Feng Jianqing's right hand slowly drew a circle in the void, and then pushed it out forcefully, "Bang-" with a muffled thought.

A ring, surrounded by pitch-black clouds, rolling and tumbling, with a very quiet black in the middle. The purest blackness, looking at it, as if the gaze fell into the void, swallowed by darkness, this black absorbed all the light, and no ray could escape.

When viewed from the side, the moment you turn to the real side, there is nothing, as if it is a plane without thickness, and even black clouds cannot be seen. The scenery on both sides of the plane is not misplaced, there is nothing unusual, but deep down in my soul I know that there is an object here, an unknown and terrifying existence, like an extremely thin blade, so thin that it is no longer visible, but I can feel that it does exist.

The back is pure white. The transformation is incomparably abrupt but incomparably natural, the edge of the white mist is filled, and the light in the middle is shining, so bright that people can't look directly, it seems that the light can not only pierce the eyes, but also tear the soul, as if all the light swallowed by the frontal darkness has the unreserved release of the white face, the original white, symbolizing the sublime and beautiful white, can also be sublime enough to become a terrifying existence.

I vaguely feel that this illusion passage summoned by Feng Jianqing is far more than just a passage, and there is a huge secret hidden at its core.

Feng Jianqing turned a blind eye to the illusion he had summoned, completely ignoring its wonder and horror, and asked, "Green Ran, do you want to come?"

His voice had taken on a coldness, but the eyes he looked at me were still gentle.

I said slowly, "Come on, of course." ”

"Come here. ”

I obediently walked to his side, he put his arm around my waist, gritted his teeth, and smiled, "Which side are you helping?"

"I ······"

He jumped into the illusion with me in his arms, choking back on what I hadn't said.

It's the feeling of submerging in the water, the resistance is greater than the water, and when I enter the illusion, if it weren't for the wind sword holding my waist, I would have a feeling that I would be ejected.

The heavy viscosity made my breathing slightly sluggish, but once we entered the illusion, a strong and irresistible suction pulled us into the depths.

The water-like entrance began to ripple, obscuring the green grass and maple forest outside.

Yes, which side should I help? Or stand by and watch and die without help? The people of the association either stole or snatched a token, but they didn't know the exit, either they would exterminate the Demon Sect and they would eventually grow old here, or they would be slaughtered by the Demon Sect, or they would be defeated and wounded, and the corpses would be everywhere.

What can I do? In the darkness I quickly figured out what would be the best······ Hmm······ persuade both sides not to do it······ I can't see Feng Jianqing, but I can feel his arm around my waist. As long as they haven't done it yet, and there are no casualties, I, the peacemaker, will persuade the possibility of fighting············ It's not big, I thought discouragedly, but I had to try.

The world was spinning, I felt the solid ground under my feet, and in an instant the sun was shining, and I was standing on the shore of Qingdai Lake in Dicui Valley.

The grass was covered with blood, and the blades and magic weapons fell between the rubble, as if they were attacking the palace all the way, and there was a faint shout and the sound of blades hitting in the direction of the palace residence in the distance.