A golden light swept through the sky, breaking the unchanging cycle of this place, and fell straight on Qiao Yuan.

Qiao Yuan's expression was calm and motionless, as if the golden light was no different from wind and rain in his eyes.

However, when the golden light hit, Qiao Yuan's body suddenly disappeared into the attic, and so far, there was no one in the attic.

The world changed, and when Qiao Yuan was awake again, he appeared in a scenic valley.

Looking at the familiar green mountains and green waters around him, as well as the blooming peach blossom forest, Qiao Yuan's face showed a look of surprise, he actually left the attic and returned to the illusion array at the beginning.

Just when he was surprised, Qiao Yuan felt something, and hurriedly turned his head to look, at this glance, he only felt that his mind was booming, and his expression changed instantly.

In the depths of the peach blossom forest, a woman walked over, the woman was dressed in a red dress like fire, her upper body was wrapped in delicate white soft armor, her appearance was beautiful, her bright eyes were extremely sharp, and her expression revealed a domineering and arrogant meaning.

This woman in the red dress, Qiao Yuan, is extremely familiar, with such sharp eyes and domineering momentum, it is not Ling Wanchen, who is it.

After being stunned for a long time, Qiao Yuan's heart was beating faster, as if he was so shocked that he couldn't breathe.

It wasn't until the woman in the red dress walked in front of him that a fragrant wind came to his face, and he trembled his lips and spit out two words softly.

"Wanchen ......"

The corners of the woman's lips in the red dress were slightly hooked, revealing a touching smile, this smile, the domineering and arrogant meaning on her face instantly melted like ice and snow, and turned into ten thousand styles.

At the same time, there is no trace of fierceness in her eyes, and all that remains is tenderness and charm.

If you change any man, I am afraid that if you meet those flattering eyes, you will immediately be fascinated and confused.

"No, you...... You're not Wanchen, who are you?"

Qiao Yuan saw the change in the expression and eyes of the woman in the red dress, her face was instantly gloomy, and he hurriedly took a few steps back and asked.

Although he had not been with Ling Wanchen for a long time, he knew her very well.

According to Ling Wanchen's character, even if there is tenderness in his eyes, there will never be flattery, and his face does not show the kind of extremely mature style.

The woman in the red dress showed a hint of surprise on her face, obviously she didn't expect Qiao Yuan to recognize herself in just a moment.

"Wanchen, is that the woman in your heart?"

After a pause, the woman in the red dress put away the ten thousand charms on her face and the tenderness in her eyes, and said lightly with a calm expression.

Qiao Yuan didn't reply, just stared at the familiar face of the woman in the red dress, and his heart was shocked.

He couldn't see through this woman's cultivation, let alone this woman's true face, as if this woman in a red dress was like this.

Seeing that Qiao Yuan didn't reply, the woman in the red dress still looked calm and did not show the slightest annoyance.

"I see, then she ...... Who is it?"

The woman in the red dress stared at Qiao Yuan's eyes for a long time, and finally nodded and said softly.

After speaking, she raised her jade hand lightly, and the bright red sleeves swept lightly over her face, and when Qiao Yuan saw that face clearly, her expression changed again.

The face of the woman in the red dress has changed, and there is a purity between her smile and smile, which is Mingruo's face.

"You...... Who the hell are you?"

Qiao Yuan looked at that beautiful face, and an awkward feeling rose in his heart, but his expression was extremely angry.

Who is she, how would she know who she is concerned about, thinking of this, Qiao Yuan suddenly felt cold all over his body, as if the whole person was stripped naked inside and out, clearly displayed in front of this woman.

"If you have two women in your heart, why don't you have one more?"

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the woman in the red dress, and she said in a low voice.

After speaking, she waved her sleeves lightly, and a hazy water wave formed in front of Qiao Yuan's eyes, and the water waves rippled and gradually calmed down.

Through the water waves, Qiao Yuan clearly saw that a man and a woman were standing in each other's arms.

The woman was dressed in a white palace dress, with a noble and holy temperament, and her phoenix eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness, which was undoubtedly Rulan.

And the man, dressed in a white robe, was not strong but made people feel extremely reliable, his face was delicate, his eyes were bright, and his knife-cut side face showed resoluteness, which was exactly the same as Qiao Yuan.

"Rulan,...... Who is he, and what do you want to do?"

Qiao Yuan saw a man who was exactly like himself, hugging Rulan tightly, and immediately a wave of anger surged in his heart, staring at the woman in the red dress and shouting angrily.

Saying that, his cultivation in the middle of the golden pill burst out, and it seemed that if the woman in the red dress didn't give an explanation, then Qiao Yuan would have to fight to the death.

"Why are you angry? You don't have her in your heart. ”

The woman in the red dress was not moved by Qiao Yuan's anger at all, and said lightly with a calm expression.

Qiao Yuan frowned and fell silent.

Indeed, he obviously didn't have Rulan in his heart, but why was he so angry when he saw Rulan being embraced by a man who was exactly like himself, even more angry than when he saw this person become Ling Wanchen and Ming Ruo.

But it was only for a moment, and Qiao Yuan suppressed this thought in his heart.

Anger comes from the heart, and the reason why he is so angry is only because he doesn't want to see Rulan deceived, and he is deceived by a man who is exactly like himself.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yuan stopped talking nonsense with this woman, reached out and took out the Fengyuan Sword, the cold light flickered, and he went straight to the woman in the red dress.

"You really look like him. ”

The woman in the red dress turned a blind eye to the sword light stabbed by Qiao Yuan, her expression was still calm as water, and it was not until Qiao Yuan came close to the woman in the red dress that she opened her mouth slightly and said a word of sorrow in her sorrow.

After speaking, there was a flash of aura, and the woman in the red dress immediately disappeared into thin air, as if the scene just now was just Qiao Yuan's hallucination.

Qiao Yuan's sword missed, and he stood in place in a daze, his brows slowly furrowed.

A moment later, his eyes flashed with purple light, and his expression suddenly changed when his gaze fell on the surrounding mountains and rivers.

"This ...... It's not a fantasy here!"

Qiao Yuan only now realized that everything here was actually real, and the green mountains and green waters, and the peach blossom forest that was blooming were not illusory things created by the formation.

Even the sun that hangs high above your head is the real sun.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yuan couldn't help but be a little excited, if so, wouldn't it mean that he had already left the Burial Flower Abyss.

Suppressing the fluctuations in his heart, Qiao Yuan jumped and flew directly into the sky.

But as soon as he flew out of the hundreds, he found that there was an invisible diaphragm above his head, which completely sealed the place.

Qiao Yuan hurriedly poked out his divine sense, but in a moment, a wry smile appeared on his face, that formation was as unfathomable as the prohibition on the attic doors and windows.

The body fell back to the ground, Qiao Yuan turned his head to look at the peach blossom forest, but saw a woman in white fluttering in the air.

The moment he saw the woman, Qiao Yuan's breathing stagnated for a moment, not because of anything else, but because the woman was so beautiful.

At this moment, Qiao Yuan even felt that if the fairy world still existed, then the fairy in the fairy world was probably nothing more than that.

The indescribable beauty hit the eyeballs, and Joe hid for a few breaths before coming back to his senses.

That woman was exactly the same as the third statue on the ninth floor of the Burial Flower Abyss, no, she was a thousand times more beautiful than that statue.

"The third generation ancestor of the Hehuan Sect?"

Qiao Yuanshen exhaled a few breaths, and a monstrous wave had already set off in his heart, and his eyes showed disbelief.

The woman in white hung in the air three feet away from Qiao Yuan, without a single fluctuation of spiritual power on her body, she looked like a mortal, but how could a mortal levitate in the air.

She stopped there quietly, her eyes as clear as the bright moon fell lightly on Qiao Yuan, and she didn't say a word.

"Seniors. ”

After being silent for a long time, Qiao Yuan finally calmed down the monstrous waves in his heart, forcibly suppressed the thousands of doubts in his heart, and bowed down to give a salute.

The woman in white did not reply, her figure was motionless, but a breeze was blowing in the distance, gently swaying the hem of her long skirt, beautiful as a dream.

Qiao Yuan was vigilant in his heart, but his face was very respectful, and he didn't want to look at the woman's face, he was afraid that if he looked at it for too long, he might not be able to help but indulge in it.

Time passed breathlessly, and Qiao Yuan called a few more times, but the woman in white never replied.

Until a stick of incense, the woman in white lowered her eyes slightly, as if she had seen something, and murmured.

"You're not like him. ”

Qiao Yuan frowned slightly, and secretly said in his heart What is the matter with this woman? What is it like or not, could it be that she is talking about herself and Fengyang Zhenjun?

But Qiao Yuan has seen the murals in the cemetery, and although the Fengyang Zhenjun on the murals is also a handsome person, he has no resemblance to him.

"Little one, don't be cranky. ”

Just as Qiao Yuan was thinking, the voice of the woman in white who was as cold as snow came into his ears, although the voice was cold, it was extremely pleasant, like the sound of heaven.

Qiao Yuan couldn't see the cultivation of the woman in white, but he was sure that she was definitely not the deity, after all, the three generations of ancestors of the Hehuan Sect were characters thousands of years ago, how could they have survived until now.

But even so, there is still basic respect for the seniors, Qiao Yuan bowed his head slightly and replied very respectfully.

"The juniors don't dare. ”

"Little guy, you can understand the mountains and rivers left by Fengyang, which is really beyond the expectations of this palace. ”

That being said, the expression of the woman in white was always as plain as water, without a trace of waves.

Qiao Yuan's heart moved, the dark mountain and river screen turned out to be left by Fengyang Zhenjun, no wonder the mountain and river map is so magnificent and magnificent, no matter how you look at it, it is a little incompatible with the exquisite and elegant attic.

"The seniors have won the prize. ”

"Comprehension barely satisfies the palace, in terms of heart, you are willing to go against your heart in order to save that junior, which is not bad, but why can you fit two women in your heart?"

The words of the woman in white were quite plain in front of her, but when she said the last sentence, there was obviously a hint of anger.

Qiao Yuan's heart jumped, and he subconsciously pushed back two steps, and secretly said What is going on with this woman? Could it be that she can't get used to seeing that she has two people in her heart?

"That junior is infatuated with you, since you can have two people in your heart, why can't you have one more person?"

The woman in white continued to speak, and the words made Qiao Yuan frown slightly, and he immediately thought of the scene he had just seen Rulan hugging people in the water waves.

Listening to her words, the junior in her mouth obviously refers to Rulan.

Qiao Yuan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to refute it.

By the way, his heart has been filled, and it is true that he can't hold Rulan, so what does he have to argue with.

The woman in white saw that there was still guilt in Qiao Yuan's eyes, and she understood that this little guy was not a ruthless person, even so, there were still some possibilities for that junior and him.

Thinking of this, a hint of relief flashed in the eyes of the woman in white, she didn't expect that thousands of years later, there would be juniors who came here and realized a wisp of her own thoughts.

Cultivating to her realm, death is far more terrible than Dao Elimination, if the body is dead, the Dao can still be passed on, it is enough to rest assured.

"Little guy, do you know what the realm of the Yuan Infant Stage is going further?"