Su Mucheng was not angry when he heard this, and he was not afraid of the blood stains on Zhang Qian's body like a peony, so he walked to the small table beside him, quietly poured a cup of tea, and then offered it with both hands, and laughed softly: "Murder is angry, the liver is on fire, it is easy to hurt the body, drink a cup of tea to dispel the fire." ”

The coldness on Zhang Qian's body gradually dissipated, and he took the teacup without any scruples.

Then with a slight pick of his fingertips, a cup of tea was poured on the ground, and the teacup was gently placed on the table.

"Killing requires only hands, no anger. Zhang Qian said, his gaze falling between her eyebrows.

Su Mucheng put down the celadon teapot in his hand, and no longer refilled the tea, under Zhang Qian's gaze, he was still as calm as ever, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, a little gentle, and a little charming, Zhang Qian, who saw it, couldn't help but shake his head, and teased: "This heart magic realm is really powerful, I actually painted the girl so realistically, but I don't know why I am so well-intentioned? ”

Although Zhang Qian's words were tactful, the meaning was quite clear, "I know that you are not a demon in the illusion, but a person with ulterior motives in this world, although I don't know what means you used to invade my heart, but I am just an ordinary cultivator, there is nothing worthy of your greed, why bother dwelling?"

"Everything in the world, true and false, false and false, how do you know that this mental magic realm is false, and the world that wakes up is real?"

Su Mucheng raised his head and looked at her, there was a kind of penetrating spirituality in his watery eyes, which made people can't help but fall into it, coupled with his words, people couldn't help but have this kind of thought in their hearts, I really hope that this magic realm will become real, so that they can be with this unavoidable woman forever, but Zhang Qian ignored it and gave a very simple answer: "Because I have always thought so." ”

"Even if it's wrong?" asked Su Mucheng with a smile.

Zhang Qian didn't answer, but asked, "Do you think this can shake my cognition?"

Su Mucheng frowned slightly, as if he felt that it would never be possible to deceive Zhang Qian by saying this, so he changed his tone, "Actually, I invited you here, not to harm you, but to help you, if you don't believe it, think about it, you and I have seen each other for a long time, can I harm you?"

Zhang Qian thought about it carefully, and it seemed that this was the case, and the cold aura of sabre-rattling dissipated a little.

He also heard the mystery in her words, and asked, "You invited me to come? Isn't this my Bitter Sea Fantasy?"

"Yes, but no. Su Mucheng said.

"To put it bluntly. Zhang Qian didn't like the way she played the striker.

"The magic realm of the mind is born from the heart, and the realm you see is also the person or thing you have seen before, so have you ever seen this city?" asked Su Mucheng.

"Except for the few servants I killed just now, there's really nothing I'm familiar with. Zhang Qian said truthfully, and there was no need to hide it, and asked, "Then where is this?" ”

"Chang'an. Su Mucheng did not hide it, and then added: "The Chang'an I saw in my divine sense." ”

Zhang Qianyan was slightly speechless when he heard this, Chang'an and Shuzhou are thousands of miles apart, and Xiaowei Mountain is in the world, this woman can actually transmit her divine consciousness here, and create an illusion out of thin air, and introduce her divine consciousness into it, this means is simply thorough, but how can such a peerless and independent character repeatedly and repeatedly can't get along with himself, he can't help but think of some things, but he can't guess whether the two have anything to do with each other.

He didn't dare to be clever and speculate on it, so he kept silent.

"I want you to tell me where you are. Su Mucheng saw that he suddenly stopped talking, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he smiled.

Zhang Qian heard her ask this, suddenly became alert, seemed to understand something, but still kept silent, just looked at her calmly, Su Mucheng thought that he needed a reason, and did not hide it, and said seriously: "Su Muqing wants to harm you, now she has captured your breath, it may be unfavorable to you at any time, you tell me your location, I will pick you up, lest you be poisoned by her and fall into a place of no return." ”

Su Mucheng saw that he was still indifferent, as if he didn't believe what he said, and frowned slightly.

After thinking for a moment, he continued: "You may think that what I said is for no reason, there are countless cultivators in the world, there are many like ants, why did Su Muqing only harm you for no reason? Then I will tell you, because you are a half-immortal body, you may think that I am full of nonsense, but you should know better than me in your own heart, Gumiao Village, Zhang Jiude...... And isn't your consciousness different from that of others?"

Zhang Qian's heart was shocked, although the expression on his face was as calm as ever, but it was much stiffer, and he was already extremely uneasy in his heart at this time.

"I know your background, but I was a friend of Zhang Jiude before his death, so it doesn't hurt you, you have to believe me. ”

Zhang Qian nodded, as if he agreed, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of Su Mucheng's mouth.

"Are you finished?" Zhang Qian raised his head and looked at her nonchalantly.

The smile on the corner of Su Mucheng's mouth faded and became a little disappointed, and asked, "It seems that you really don't want to be with me anymore?"

"If you were a friend of my father's life, he wouldn't have made you go to great lengths to find me. Zhang Qian said in one word, Zhang Jiude sent him away at the beginning, and tried to hide his whereabouts for him, and this Su Mucheng's means are so penetrating, he has been able to communicate with him with his divine sense, but he still doesn't know where he is, it is obviously the back move left by his father, and the identity of this person is also obvious, he naturally will not believe those words stupidly.

Although it is very difficult to distinguish between what Su Mucheng said is true or false, one thing can be confirmed.

My father didn't want to be found by her, so he wouldn't leave his hiding place.

Hearing Zhang Qian's words, Su Mucheng knew that he couldn't deceive him, so he simply stopped cheating, and said: "Actually, I really don't hurt your heart, what I said before is true, but you and I may have some misunderstandings, but I have to find out where you are, so I won't let you escape from this illusion, and you don't have to work in vain." These words were seen by Tu Qiao, but she still had a gentle smile on her face.

"Are you going to let me fall into the sea of misery forever?" Zhang Qian's expression was calm.

"When you figure it out, I'll let you out. Su Mucheng smiled, making people feel no trace of hostility.

"This is my mental magic realm, do you think you can trap me?" Zhang Qian asked rhetorically.

Su Mucheng shook his head: "But this is also my Yuan Shen Illusion Realm." ”

"What if I die? A chill appeared in the corner of Zhang Qian's eyes.

Su Mucheng nodded when he heard this, suicide can indeed get rid of the sea of suffering, but the cultivator is in the illusion of the sea of suffering, surrounded by red dust, and the flowers are gradually becoming charming, how can he distinguish the true from the false, it is not difficult to kill people, but to seek liberation from himself, there are few people in the world who have such courage, but because of his own intervention, Zhang Qian has already seen through this illusion of the sea of suffering, so suicide is not difficult for him, but it is like a dream.

"You can indeed escape from this sea of misery by committing suicide, but your consciousness will also dissipate with the moment you die, and you will wake up as an idiot. Su Mucheng smiled brightly, and his crescent-like eyes stared at Zhang Qian, not as if he was lying.

"I see, no wonder demons can kill people. Zhang Qian nodded, very convinced.

Then the conversation changed: "Then what if I kill you?"

Su Mucheng didn't seem to take her threat seriously, and said: "This is the Bitter Sea Fantasy Realm, you and I are in it, and I can't cast any magical spells, and my divine sense is ten million times stronger than you, so the world you see will be Chang'an City, in Chang'an Chengli, how can you kill me?"

As soon as he spoke, the door was suddenly broken open by brute force, and a group of strong men armed with long sticks swarmed in.

Su Mu Orange Lotus moved slightly, and it was about to disappear behind the screen.

"Naturally, with fists. ”

Zhang Qianyan didn't squint, looking at Su Mucheng's beautiful cheeks, as if telling a cold joke, and then a burst of earth-shaking murderous intent suddenly erupted on his body.

It is similar to the divine consciousness of a cultivator, and it is difficult to explain it in a few words.

If the divine consciousness is the sense and resonance of the cultivator towards the world, then the divine consciousness born from the fist is the murderous and hostile intent that comes from the heavens and the earth.

With this punch, the surrounding space began to crack, as if it shattered a mirror, and the world in the mirror collapsed with it.

"You still practiced the Dao Yuan Technique. Su Mucheng was hit by this punch in the center of her eyebrows, but there was no scene of her brain bursting and fragrant jade dying, as if her whole person was a delicate porcelain doll, broken apart piece by piece, revealing a calm darkness, the illusion in front of her was already on the verge of destruction, and what she said before would imprison Zhang Qian in the Bitter Sea Illusion forever naturally became a joke, but she didn't care, there was only regret in her eyes.