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Severe pain came from his wrist. Xue Wuyue had originally remembered that he could not hurt people's lives. She had her eyes red as she hit her, and she no longer cared about anything else, and was full of murderous intent.

Yin Miaomiao felt her murderous intent, no longer hesitated, Jingxin replicated the scene, instantly illusion, and at the same time, she mistook the tip of the sword, her jade palm brushed like a light flower and pressed her forehead.

The Luoshu pattern appeared in her palm and was engraved on Xue Wuyue's spiritual platform. This is the seal pattern she used to deal with A Fei before. It can isolate the extension of her spiritual consciousness, close the opponent's spiritual platform, and make her fall into a vegetative state.

Xue Wuyue turned into a sleeping beauty and completely lost the power of resistance.

Yin Miaomiao grabbed her throat and threatened Tang Ze: "Stop, otherwise I will kill her."

Tang Ze hurriedly withdrew his sword move, and the sword energy wiped her clothes, and deep traces fell on the tree behind him: "Fellow fellow Taoists."

"She wants to kill me, but I still have to show mercy?" Yin Miaomiao said, "Luoyang Island doesn't have that much face."

Yu Ze's love for Xue Wuyue was not about acting, for fear that she would turn against her and kill people. He hurriedly explained: "Wuyue has no choice, she drew the bellflower."

"Bellyflower?"

"It's... jealousy." said Yuzeqi in a vain, "Jealousy, like a shadow, can be removed from blood, but if you don't get it, you will die."

Yin Miaomiao raised her eyebrows. The flower language of the bellflower does mean jealousy. Could it be that this is also a flower of evil? She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, and asked, "What about you?"

"Mine is Dingxiang." When Yu Ze read the lines, he felt a sense of confusion. "The dream of first love drives me to be free from blood and lose it."

Yin Miaomiao: What kind of mess is it all about??

"Wuyue envies you very much." With the dual reasons of love and task, Yu Ze had to continue to defend himself, "but he did not think about taking your life, he just wanted to 'please' you help."

"The way you ask for help is memorable." Yin Miaomiao said expressionlessly, "What kind of flower is she holding?"

Tang Ze hesitated for a while and gritted his teeth and answered: "Broom Heather."

"Um?"

"Bear, betrayal flower." Yuze's realm is already in the middle stage of the Golden Pill, but for some reason, when facing her, he felt that Alexander, "The person who is stabbed will betray love."

Yin Miaomiao was speechless. Xue Wuyue was really a "smart person". It was great to hurt her with a broomstick, which could not only get her blood, but also make her "betray" You Baichuan.

She had an idea and took away the broomstick from Xue Wuyue's hand and pointed at Tang Ze: "Don't move, otherwise I will kill her."

Yu Ze felt cold sweat in an instant: "What are you going to do?"

"Take the other person's way, give him his body." She smiled slightly, "It's a good punishment for those who love her to leave her, what do you think?"

Tang Ze retreated repeatedly and betrayed the Flower of Betrayal. Who knew what other side effects would besides betrayal of love. But he forgot that Xue Wuyue lost his power of action and could not defeat Yin Miaomiao alone.

Especially she is also illusory.

Among the Nascent Souls, the Golden Demon King, who is best at illusion, is Yin Miaomiao. She confuses someone with a worse cultivation than her, and it takes no effort to make a fool of herself.

The broom heather's spike pierced Yuze's shoulder.

"Ah!" he howled in pain.

In his wide sleeves, a purple lilac crawled out in panic and ran away with his life. The broomstick replaced it and wrapped it firmly around Tang Ze's arm, occupying people as kings, and looking down on all the flowers.

A new blood word appeared on his arm: A betrayal will never have peace. Only by taking his blood can he survive.

Yin Miaomiao said Liangliang: "It seems that there is no difference."

She cut Xue Wuyue with a knife and released some blood reserves. Since everyone has got blood in the draw, there is no need to hide it.

Yuze looked at her in surprise and vigilantly: "Your goal has always been Wuyue?"

"That's right." She made up casually, "I need blood than me, Miss Xue is not very good, her face looks good."

She still used a radish needle, but did not expose the existence of Mandala. After that, she threw Xue Wuyue to Tang Ze: "For the sake of Wanshui Pavilion, I won't kill her, and I won't both of you have a grudge, nor will I?

Will manage it.”

Tang Ze caught Xue Wuyue. She fell asleep, and the wound on her arm had not healed, and blood continued to seep out. The broomstick was ready to move, urging him to retrieve the blood as soon as possible.

He thought, if I don't take it, both of them will have to die here. Now that I have taken it, I can still save her. So he stopped hesitating and asked the broom heather to drink blood.

Xue Wuyue's face became paler.

Yuze's face was expressionless.

Yin Miaomiao looked at him, guessing the effect of the broom heather, and said, "She is almost dead."

When Tang Zeru woke up from his dream, he immediately pulled the broomstick back, his back covered in cold sweat - it was so strange. He just watched her bleeding, and he felt no sense of unbearableness, as if he was an irrelevant person.

The flowers here are really so powerful. Can they change a person's feelings at will? What is the difference between that person and a puppet? He was frightened and his hands holding Xue Wuyue kept trembling.

If Tang Ze and Xue Wuyue develop signs of a deep affair, then Qiao Ping is completely in the direction of sweet-written.

His three-day experience can be summarized as: walking around alone, meeting Ting Lan, meeting a strange butterfly legion, Ting Lan was stabbed by roses, and Ting Lan fell in love with him.

Qiao Ping: [A confused look on his face.jpg]

"Qiao Ping, what are you thinking?" The evening breeze brought the fragrance of flowers, Ting Lan sat under the tree, her eyes always following him, as if she was afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Thinking about what to do if you continue like this. Qiao Ping sighed inwardly, but smiled on his face: "I'm thinking about what flowers are nearby, why is it so fragrant."

"This place is very strange." Tinglan said in an unprecedented soft tone, "I'm a little worried."

"Don't worry, it's okay." Qiao Ping comforted, "I remember the third sentence saying 'The day rises and nights for the glaze.' It should refer to the glaze lamp mentioned by the Pavilion Master You. We can leave after we find it."

Ting Lan murmured: "I've dragged you down."

"No such thing." He hurriedly said, "You fell into the flowers to save me. I have implicated you."

She shook her head and said, "It's rare to open the illusion. You don't have to worry about me, just practice it quickly."

"Ting Lan." He said helplessly, "No need to say anything, I will never abandon you."

The flowers here are extremely strange. If you get stabbed, you will fall in love with the person you see. Liu Tinglan is alone here. What should I do if someone deceives and uses it?

Ting Lan felt deeply moved in her heart, and she couldn't help but lean her head against his shoulder. Qiao Ping suddenly stiffened all over and said carefully: "Ting Lan, you have been affected, this is not what you want to do."

"I know, but I..." She paused and said quietly, "Can you hug me, okay?"

Taking advantage of others' danger is not something that a gentleman does, so Qiao Ping naturally won't do it. But her affection is surging, and she refuses and is afraid of being sad. He thought about it and cast spells.

Tinglan suddenly found that the soil under her feet became soft, and a mud man slowly emerged from the ground, with a round head and fat body, and his limbs were like lotus roots. It raised its short legs with difficulty, tried hard to break free from the mud, and finally pulled out two.

My feet couldn't help but wiped my head with my arms, and I looked so cute.

Then, it walked to Ting Lan, spread its chubby arms, and hugged her legs.

"What is this?" she asked novelly by holding it in her arms.

Qiao Ping said: "The earth doll technique. When I entered the sect, I was young and didn't dare to sleep alone at night. My master would pinch a clay figure to accompany me - now let it accompany you."

The doll contained his spiritual power, and his breath was the same as it. Tinglan hugged it and replied softly: "Yes."

Qiao Ping secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thought about how to solve Ting Lan's problem. The earliest flower she drew was Dongju, which changed to what she wanted after being thorned by roses. "I stayed with you, never left you, and offered my best efforts.

The red rose must be "always" so theoretically, as long as you find another flower to replace it, you should be able to break the curse.

But he doesn't know what each flower represents! What should I do if I replace it rashly, it's worse than this one?

What kind of strange secret realm is this...

Mackerel fantasy outside.

Youyan and the island owners of the other six islands accompanied the four demon kings to eat and drink, and continued the banquet.

The Golden Demon King sat on a high chair and chewed snacks, and the slag fell all over the ground: "Master You Pavilion, the first lamp on the left and the first lamp on the right lights on almost the same time, why?"

There are seven lamps at the gate of the Mackerel Magic. There are three lamps under the left corridor and three lamps under the right corridor. The last stop is hanging under the door, located in the middle.

You Yan only said four words: "There are different paths and the same destination."

Everyone understood in a moment, and those who entered would probably walk on two different paths, each road had three levels, and finally gathered together and the road was returned together.

The White Demon King said: "If you count this way, there are only four levels in total."

"Don't think there are fewer White Demon King." Zhenjun Feng Wu smiled and said, "The levels are linked together, both true and false, just like the undercurrent at the bottom of the water, the swamp in the jungle. The more I want to get rid of it, the deeper it gets trapped

.”

This aroused everyone's interest. The Golden Demon King licked the frosting on his fingers, and the loli's voice was crisp: "The mackerel illusion is an illusion after all, and it is different from the ordinary secret realm. If you treat it as an ordinary secret realm, you may eat it.

A big loss."

Her body is a butterfly known for her illusion, and is also a recognized illusion master in the world. Cang Yao Wang (Xiong) disagreed: "Isn't the illusion a false realm, don't take it seriously, just finish it."

"You are really an amateur." The Golden Demon King tilted his head and shook his fingers, "You have opposed the truth and the false. It is neither true nor false, and the world you are in must be

It is true, and the world where you are not present must be false. However, is it true?”

She looked around everyone and said with a smile: "Does the colors we see, the sounds we hear, the breath we smell, the tastes we taste, the feeling we touch, are the eyes, ears, mouth, nose and body telling you? No, it tells you that the heart tells you that the heart tells you?

Yours. Our understanding of the world comes from the heart.”

Except for a few people who were not interested at all, everyone else was thinking.

The Golden Demon King raised his wrist, and a beautiful butterfly flew out of her palm, flying gracefully under the moonlight. She asked: "Is the wings of this butterfly pink and white, or green and gray?"

"Grey green."

"It's obviously pink and white!"

As soon as he said that, everyone was shocked and wondered if there was something wrong with others' eyes.

The Golden Demon King giggled: "I have heard people say that the white shirt under the moon is like a red shirt. It doesn't matter whether the butterfly is pink and white or gray-green. What's important is that even if it is the same butterfly, my heart tells me.

If you are pink and white, it means pink and white. My heart tells you that it is gray and green, that is gray and green."

"The world we perceive is not the world itself." She threw down the bombshell unscrupulously, regardless of the fact that someone would shake the heart of Taoism. "This is the most wise illusion, even if it is fake, it will

Become real."

There is silence.

The gentle sea breeze blew up goosebumps all over my body.

You Yan slowly put down the wine cup and curled the corners of his lips slightly: "No, it's hard to determine the truth or falsehood, and the heart of Tao is always there." 166 Reading Network