ask the mirror

Chapter 103

The Taoist priest in yellow is in a state of confusion.

Don't look at his appearance that he has been wanton and arrogant, but in fact he is very cautious.No one understands better than him what a powerful role this "virtuous niece" is. From an ordinary disciple with a bad background, in just a few decades, she has become the de facto leader of the Wanxiang sect. , also has a place.How could such an astonishing leap be made if there was no means to overturn the clouds?

In fact, if he was in the Xiyumeng area, he wouldn't dare to attack the female cultivator with the courage of the yellow-robed Taoist priest.In the Three Lakes area of ​​the Northland, he has been 'forced' like a mouse crossing the street by the forces controlled by the female cultivators, and he can only hide in the south most of the time.This time he got the definite news, knowing that the female cultivator was traveling far away alone, so he rushed here excitedly to fulfill his long-cherished wish for many years.

Everything was going well at first, but when he was about to succeed, he was startled by the nun's abnormal behavior.

Perhaps Murong Qingyan's reputation in Beidi Sanhu is not good, but others will at most say that she is ruthless and has bad morals. As for "disregarding shame", it is extremely rare.

But what does this woman want to do now?In retrospect, the previous process was not too smooth?

It's not to blame him for thinking about "conspiracies", it's probably because he has been terrified by the female cultivators' unpredictable methods over the years!

He stared at the female cultivator, and it was the first time that he completely abandoned his lust, trying to find out the problem inside.However, the superficial attitude has not changed significantly:

"Niece Xian, this is because you can't hold back your sex, do you want to recommend yourself as a pillow?"

This was a temptation, but the female cultivator on the other side responded with a half-smile, "Nan Songzi, you probably don't have anything left in your mind!"

Such a tone is simply stating the facts.The yellow-robed Taoist priest, that is, Nansongzi, was not angry but happy, and said with a smile: "My niece really knows me! You must know that when you see your niece, there will be ice water flowing in your blood, and it will turn into water, so you can be worthy of it." Xi Yufei Yan''s brilliant name... Hey, how come you have a spare body?"

Nan Songzi really saw something was wrong, because at this time, the female editor took out a moon-white spun gauze back and put it on her body to cover up the eye-catching scenery.

To his doubts, the female nun's response was even more lightly: "It should be your fault, you just knocked me into the lake, and the medicine bottle hidden in my body was also broken. It's all over..."

Before she finished speaking, Nan Songzi threw the half of the coat in her hand into the lake as if she had encountered a snake or a scorpion.

"You are poisoned!"

The female cultivator laughed, but ignored him. She tidied up the slightly messy skirt and smoothed the back of the spun gauze just put on. However, the water droplets on her body soaked through the gauze very quickly. At least in Yu Ci's opinion, it's even more deadly than carrying her shoulders.

Nan Songzi was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery, he looked at his hands first, then adjusted his breath, and his expression changed drastically in a short while: "Bitch, what poison did you inflict!"

Murong Qingyan was really defiant to the extreme, she still ignored Nan Songzi's clamoring, she stretched out her hand to wipe away the messy hair bun caused by falling into the water, let go of the waterfall-like blue silk, and gently shook the water drops, this action was in her heart Do it, there are thousands of styles.

Nan Songzi's eyeballs were red, he gritted his teeth and said, "Bitch!"

The female cultivator couldn't help laughing, she kept her hands on, using only a hairpin to simply gather the black hair together, until she finally opened her lips, she sang softly:

"Tianjiao's wish is against the body, and the candle is floating in a dream."

Murong Qingyan's voice is clear and clear, but this sentence that sounds like 'chanting' or singing a cappella is performed by her in a quiet and charming way, with a moving magnetism, pleasing to the ear and heart.

However, Nan Songzi's feeling was terrible, after only listening to the beginning, his face was completely painted with gray and white, and he unconsciously looked down at his hands.Probably because of the 'drug' and 'sex', he only felt that his hand was hot, but in fact his body was also the same, and his mouth was dry and his mind was in a trance:

"Yimenggui, it really is Yimenggui! It's that despondent, chaotic, furious Yimenggui who can't help but hit the demon!"

At this time, Murong Qingyan smiled leisurely: "I have always been grateful for the love of my foster mother. How can that be said like "Mi Luo Xiang"? Nansongzi, this half-money" "One Dream Returning" was given by the adoptive mother when I recognized my relatives, and now I leave it to you... When you bullied my mother back then, you could have imagined this day!"

In the last few words, the voice is sharp, and the surrounding lake water is swaying with the sound, there is endless murderous intent hidden in it, and it is about to rush out!

Nan Songzi yelled, turned around and left, but he didn't see any magic weapon he was controlling, broke through the sky without making a sound, disappeared into the night sky in a blink of an eye, and disappeared.

As soon as he walked this way, the light source he made on the lake quickly went out.The change of light and darkness made Yu Ci and Bao Guang's eyes suddenly dark, Murong Qingyan on the lake was also engulfed by the shadow, and the valley and lake suddenly became quiet.

"awesome!"

This is Baoguang sighing.Later, he also understood Murong Qingyan's identity, and knew that she was Senior Sister Meng's friend.Even though she still couldn't stand the nun's words and deeds, she was not stingy with admiration.

Yu Ci didn't respond, and dragged him to swim to the shore sullenly.

Baoguang was stimulated by many previous situations, it was the time when his emotions were aroused, and he felt very awkward if he didn't get any response, he couldn't help but wonder: "Senior Brother Yu?"

"Remember what I said?"

While speaking, he had already reached the shore, and Yu Ci's face could not be seen clearly in the darkness, but his voice was very serious: "You immediately take the ghost gauze cloud to look back, please come over!"

The little Taoist couldn't understand what he heard: "Senior brother Yu, that guy has already been beaten away!"

Yu Ci let out a hey: "That's a bluff!"

"Ah?" Baoguang couldn't understand, obviously that Nansongzi also felt that he was poisoned.

It was difficult for Yu Ci to explain to him.Because for an experienced "professional" like him, checking the other party's reality requires not only a keen eye, but also a feeling, just like when he saw through the ghosts and beasts in the sky rift that day, it was the end of his battle.

As for the actual operation, there are too many ways to give people the illusion.Of course, to convince a high-ranking cultivator of the alchemy to believe it is true, the method is much more sublime than usual.

He shook his head and was about to urge, when deep in the night sky, an extremely angry scream exploded:

"Murong maidservant, I will make your life worse than death!"

The howling sound shook the surface of the lake, causing the Nanshuang Lake, which had just recovered its calm, to stir up waves again.And at this moment, the way Bao Guang looked at Yu Ci could no longer be described with admiration.

Little did he know that Yu Ci was really puzzled in his heart: "How could it be so fast?"

Yu Ci felt that Murong Qingyan's "performance" was already perfect, and even made full use of Nan Songzi's thoughts, even if he stood in that position, it was nothing more than that.

Based on his experience, Nan Songzi has to wait until he flies dozens of miles away, his brain is really awake, he corrects the illusion of body induction, and then adjusts his mood before he can truly wake up.But now, how many miles has that guy flown?

When the idea seemed to be clear, Nansongzi had already come to the sky above Nanshuang Lake.Without saying anything, a purely venting blow of true evil blasted a water column more than ten feet high on the lake where Murong Qingyan was standing, and the entire lake seemed to be submerged.

"Murong maidservant, come out!"

"Oh? Come back sooner!"

The female nun's clear voice flowed in the darkness, as if a little surprised: "I don't believe that you still have brains in your head. I wonder who is planning behind you?"

Nan Songzi calmed down a little after venting his emotions once, and his superficial scheming was no small matter, but he suffered too much from Murong Qingyan, and there was a shadow in his heart, which made his hands and feet restrained.Now, with the embarrassment of being cheated, the faint fear has faded away. After a moment of silence, he actually laughed:

"You used Lihunxiang to pretend to be 'one dream return', and the technique is not very clever. Uncle, I was just 'confused' by you for a while, hey, then 'one dream return' is one of the most powerful methods in Feihun City, no Even if you have their special mentality, it is impossible to activate it, otherwise you will hurt yourself first, am I right?"

The female cultivator didn't answer right away, Nan Songzi almost thought she was taking advantage of the darkness to escape, and released the scorching light ball again, illuminating Nanshuang Lake and most of the valley.When the light faded into darkness, Nan Songzi saw two young men on the lakeshore again, but he didn't pay attention to them. The two of them had the highest level of cultivation and were only at the beginning level of supernatural powers. They were really small bugs that could be crushed with a wave of their hands.

What he really cared about was that under the strong light, Murong Yunyan's figure appeared clearly.

The female cultivator did not go elsewhere, but stood in the middle of the lake, Lingbo alone, the breeze on the lake gently brushed the veil-like outer garment, as if she was really riding the wind.

After such a repetition, Nan Songzi's "color" heart turned up again, and she swallowed saliva when she saw this, her reaction was a bit exaggerated, but half of it was deliberately disturbing people's mind.

Murong Qingyan turned a blind eye to this, brushed her temples lightly, and said leisurely: "Although I have made countless enemies in my life, but when I visit friends from the west, only a few people know their whereabouts, either in the sect or in Feihun City. I am in Feihun In the final analysis, he is just an outsider and cannot block the way of others. Like this, only inside the sect..."

Nan Songzi didn't give Murong Qingyan a chance to continue deriving and probing, he laughed loudly, and interrupted the nun's words: "Why bother to think about it, when we have a three-bed relationship and share the bliss, my niece Xian will know gone?"

Up to this point, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a laugh: "Niece Xian, don't worry, this time, uncle, I must be quicker in my action, that is, I will discount which of my niece Xian's arms, and get things done. Don't have fun, don't you?"

While speaking, he raised his hands and was about to start, when a sword light flew across the night sky, and the air swayed to both sides, hissing like flying arrows, cutting off his voice.

The sword light was launched from the top of the mountain at the southern end, like a rainbow piercing the sky, it traveled nearly two miles in a flash, and went straight to the head of Nansongzi.