golden silk clothes, don't mention it, it was just a reminder by Feng Mo Xiu to look at it again, and a terrifying thought came out.

"You mean, this island, yes, is alive?!" Zhan Qianwu's tone was quite absurd, and he wanted to hear a word from Feng Moxiu's mouth.

Feng Moxiu ruthlessly broke her extravagant expectations, smiled and nodded: "Yes, this island is alive, it is a giant snail demon that has only lived for almost 10,000 years, and it originally followed a very powerful old dragon in the depths of the sea of clouds. Later, the old dragon died, it was seriously injured, in order to survive, it was sealed up and turned into this floating island, and the other surviving subordinates of the old dragon also sealed themselves here, which can be regarded as a group for warmth. Originally, they were supposed to be active in the middle of the sea of clouds, but because of some special reasons, they floated to the vicinity of our Tianyuan, I knew that it was here, so I brought more people here, and now I go back and call people, I'm afraid it's too late. ”

Feng Moxiu looked sorry, looking at his expression, Zhan Qianwu knew that there must be other treasures on this island, far more than the big pool of stalactite spiritual liquid underground, but it was a pity that she and Feng Zhiping were not strong, although they entered the island early, they didn't have the ability to explore, and their lives were almost lost here.

At this time, Han Fengxue Phantom appeared beside the two of them, just like when she went, and only a few snowflakes fell after appearing.

"Senior!" Zhan Qianwu immediately saluted, deeply in awe.

Feng Moxiu said hello casually, looked at the back, and wondered: "What about the mirage? You won't lose it, right? Three thousand years of demon meat, and the demon pill, senior sister, you are too loser!"

"I sealed it, I didn't kill it. Han Fengxue said lightly.

"Didn't kill it?!"

Feng Moxiu was taken aback, and looked at it for a while: "Senior sister, you have changed sex, is it possible that you want to become a monk?" There is no shortage of people in Luoyueguan, or you come to me, I will build you a big nunnery, it just so happens that Mei'er misses you a lot, and the two of you can chat and relieve boredom." ”

Rao is Han Fengxue's indifference, and he couldn't help rubbing the corners of his forehead with a headache, and said angrily: "A person who is dozens of years old, he is not in shape, and he is not afraid of losing face in front of his juniors with nonsense, no wonder this kid is going to die, it's all your improper upper beam that is broken!"

Zhan Qianwu was embarrassed, but Feng Moxiu didn't care, and waved his big hand: "Stinky boy is angry with you, you're welcome, beat, beat me casually! My son can't be touched by others, except for you, it is natural for the aunt to educate her nephew, don't be angry!"

Han Fengxue shook her head, too lazy to entangle with him, turned back to the topic and said: "That mirage demon has his mark on it, it should be useful for him to seal it here, so I didn't move, only sealed its mind, and no one will wake up within a hundred years of unsealing." ”

After speaking, he glanced at it, and the silver tooth secretly said, "Did you bastard see it earlier?"

Feng Moxiu neither admitted nor denied it, and was silent as if he were a Buddha.

Zhan Qianwu couldn't hear the transmission, she didn't know what kind of dumb riddle they were playing, and she was very curious about the "he" that Han Fengxue said, but unfortunately she didn't dare to ask, so she could only endure it.

"I'm leaving. ”

Han Fengxue waved her hand to take Zhan Qianwu, remembered for a moment before leaving, turned her head and smiled enchantingly: "Dear little junior brother, your bastard son has caused a little trouble, I hope you don't have too much headache, and don't let me down." ”

Her smile was very sweet and seductive, Zhan Qianwu was directly fascinated, but it made him cold all over his body in Feng Moxiu's eyes, as a former colleague, he knew best that his senior sister would not be good every time she showed this kind of smile, and the trouble in her mouth would never be "small".

"Senior sister, you..."

He wanted to ask, but Han Fengxue didn't give him a chance, and his long sleeves disappeared at the same time as Zhan Qianwu with a light wave, leaving him frozen in place in shock, and it took a long time to put down his hand, looking at Feng Zhiping and smiling bitterly.

"Stinky boy, what did you do to provoke this aunt and grandmother. Do you know that I am not afraid of heaven and earth, I am afraid that she will smile at me, and you will kill your Lao Tzu!"

Patting his head helplessly, Feng Moxiu grabbed Feng Zhiping, and the firelight disappeared in place.

Three days later, on the carriage, Feng Zhiping woke up leisurely.

When he opened his eyes, he stared blankly at the roof of the car, his consciousness was still stuck at the moment when the shrimp whiskers hit, and the sudden silence made him at a loss.

Suddenly, his mind gradually cleared up, and he knew that he should be out of danger, in a carriage, who could save him?

Looking around blankly, he was the only one in the car, and the precious brocade of the thick mattress incense burner was covered on his body, which was fragrant and warm and made people sleepy.

But he had just woken up, and he didn't feel sleepy at all, and his heart moved when he saw that he was being taken care of so well.

Could it be Zhan Qianwu?

Thinking of the red light he saw before he fell unconscious, he estimated that it should be the master of the Zhan family who came to save the two of them, and then brought them back to the Tianyuan Continent, and now Bacheng is under house arrest and detains him in King Zhan's mansion.

Feng Zhiping was taken aback, Huo Ran got up, slapped his hands on his body from top to bottom, there were no shackles, no ropes, and no medicine to seal the internal force, and the carriage was only gorgeous, and it didn't look very solid, the Zhan family was so relieved, not afraid that they would run away?

After thinking about it, too, he is also the quasi-aunt of Zhan Wangfu, he didn't say anything about retiring from the marriage, and Zhan Qianwu didn't say anything, the Zhan family would not snub themselves.

Thinking of Zhan Qianwu, her head began to hurt again.

Wave after wave, I and her dew have a bad dew, what to do in the future?

Before, there was an accident on the island, and even his life was almost gone, and he didn't have time to think about it, but now that he is quiet, the more he thinks about it, the more he has a headache, and he wants to hit the wall irritably.

Feng Zhiping hugged his head and hit the carriage twice, only to find that there was a dense sound of horses' hooves outside the window, mixed with the light sound of knives and guns colliding, and he immediately smiled bitterly.

Let's just say that it's not that simple, the dead woman has not been exposed, and it is impossible to rest assured that he is lying here, the reason why there is no confinement is because there is no need, the cavalry team of King Zhan's Mansion follows around, whether you want to come in or want to go out, it is difficult to climb to the sky.

Unless you can fly, running is looking for death.

Holding his head in distress and continuing to hit the wall, the knock sound attracted the attention of people outside the car, and after a while, the car door was opened, and someone opened the curtain and came in.

Feng Zhiping thought it was Zhan Qianwu, turned his head lazily and said, "What's the matter, you're afraid I'll run away? Uh, father?!"

The person who came was Feng Moxiu, Feng Zhiping's eyes were straight, and he couldn't speak for a long time with his mouth open.

Feng Moxiu rubbed his head, couldn't hide his distressed smile and said, "Stinky boy, I finally woke up, is there anything uncomfortable?"

Feng Zhiping still didn't react.

Feng Moxiu smiled and gave him a brain breakdown: "What are you looking at, you don't know me, wasn't it quite energetic when you first came in?"

Feng Zhiping came back to his senses, sniffed, couldn't hold back any longer, and plunged into his father's arms.

"Daddy!!"