my goddess school flower

Chapter 870 Illusion

The real spirit body is suppressed by the will of heaven and earth on the earth. Even the tiger demon at the peak of the ninth level cannot display its real combat power.

That's why Wang Ziqiao underestimated them, but only now did he truly understand them.

The second one was Huo Xiang, the third was Wei Ziao, the fourth was Su Feifei, the fifth was Yu Wei, the sixth was Dugu Wuwei, the seventh was Ye Qingling, the eighth was Xia Tingyu, and the fourth was Xia Tingyu. Nine are Matsubara Junko and the tenth is Liu Baozhu.

A total of ten people stepped onto the third floor one after another. This surprised not only Senior Brother Wan and Senior Sister Qiao, but even Wang Ziqiao himself.

But soon he figured out the reason. The reason why he endured so much pain was entirely because he had the magic seed. If he didn't use magic or mental power to suppress the broken blood vessels when he stepped on the steps, and let the blood flow Clean, and then the spiritual energy penetrates into the bone marrow, washing the tendons and cutting the marrow, but it is easier.

That is, the more you resist, the more painful you will be.

Senior Brother Wan looked at the crowd and said with a smile: "First of all, I should congratulate you for reaching the real spirit body realm, and this third floor will test your feelings, well, now each of you choose a room to enter, and then you will be able to enter a room in the third floor. On the table in the room, there is a glass of Wangqing Water. If you can choose to drink the Wangqing Water after enduring pain and suffering, of course, you can also choose not to drink it. Once you enter, unless you die or completely adapt to the environment inside, otherwise, I won't let you out!"

After saying a word, he turned around, and the long corridor behind him led to the distance. There were houses on both sides of the corridor, and everyone could not see the situation inside for the time being.

Walk forward together and come to the first room door, the stone door is open, inside it looks like a bedroom, the area is only about [-] square meters, in front of the brocade gauze tent is an Eight Immortals table, on the table there is a jug and Two wine glasses, when you smell them, there is actually a faint aroma.

"It's plain here, and there's nothing strange about it. It's just an ordinary bedroom. How can a person's feelings be tested?" Wang Ziqiao was puzzled, looked at the crowd, and said, "I'll go in first!"

Everyone nodded, but Ye Qingling used the cup of love to communicate with Wang Ziqiao: "You must maintain mind-to-mind communication with me at all times!"

Wang Ziqiao nodded: "Don't worry!"

Stepping in, the moment the stone gate closed, Wang Ziqiao felt some subtle changes in the environment in front of him, as if he was in another space.

"Huh? Nalan Rourou?" Wang Ziqiao discovered that there was a woman sitting in the splendid gauze curtain. This woman was really Nalan Rourou whom she hadn't seen for a long time and whom she missed very much.

She is still so beautiful, with a slender waist and big breasts, wearing a pure white dress, her hair hanging down her shoulders like a waterfall, looking at Wang Ziqiao with a pair of talking eyes, and chuckling: "You are here !"

Wang Ziqiao walked up instinctively: "Why are you here?"

"Isn't he just waiting for you? I knew you would come!" Nalan Rourou stood up from the edge of the bed, came to Prince Qiao's side, exhaled like blue, and kissed Prince Qiao on the cheek .

Wang Ziqiao raised his hand and touched his cheek, which was moist and left a lingering fragrance, but he wondered in his mouth, "Didn't you drink the water of forgetting love?"

"Of course I didn't drink, I don't want to part with you!" Nalan Rourou hugged Wang Ziqiao's waist, pressed her breasts on Wang Ziqiao's chest, and snuggled into Wang Ziqiao's arms.

The soft and boneless body made Wang Ziqiao unbearably angry. Fortunately, he also knew where this place was, so he asked, "Have you seen Luo Hongyu?"

"Did Luo Hongyu come too? Why didn't I know?" Nalan Rourou raised her cheeks, exhaling a scent.

Wang Ziqiao took a greedy breath, looked at the slightly opened and closed lips, his heart fluttered, and slowly lowered his head, planning to kiss Nalan Rourou.

However, just when the lips of the two were about to stick together, Wang Ziqiao suddenly stopped again, because he felt a message from the Zhongqing Cup: Zi Qiao, are you really in my room?

"Huh?" Wang Ziqiao immediately became alert. The message received by the love cup was from Ye Qingling. He immediately knew something was wrong, and immediately used the love cup to send the past message: I am not in your room. Be careful. It might be an illusion!

At the same time that Wang Ziqiao was transmitting the sound, he pushed Nalan Rourou away and watched carefully, but he found that Nalan Rourou was alive in front of him, with flesh and blood and warmth, it was not like an illusion at all.

But Wang Ziqiao knew in his heart that this must be an illusion, but he couldn't break the illusion.

Nalan Rourou frowned, and looked at Wang Ziqiao very aggrieved: "What's wrong? Don't you like me?"

Wang Ziqiao didn't answer, but stared at Nalan Rourou closely.

Seeing that Wang Ziqiao didn't answer her, Nalan Rourou's eyes were moist, and she shed a tear: "I knew you had already forgotten me. There are so many girls around you, so they definitely wouldn't care about me. I should have drank it a long time ago." Drink the water of forgetfulness!"

While speaking, Nalan Rourou actually came to the side of the Eight Immortals table, picked up the white jade jug and wine glass, poured himself a glass of wine, and looked at Prince Qiao tearfully, showing a heartbreaking look: "You really don't want Me? You speak, as long as you say, I will drink this glass of wine now, forget everything related to you, no longer have to bear the pain of missing you, and never feel lonely again!"

Wang Ziqiao still didn't speak, he didn't believe it was true, but his heart hurt very much, every word that this Nalan Rourou said in front of him seemed to come from the real Nalan Rourou.

"Okay, if you don't speak, it means that you have forgotten me and will not miss me anymore. I will drink this glass of wine now, and from now on, we will have nothing to do with each other!" Nalan Rourou said. After that, he picked up the wine glass, raised his swan-like neck, and was about to drink the quilt.

"Wait a minute!" Wang Ziqiao took a step after all, he had to stop it no matter if it was true or false, at the same time, a ripple of space spread out between his brows, covering Nalan Rourou, With a thought, he wanted to bring Nalan Rourou into the magic space.

However, to his disappointment, Nalan Rourou was unable to earn income. This proved that Nalan Rourou might be real. Only creatures with spirituality could not be included in the magic space. This was not a fantasy at all.

"How did this happen? How did this happen? Are you real?" Wang Ziqiao snatched the wine glass with one hand and the jug with the other, and said, "Rourou, tell me, why are you here?"

"You don't love me anymore, why should I answer you?" Nalan Rou Rou replied with a painful expression.

Wang Ziqiao put down the wine glass and jug, put his hands on Nalan Rourou's shoulders, and said, "Of course I love you, but you have already reached the Ruthless Dao, why haven't you become a disciple of the Ruthless Dao yet? Didn't Fairy Han accept you as an apprentice?"

"Isn't it because of you? I've been waiting for you. I want to see you. If you still love me, then I won't drink it. If you don't love me anymore, I will drink this water of forgetting love!" Nalan Rourou replied.

"Could it be that only by drinking the water of Wangqing can one become a disciple of Wuqing Dao?" Wang Ziqiao asked.

Nalan nodded softly: "Drinking the water of Wangqing can make my emotions and desires disappear, and then I can practice the magical skills of the ruthless way. The ruthless way pays attention to loving all sentient beings, but I only love you!"

Wang Ziqiao hugged Nalan Rourou in his arms and closed his eyes, but Zhong Qing Cup was sending a message to Ye Qingling: "How is your side?"

"I don't know, I really don't know, woo woo woo..." Ye Qingling cried.

"What's going on? Qingling, I'm Ziqiao, tell me, what happened to you?"

"Woooo... I don't know, I really don't know, stop asking!" Ye Qingling was still crying.

Wang Ziqiao felt the seriousness of the matter, and sent the message again: "Qingling, no matter what happens, you have to persevere, what you see and hear now is false, you must not believe it, We can't meet now!"

Ye Qingling did not reply again.

"Qingling, did you hear that? If it really doesn't work, release your natal cup!" When Wang Ziqiao helped Ye Qingling think of a solution, he finally found a solution for himself.

The love cup in his heart slowly spread out strands of energy, like lotus root strands, encircling Nalan Rourou.

Since the main body can't distinguish everything in front of it, let the cup of love come.