Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 145: A Dream, but It Really Comes True
The mountains stretched for hundreds of miles, but at this moment, I was inexplicably photographed by the woman into the depths of the mountains. The same scenery was everywhere, and it was even more difficult to tell east, west, south, and north after nightfall.

The single man and woman supported each other and could only move forward following Su Qingqi's voice. Fortunately, the woman seemed to do it on purpose and did not push them too far away. Soon Su Qingqi hurriedly emerged from the winter forest.

Several people looked slightly happy. Then Su Qingqi saw Luo Xiangzhu supporting Zhao Wumian, so she walked forward without leaving a trace and hugged his other arm and put it on her shoulder, gritting her teeth, "Damn stinky cow nose, I will chop him off sooner or later."

"That old Taoist priest is probably related to Dongyan. He was probably the one who set up Zhenxing to betray Xiaoxitian." Zhao Wumian did not relax and remained alert. He said, "But the woman who shot us away was wearing a mask with plum blossoms embroidered on it... Who is this?"

Su Qingqi was slightly stunned, "Empress Canghua?"

Zhao Wumian was also stunned, "The leader of Canghua Tower?"

"Not bad. There are many people in the martial arts world who imitate the dress of Lady Canghua, but no one is capable of imitating the strength of Wu Kui."

Zhao Wumian frowned, unable to figure out what this guy was doing here... Logically speaking, he also had a grudge with Empress Canghua, but she didn't have much hostility towards him.

Strange things.

On the other side, Mu Lier was still some distance away from Zhao Wumian and did not hear his shout.

She brushed off the snow on her snow-white fox fur with one hand, identified the direction with her sword, and headed east.

The mountains are extremely quiet in winter. Most wild animals don't want to move around in the deep winter. It seems as if you are the only one in the whole world. In addition, no matter which way you go, the scenery is the same. It is enough to drive people crazy after a long time.

Mu Lier had a good heart and was not disturbed. She walked for a while and then paused. Then she lowered her eyes and used her hand to lift away a thin layer of snow... She found the footprints that were deliberately covered up, squatted down to check, and stepped out her white boots to compare.

"These footprints belong to a man... Could it be Zhao Wumian?" Mu Lier whispered to herself.

She obviously didn't know Zhao Wumian's body well, so she naturally couldn't guess whose footprints belonged to her. However, except for Zhao Wumian, all her accomplices were women, and the other men were naturally enemies, so she tightened the sword in her hand.

This man was very experienced in the martial arts world and actually did not leave any traces when he moved around, but Mu Lier still guessed where he was going from the clues.

She did not chase after him in a hurry, but first used the sword to leave a secret code of the Sword Sect on the tree. Then she followed the footsteps and carved the code along the way. After a while, the dense jungle in front of her gradually became sparse, and she keenly noticed something strange.

Rustle, rustle————

The slight sound was almost drowned out by the sound of the leaves rustling in the cold wind in the middle of the night.

Mu Lier frowned slightly, her sleeves puffed up a little, and she identified the direction of the sound and shot a flying knife in that direction.

Pfft————

The sound of entering the flesh is extremely subtle.

Mu Lier flew over with her sword in hand and looked over, only to see a red snake that had been pierced through the tail by her flying knife and was nailed to the treetop. At this moment, it was straightening its upper body, spitting out its snake core and baring its teeth at her.

"Snake? Where did the snake come from at this time of year?" Mu Lier realized something was wrong, but heard another scream coming from the depths of the forest ahead.

"what----"

The voice was so painful that it even echoed in the empty forest, startling many birds.

Mu Lier's heart trembled slightly, and she immediately held her breath and concentrated, mobilizing her five senses to perceive her surroundings. Soon, the screaming disappeared without a trace, but Mu Lier still recognized that it was the voice of Mo Tiaoyuan, one of the guardians of Benwo Hall.

He was also slapped here by the mysterious Wu Kui. The person she was chasing just now should be him.

According to common sense, only hunters would live in such a deep mountain... but it is impossible for hunters to be active at night, so when Mo Diaoyuan screamed, he probably met Zhao Wumian or Gui Shou Zhenren.

Apart from the two of them, no one present could defeat Mo Tiaoyuan.

Mu Lier ignored the red snake that was hissing at her. She was worried about Zhao Wumian, but she didn't dare to relax at all and walked quickly into the depths of the forest.

Less than a mile away, a house appeared in front of us. Through the window paper, we could see that the lights were on inside, there was a little bacon hanging on the wall, and there was smoke seeping out of the chimney.

He looks like an ordinary resident.

But at this moment and in this place, there are actually residents deep in the forest. Coupled with the red snake not far away and Mo Tiaoyuan's screams, there is obviously a problem... It is probably not as simple as a hunter living in the mountains.

Mu Lier's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she wanted to step forward, but her steps staggered slightly and her vision blurred a little.

Poisoned! The house is filled with poison...

She frowned slightly but did not panic. She mobilized her internal energy to suppress the poison. With her skills, ordinary poisons would be useless to her and she could force them out in a moment. But as her head became a little dizzy, some inexplicable memories suddenly appeared in her mind, as if she had had countless dreams.

In her dream, she entered the house, but it was her own disciple Zhao Wumian inside. He smiled gently, pointed at the beheaded Mo Diaoyuan, and said softly that this boy had been killed by me, so there was no need to worry. But before Mu Lier had the chance to praise her disciple, her memory changed again. The person standing in the house became Luo Xiangzhu, and then Liu Yeqin. There were countless possibilities and thousands of changes.

It was bizarre, illogical, and extremely complicated, as if she was using her existing memories to deduce countless possibilities, and then turning the possibilities into memories and pouring them into her brain.

Naraku red silk!

Mu Lier suddenly realized that this poison actually contained the effects of Naraku Red Silk! Someone actually used Naraku Red Silk to refine poison!

She had so much experience in the martial arts world that she guessed the answer in an instant.

Naraku Hongsi had already been taken away by someone else!
Is this the force that killed Zhao Wumian? I have to tell Zhao Wumian...

Now that the poison has entered her body, she must find a place to force the poison out as soon as possible. Therefore, she turned around and ran without hesitation, in order to get away from this place first. However, the effect of the Naraku Red Silk is really not something that ordinary warriors can resist.

Mu Lier felt that she had turned and left, but did she really escape?
To outsiders, it seemed that Mu Lier had suddenly stood still and did not move since she stepped within half a mile of the house. After a while, her body stiffened slightly and she collapsed to the ground, breathing steadily, as if she was asleep.

crunch————

The wooden door of the house opened slightly, and a woman in purple stood in front of the door. She looked indifferently at Mu Lier who was lying on the ground, and asked in a slightly unhappy tone, "Why are there so many people looking for this place tonight?"

No one answered her. Only a small snake, pure white and crystal clear like jade, came out from her collar at some point and climbed onto her shoulder. It looked at Mu Lier with its small eyes like red beans, then it hissed and spit out its tongue, and tilted its little head, looking very cute.

"Exposed?... It seems more like they have stumbled into this place by mistake." The purple-clothed woman obviously understood what the little snake said. After she said this lightly, she stood up and prepared to carry Mu Lier into the house.

But when they were about two feet away, they saw a sudden flash of cold light, and the purple-clothed woman paused. There was a scratch on her purple clothes, and even the green inner garment and bellyband were cut with a very long gap, and the tender white skin inside could be vaguely seen. If the purple-clothed woman had moved forward half an inch, she would have been ripped open.

The purple-clothed woman frowned slightly, raised her hand to cover her beautiful chest, and looked at Mu Lier deeply, "She still has such an instinctive reaction after being unconscious. If I hadn't got the Naraku Red Silk, I'm afraid I really couldn't control her..."

The purple-clothed woman pondered for a moment, then slowly took out a silver needle from her sleeve, "That's fine, it's a good opportunity for me to study the medicinal properties of my hall."

After saying that, she flicked her fingers lightly. The silver needle was too subtle and silent. In addition, the woman in purple did not aim at Mu Lier's vital points, so it did not arouse her instinctive reaction. As a result, the silver needle was steadily inserted into Mu Lier's back.

This needle is actually the 'Shi Zang Yan Luo Needle' that Ge Handong wanted to use on Zhao Wumian at that time. It is a special aphrodisiac made by Benwotang.

Mo Tiaoyuan found this place before Mu Lier, so he was naturally tricked. The needle was found from Mo Tiaoyuan's body.

The purple-clothed woman was not some secluded old monster from the mountains. She recognized Mo Tiaoyuan as the guardian of Benwotang. Any normal woman in a flower-picking sect like Benwotang would be disgusted to the extreme.

Therefore, after subduing him, the purple-clothed woman treated him as a 'guinea pig' and fed him a lot of poison that was still in the research stage. In just less than an hour, Mo Tiaoyuan was breathing in more than out.

As soon as the needle was inserted, the medicinal properties flowed throughout Mu Lier's body with her breathing. Soon her breathing became heavy, her pretty face flushed slightly, and her plump body twisted slightly.

"Aphrodisiac, plus the red silk of Naraku... I guess it will make her have a very realistic erotic dream. I just don't know what effect it will have on her if the poison is not detoxified." The purple-clothed woman whispered to herself, raised her hand and grabbed the fox fur coat behind Mu Lier, and dragged her back to the thatched hut roughly.

The little white snake shook his head and said, "What if someone else comes?"

The purple-clothed woman said indifferently, "Come if you want. It's nothing more than a few more medicine jars to help me test the medicine."

Then she went out again, pulled out the flying knife from the tail of the red snake nailed to the tree, threw the flying knife lightly, and said lightly: "Be careful next time."

The red-bellied snake hissed and quickly disappeared into the snow.

Then the purple-clothed woman returned to the house and closed the door with a creak. The place became quiet again, with only the dim lights flickering through the window paper.

As night fell, there was no light in the deep mountains and old forests. Because it was deep winter, even the chirping of insects was rarely heard, and the atmosphere was gloomy.

But with one man and two women supporting each other, they weren't lonely at all.

Luo Xiangzhu and Su Qingqi are not ordinary women. They can easily take out precious and extremely useful night pearls. The light range can reach ten steps, so they can also see things with them.

Luo Xiangzhu soon discovered the secret code left by Mu Lier, and hurriedly tugged at the corner of Zhao Wumian's clothes, pointing at the secret code "Hmmmm Woo Woo".

"Left by Master Mu?" Zhao Wumian gently stroked the rough tree trunk with his hand. Without saying much, he and the two girls followed the secret signal and soon arrived in front of the house.

"Would people live in a place like this? It doesn't seem like a hunter..." Zhao Wumian looked at the house shrouded in the night from afar, but Mu Lier's secret signal stopped here, so even if it was a dangerous place, Zhao Wumian had to break in.

In the snow in front of the house, traces of dragging can be seen. Given the current snowfall, the traces have not been covered up yet, so it is estimated that they were left less than a cup of tea before the three people arrived.

Su Qingqi did not answer Zhao Wumian. She just saw that she and Luo Xiangzhu both had weak legs for some reason and suddenly fell down.

The two women were originally supporting Zhao Wumian, but now they fell down, almost causing Zhao Wumian to stumble.

His expression changed slightly, but he reacted quickly. He hugged the two girls with one hand, half-knelt in the snow, let the two girls lean on his shoulders, and patted their little faces, "Wake up..."

Luo Xiangzhu's breathing was a little heavy, his expression was slightly painful, and his brows were tightly furrowed, while Su Qingqi was in much better condition, as if she was asleep.

The two women suddenly fainted, but he was fine. I guess it was because of his 'immune to all poisons' constitution. I guess the house was always filled with poisonous gas... What about Mu Lier? I guess she was also infected.

Zhao Wumian's face turned slightly cold, and he quickly sorted out the situation.

Worried about Mu Li'er, Zhao Wumian put the two women down without hesitation, and then drew his sword. The sword light shone slightly in the night, and then the wooden door broke instantly. He rushed into the house very roughly. The lights were on in the house, and all kinds of bottles and jars were in sight. There were fine "scratching" sounds inside, which could be described as the sound of various insects gathering together and rubbing against each other.

There was a partition next to it, and another small room on the side, also with lights on.

Zhao Wumian rushed over with a knife, but saw a woman in purple standing in front of a screen changing clothes. She had a beautiful face, a graceful and elegant temperament, and a hint of evil.
She was wearing a lavender inner garment that didn't reveal much skin, and a purple dress was hanging on the screen.

Zhao Wumian's sudden appearance made her slightly stunned, and a trace of astonishment appeared on her face. How could someone ignore the effect of Naraku Red Silk and rush directly into the house! ?
Mu Li'er was lying on the couch, her brows furrowed, her eyes closed, and her face a slightly abnormal flush. Although her clothes were neatly arranged, it was obvious that she had been drugged first and then taken an aphrodisiac.

Zhao Wumian subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was not dead, but why did the woman in purple take off her clothes?
What a good mirror polish! ?
He immediately stepped forward, kicked the screen open, and placed his sword directly on the slender and fair neck of the purple-clothed woman. Without losing his composure, he asked coldly, "Witch! Are you planning to do something inappropriate to my master?"

The purple-clothed woman frowned slightly, not taking the sword in front of her neck seriously. She glanced at Zhao Wumian's face with her beautiful peach blossom eyes, as if she was drunk, and asked, "You...how come you're okay?"

Zhao Wumian thought of the unconscious Luo Xiangzhu and Su Qingqi, "It turns out that you poisoned my master."

"I am a weak woman, living alone in the mountains. I have poisoned the surroundings of my house for self-defense. Is that a problem?" The purple-clothed woman did not panic. Instead, she glanced at the sword in Zhao Wumian's hand and sneered, "It is true that I put the aphrodisiac on your master, but I am not interested in women."

After that, the purple-clothed woman looked Zhao Wumian up and down again, "And you are not poisoned... I am actually more interested in you."

"Bah! An old cow eating young grass, and still calling herself 'this girl', you are so old and you have no shame." The purple-clothed woman gave Mu Lier an aphrodisiac, so Zhao Wumian didn't like her at all, and asked coldly: "Where is the antidote?"

The purple-clothed woman didn't take it seriously and smiled lightly, "The antidote to the aphrodisiac is you, isn't it? Why don't you strip your master of her clothes and put your thing inside her? You're so fierce, let me see if you're fierce in bed. I also have some skills in judging women. Your master is the type that's so beautiful that she'll be flooded as soon as you get close to her."

Her words were very colorful, but her expression was very indifferent, like a delicate puppet that had just learned to tell jokes. There was a slight contrast, but more of it was the indifference of not caring about anything.

Zhao Wumian took a deep breath and moved his sword forward a little further. "Where is the antidote?"

"If you don't understand romance and don't want to contradict Master, forget it." The purple-clothed woman sighed softly, and then acted helpless.

"The antidote is in the porcelain bottle on my waist. I dare not take it myself, for fear that you will think I intend to poison her and then cut my neck with a knife... Wait for you to detoxify her, then leave quickly. I have not done anything against the law, and I have not hurt your master in the slightest."

Zhao Wumian frowned slightly, but did not relax his vigilance. He touched the purple-clothed woman's waist and found a porcelain bottle. He took it out and poured out a pill, but put it into the purple-clothed woman's red lips first. He sneered and said, "The antidote for the aphrodisiac... It must have no side effects on the human body. Why don't you try the medicine for my master first?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Wumian froze in place.

Because of the suppository, his fingertips touched the red lips of the woman in purple, which felt soft and moist, but he felt numb and stiff all over, and could not move.

The purple-clothed woman swallowed the pill Zhao Wumian fed her. Her throat moved slightly, and she made a gurgling sound. She looked inexplicably sexy. Then she raised her head and smiled, but her eyes were still as indifferent as before.
"I had expected you to do this... but you don't know that I am poisonous, right? The bottle contains the poison called 'Heart-breaking Pills', but I can only eat it as candy."

The purple-clothed woman shook her head slightly, took a few steps back, and moved a little further away from Hengdao. She then slowly took out a new purple dress from the closet and put it on. She waited for Zhao Wumian to be in unbearable pain after the poison took effect. She turned her back to Zhao Wumian and said sarcastically:

"The poison in my body is several times more ruthless than the so-called Heartbreak Pill, but it won't kill people on the spot. It will make people itch all over their bodies, and they want to scratch their skin with their hands and pull out blood, flesh and bones. Especially after I accidentally got the Cold Jade Gu a month ago, the poison became more effective...

However, I have no merits in my life, and the only thing worth mentioning is my kindness. Considering your eagerness to be a nurse and your good filial piety, even if you contradict me, as long as you respectfully call me "good sister" three times, compensate me for my door and screen, and finally apologize for calling me "an old cow eating young grass", then I will be reluctant to give you the real antidote."

The purple-robed woman talked nonstop and knew everything about it. Her petty look was exactly like that of a princess who was proficient in medicine.

Zhao Wumian looked at her mature and graceful back. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't utter a word. He couldn't even move his tongue at this moment. Only his eyes revealed a sense of sudden enlightenment and helplessness.

Luo Chaoyan once revealed that her master had a strange personality, but was an expert in all kinds of poison and medical skills. His biggest characteristic was that his body was extremely poisonous and could not be touched.

It is obvious that the woman in purple is Luo Chaoyan's master... This is really like a flood that has flushed the Dragon King Temple, and family members are fighting against each other.

No wonder I was immune to all poisons but still fell victim to it. No wonder I was poisoned by the Cold Jade Gu but the poison was cured long ago... It was this woman who saved my life in the mountains and cured me of the Cold Jade Gu.

When the purple-clothed woman put on her clothes, she didn't see Zhao Wumian begging for mercy, nor did she see him scratching in pain. She frowned slightly and looked back. Her indifferent expression once again showed a hint of surprise. She opened her red lips slightly, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Wumian couldn't speak and could only signal with his eyes.

The purple-clothed woman circled around him. She was not Guan Yunshu, and obviously could not understand Zhao Wumian's eyes. She muttered, "Weird... This is paralysis. When did the poison in my body become so ineffective? Is it related to your constitution?"

The extremely indifferent eyes of the purple-clothed woman finally changed, revealing a hint of smile and enthusiasm.

She chuckled, raised her hand to take the Wuhen Knife from Zhao Wumian's hand, pushed Zhao Wumian onto the bed, and then walked out of the room leisurely, saying, "There are two women outside, are they your old lover? Don't worry, as long as you cooperate with me during this period of time, the two of them and your master will be fine."

As soon as she finished speaking, she disappeared.

Zhao Wumian was unable to move, and couldn't even mobilize his internal energy. He could only watch this "Emperor Teacher" leave... But there was something more noteworthy.

Although the purple-clothed woman claimed to be "kind", she was obviously lying, or maybe she was just joking... She was not gentle at all, and directly pushed Zhao Wumian onto the bed. Mu Li'er was originally lying on the bed, and this bed was obviously the one the purple-clothed woman slept on, which was the size of a single bed, so Zhao Wumian was pushed and pressed on Mu Li'er.

Although Zhao Wumian was paralyzed, he did not lose his five senses. He just felt that the pressure from this mature female master, whom he had just met, was different from that from that from Miss Su.

Mu Lier herself was poisoned by the special Gu made by Naraku Hongsi, and also by the famous aphrodisiac of Honwo Hall. At the moment, she was held down by Zhao Wumian. Subconsciously, she pointed her sword with her hand, ready to chop him, but then she smelled the scent on his body, and her movements froze.

Mu Lier smelled the scent of Zhao Wumian and did not resist too much. If any other man approached, even if Mu Lier was drugged, she would instinctively chop him with a sword.

But in her coma, Mu Lier recalled the scene not long ago when the two of them were close together, and Master Gui Shou came with a palm, and Zhao Wumian took the initiative to stand up in order not to hurt her.

The disciple protects the master so much, so how could the master take the initiative to hurt the disciple?
So she said almost in a dream: "Disciple, why are you here? And you're hugging me..."

Zhao Wumian couldn't speak, but heard Mu Lier continue: "Hmm? Get married? With me? Shut up! Evil disciple! I, I am your master!"

"What? You just like the tone of 'Master'? I already knew that you always call Su Qingqi 'Little Master Su' on the couch."

Zhao Wumian: “…”

Mu Lier's brows were tightly furrowed, but she instinctively hugged him tightly and rubbed him subconsciously.

Zhao Wumian couldn't move and could only endure it silently, but Mu Lier didn't stop there. She subconsciously adjusted their positions, and then her two plump long legs clamped Zhao Wumian's thighs, and then continued to rub, and then, she reached down with her little hand...

At this moment, the purple-clothed woman brought Su Qingqi and Luo Xiangzhu into the house. She did not touch the two women's skin. Seeing this scene, her eyebrows slightly raised, and she sat down on the chair to watch the fun, crossed her legs, propped up her side face, her eyes were indifferent, but her expression was smiling, and said:
"Master, disciple, tsk tsk tsk... Originally, I just wanted to try out the effectiveness of Benwotang's aphrodisiac. I planned to wait for a while and prepare an antidote to help her detoxify, but who told you to come so quickly? I used the 'Shizang Yanluo Needle' on her and you came less than an incense stick later."

Zhao Wumian didn't expect that his immune body would lose its effect in front of this woman. He could only admit defeat and secretly said in his heart that he would definitely teach this poisonous woman a lesson in the future.

And Mu Lier under him was already sweating profusely, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably.

The dream that Naraku Hongsi created for her was bizarre and illogical, but until she took the aphrodisiac, smelled the scent of Zhao Wumian, and hugged Zhao Wumian's body... these opportunities were like creating an anchor point for her dream.

In fact, it is equivalent to writing a theme for Naraku Hongsi to deduce his memory backwards.

Therefore, in Mu Lier's memory, she was poisoned and hurriedly went far away from the house and found a cave to regulate her breathing and detoxify. Unexpectedly, at this time, Master Gui Shou came out and wanted to take her life while she was poisoned.

Mu Li'er was poisoned and her fighting power was greatly reduced. She was about to fall into a disadvantage. At the critical moment, Zhao Wumian came to her and joined hands with her to fight against Guishou Zhenren.

As the three of them fought, they went deeper into the cave. The master and disciple were both masters, and Gui Shou Zhenren was no match for them. After they worked together to kill him, the cave collapsed due to the fight, and the master and disciple were trapped in the cave. They had no tools, could not dig out, and had no water or food. They were about to be trapped to death in the cave.

Mu Lier was filled with self-blame and despair. She never thought that she, the dignified "Little King of Hell", would be trapped to death and even cause the death of her newly accepted disciple.

In desperation, Zhao Wumian expressed his love to her and wanted to marry her in order to leave no regrets.

Mu Lier has been in the martial arts world for so many years and has never had any feelings for anyone, not even for Zhao Wumian. After all, he is her disciple... But people are going to die, and the two of them will depend on each other and go to the underworld together. Do worldly ethics really still matter?
Mu Lier didn't know. She only knew that in the face of life and death, ethics and morals did seem a little insignificant. Then, in a daze, she heard Zhao Wumian's voice again.

"Witch! Are you planning to do something indecent to my master?!"

"It turns out you were the one who poisoned my master!"

"Where's the antidote!?"

Zhao Wumian's tone was cold, but from what he said, it was clear that he was speaking for himself... Mu Lier had never thought that someone like her would one day be protected like this by her disciple, but the feeling in it... was just warm in her heart.

Mu Lier didn't know why she could hear Zhao Wumian's words when he was right next to her. This "bug" was obviously ignored by her.

And in the dream, Zhao Wumian had already hugged her...definitely.

This warm chest and smell must be Zhao Wumian's.

Deep down, Mu Lier still couldn't get over the hurdle of being a master and a disciple, and was a little resistant, until she remembered the scene when Zhao Wumian protected her when she was fighting with Master Guishou.

She was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "You and I are about to go to the underworld together. This is just a dream, but it seems real... I don't hate you, but if you really like me, then, what's wrong with accompanying you in a dream?"

Mu Li'er is not a shy noble lady or a virgin, but she doesn't know that although this dream seems to be decided by her, it is actually deduced by Naraku Hongsi based on her personality and life experience.

If the reality was really like this, she would not really follow Zhao Wumian's wishes... In the memories deduced by Naraku Hongsi, she had no choice at all.

Therefore, when she wakes up, she will only be shocked to find that she had an illogical and inexplicable dream.

But in reality, Zhao Wumian was full of confusion. What did "all a dream" mean? Was this a dream?
The purple-robed woman laughed and said:

"Chun Meng, our hall really has some skills. Your master has such a powerful internal energy, but he was also deeply harmed by it...

But your master is also a monster. According to the properties of this medicine, if an ordinary woman is injected with the needle and does not have sex with a man for a few breaths, she will probably explode and die. But she has persisted for so long without any movement, and she couldn't help but rub against you until you came... Incredible, really amazing, she is obviously not far from connecting the bridge between heaven and earth."

In the dream, the two of them roughly held a wedding ceremony in the cave, and then... the bridal chamber.

In reality, Mu Lier's slightly trembling body suddenly gave a chill, and then she gasped heavily.

The effect of the 'Shi Zang Yama Needle' was finally revealed.

(End of this chapter)