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Chapter 41 The art of fantasy, attacking the heart is the best

The two galloped through the forest, and after a while, they stopped and landed.

What's this! ?

The scene in front of me was very strange, but it was horribly gorgeous, red, a piece of red.There is no end to the ocean!

Qi Yue fixed her body and looked around. It was clear that there was a lush forest behind her, but in front of her, she was a few feet away from the forest, but there was no way forward.Because, this forest is the end, and it is actually a boundless 'sea of ​​blood'!

The sound of the red tide hitting the shore, one wave after another.There was a stirring sound of slapping the shore.The bright red sea level is connected to the weird sky, half of which is starry and dark night, and half of which is clear and sunny.

It's really - it's too penetrating!

Facing the bright red tide of blood, Qi Yue felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and her stomach was overwhelmed.Even though there wasn't any fishy smell in the air, this scene was ,,,, disgusting!

Murong Yan had already come down from Qi Yue's arms, he pointed his brows into the distance and said:

: "Brother, look!"

Qi Yue fixed her eyes and looked up again.Sure enough, the 'Imperial City Building Shadow' that was supposed to be in the back is actually in the sky!It's not as far away as before, it's sharp and angular, clearly visible!

Cultivators have very strong five senses, even though they can see clearly, the imperial city is still far away to them, because there is a sea of ​​blood between them!

Isn't it easy to cross the sea?As long as the spiritual power is running under their feet, they can walk in the air.

But at the moment, the two of them were silent, and they looked at each other. It was nothing more than that they both noticed one thing-spiritual power, it couldn't work!

Qi Yue's palms felt a little cold, do you want to swim over?In this disgusting red water?Not being able to use spiritual power is simply fatal to their monks!Just like ordinary people can't use their left and right hands.

"Murong Yan, can you do it again?"

"No, brother." Murong Yan naturally knew what Qi Yue was referring to, he shook his head helplessly and said: "This space has such a restriction, it seems to isolate the dispersal of spiritual consciousness, and similarly, spiritual consciousness cannot be blended."

Qi Yue herself didn't have much hope, and she didn't look disappointed when she heard Murong Yan say this, she just put her hands behind her back and went to a place far away from the sea of ​​blood.Pace back and forth.

"Either we swim across! Or we cut down trees and build a boat!"

But building a ship requires logging, and logging requires sharp tools.

You don't have the sword in front of you, and you don't have any magic weapon on your body. Should you chop it with your hands?A hand without spiritual power looks like a lump of flesh, hitting a stone with an egg.

Murong Yan was not as restless as Qi Yue, his small figure just stood quietly beside the red tide, the wind blew his hair slightly, and his immature brows were somewhat dignified.There is a depth that does not match the age.

As if thinking of something, he leaned over and squatted down, dipped his hands into the red water, and slightly picked up some red sea water.With a strange color in his eyes, he tilted his head slightly, and put his palm in, waiting for the lips to get closer.But suddenly others hold

"Murong Yan, what are you doing!"

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Qi Yue, who was clearly far away from him just now, was already in front of him at some point.Holding him with one hand, there was a worried look on his face that couldn't be hidden.

Murong Yan looked at the anxious Qi Yue, and smiled, "It's nothing, I just remembered something suddenly. Brother, I've been to this place before."

In fact, from just now, Qi Yue felt that something was slightly wrong with Murong Yan.When did it start?It was after Murong Yan decided to give him divine blood.It gave him the feeling that he was more and more inclined to Murong Yan who had no amnesia.

Little Murong Yan is mostly ignorant and mischievous, but Murong Yan himself is mostly smiling with a profound smile no matter what happens to him.

Qi Yue said in surprise: "When did you remember it? Do you still remember how you became smaller? Is there any breakthrough here?"

"When I decided to share my life with my brother." He seemed to think for a while, looked at Qi Yue and said, "When I decided to share my life with my brother. But I didn't think of other memories at that time, I just vaguely remembered them. I should have drank this water, just changed."

"Then what are you doing, you want to drink again now?"

Hearing that Murong Yan did not recall the real memory, Qi Yue was not annoyed either, but felt that if he forgot it again now, he would really have a headache.

Murong Yan blinked and said, "Is there any other way now?"

Qi Yue really has no other way, but now that he has worked so hard to get to this point, he doesn't want Murong Yan to become smaller again, or reincarnate again, but Murong Yan must have his reasons for doing this, he asked:

"Aside from being red, what else is different about this water?"

Murong Yan stared, and said deeply: "Right now, there is no way out except for the Red Sea in front of us. The Imperial City seems to be right in front of us, but no matter what method we use, there will be no result."

"So I guess, this water,,, should be something that tests people's hearts."

Murong Yan's words, to Qi Yue, were like enlightenment!

How can I forget, there is such a relationship.He was in the master's study at that time, casually glanced at him and chatted about different ideas.

The art of illusion, the main focus is on the heart, sealing the five senses, and closing the spiritual consciousness.It's confusing and impossible to figure out.

Things that test people's hearts—Qi Yue has a guess in her heart,

Murong Yan became like this after drinking this water, that is to say, after drinking this water, if he can't get rid of his inner demons, he will forget all his memories, go back to the past, and stay in the most desperate period of memory and physical state?

If you really forgot everything, then it is really impossible to get out of it for the rest of your life!There is a sea of ​​blood in front, and there is "Yu City" of infinite reincarnation in the back.this is really

— Dead end.

Thinking of this, Qi Yue's face turned slightly cold: "Now you have the confidence to stand the test of people's hearts? If I didn't come, if I hesitated, if I was late, Murong Yan, do you know! Then real,,,"

At the end of the words, there were some trembling sounds, and Qi Yue felt that she couldn't continue.

If the protagonist really wants to stay here forever, who is to blame?Who changed all this?Or, if I was a bit more greedy and fearful of death at the time, I believed that the protagonist would be able to come out by himself.Is he going to regret it for the rest of his life?

It wasn't until this moment that he realized what a shitty protagonist.Murong Yan is a person, a living person of flesh and blood.Fate that is not written by others will suffer, fail, and die.

In fact, without him, if he didn't come, these dangerous possibilities would not exist at all.

Murong Yan seemed a little moved by Qi Yue's performance, he was a little dazed, and then smiled and said: "But you're here, aren't you? Brother really treats me well, I know."

Of course, he knew about Murong Yan's inner knot. If Murong Yan really believed in him, then the inner demon would naturally be resolved.

So after deciding to live together, Murong Yan became more and more like the original him.

Qi Yue was still worried, and thought for a moment, let go of Murong Yan's hand, reached into the sea of ​​blood, and picked up Chishui by himself.Tunnel drank it in one gulp, and said without waiting for Murong Yan to open his mouth.

: "Now that I know the method, let me try it first. Anyway, I have to drink it sooner or later.".

,,,,,,,,,

In the black stone palace without the slightest sunlight, the 'boy' with a bronze ghost face and a black golden pattern stared at the person in front of him coldly.

Both of them have been silent for a while.The atmosphere is slightly condensed.

Jing Xuan took the lead in breaking the silence, he said: "If your purpose is to keep Qiyue, I can only say that he has to come out by himself, there is not much time left for him, and this heart-locking tribulation, the world's people Few escaped."

"Shuoxinjie,,," the purple-clothed woman murmured.It seems a bit difficult.

Jingxuan's exposed eyes seemed to have a somewhat provocative smile: "You can choose to go in and save him. Of course I won't stop you, and I'm happy to see the tricks of you secular people, but I believe..."

"I won't go." She interrupted Jingxuan and said, "I also believe that it is impossible for me to overcome my own demons."

Jing Xuan didn't seem to be too surprised by her straightforward attitude, his eyes lightened a little, the solemn golden-patterned black robe was dragging on the floor, and he walked back to his stone mustard with his hands behind his back.He turned around, sat down with his sleeves waved, and began to eat the plate of grapes.

"Then what do you want?" said casually, "Don't expect me to save him, I only promise you to let Murong Yan spend a hundred years in 'Li Huan Tian'."

Hearing this, the purple-clothed woman seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "I still hope that Xuanzun Jingjing will do what he says, and please don't interfere in other matters."

The whole body seemed a little cold, and it was a little suffocating.

Jingxuan snorted, and laughed loudly: "Haha, we have lived for more than 1000 years, if the saintess hadn't said that there is a way to save my brother, do you think we would take care of these mortal worlds and wade into this muddy water?"

The purple-clothed woman put her right hand into a fist on her chest, her forehead was slightly lowered, and she leaned slightly towards Jingxuan as if in a respectful manner, "With the promise of Lord Shangxuan, I am also relieved."

Jingxuan let out an 'hmm'.The "etiquette" of the other party's decision-making behavior made him quite useful, and the disgusting breath around him suddenly subsided a lot.He said, "However, I'm curious, what method do you use to save him?"

"I can't break my demons, but others can!" She took out a yellow spar from her bosom.

Jingxuan's eyes were like torches, and when he saw the shimmering spar, he suddenly had a calm expression, and said lightly: "Soul crystal, it really is his soul. Oh, saint, is it worth it?"

"I,,, owe him."

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and seemed to recall something extremely bad.

Then stick some spiritual power to the spar fingertips.He said to it: "I wanted to let you go back when everything was safe. But now the time limit is approaching, so I will let you go first."

As if recalling what the purple-clothed woman said, the golden light circulating in the spar was flickering, as if she wanted to break through it very much.

There was a bit of helplessness in her tone, and she warned, "Don't show it until the last moment, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted."

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It's up to Chapter 41.I saw my current friends leave a comment to commemorate~ The author wants to see you guys.