Xia Xuan suddenly saw the five figures opposite him clearly.

Obviously, there are two men and three women.

The man was wearing a dark gold robe and the woman was wearing a platinum robe.

Xia Xuan lowered his head and found that he was also a dark gold robe.

In addition, everyone is wearing a strange mask, which cannot be described at all, and cannot be depicted in any way. It seems that it does not exist for the sake of human faces...

The masks worn by the five are: peach branches, black bird wings, tentacle-like water plants, purple thunder and lightning vortex, and a green dog head...

Xia Xuan suddenly realized that he was wearing a mask, but he couldn't see it.

Immediately afterwards, he had no time to think about and observe further to figure out "why does the world stop at times", "why does the world stop at times become the palace of heaven on the clouds", "why are there six thrones, six people, two different robes, and five inexplicable masks", "Whether all this is related to the change of his own state."

The fog has formed a vortex, submerging six gods.

Xia Xuan clearly developed a desire.

Following this desire, he walked off the throne and came to the clearing ground in the middle of the fog.

Melodious and strange, undescribable, but music that can make everyone feel joy and relaxed from the bottom of their hearts sounds from the world.

In his heart, he had a strange idea of ​​"need to choose one of the three women in platinum robes opposite him and dance with her in this music"...

He wanted to observe, but unfortunately, everyone except their pupils had been blocked. Even the color of their pupils and their figure were still in the mist.

A mysterious force forced Xia Xuan to continue moving forward...

The sixth also quickly adjust to each other during the process of moving forward.

Xia Xuan suddenly understood that these five people were probably making choices.

Just...why not try men?

Maybe something unexpected can happen like this?

Hmm...

His idea was not realized because with the approach between the six, the "three-pair combination" has gradually taken shape in this approach of "seemingly having choices, but actually no choices, no comparisons, no information support, just relying on feelings".

Standing opposite Xia Xuan was a woman wearing a peach branch mask.

On the other hand, the green dog head is equipped with black bird wings.

The purple vortex of lightning is equipped with a water grass like tentacles.

These three pairs were pulled by the mysterious force and approached each other.

Xia Xuan and the woman with the peach mask had ten fingers in her left hand, while her right hand hooked each other's waists, and then began to dance slowly in this heavenly music.

With just one contact, Xia Xuan basically understood that "the six people, including him, are likely to face the same situation and have only a slight understanding of the world."

Because he could feel the coldness and trembling of the woman in the peach mask's hands.

She was scared.

So Xia Xuan also shook.

He obviously felt the woman opposite was stunned, and obviously noticed the information he had conveyed.

Xia Xuan asked directly: "Who are you?"

But he couldn't speak at all, and even his mouth couldn't open, and could only echo in his mind.

Xia Xuan narrowed his eyes. It seemed that learning ventral was a wise choice back then...

So he made a sound with his stomach: "Who are you?"

But...

The results are no different.

This world rejects all sounds unless it is made by His own voice.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Xuan tried everything again, but found that "making a sound is completely impossible."

So, he hooked the woman's right hand with the peach mask on her waist and began to draw circles...

After drawing, there are only three words: "Who are you?"

The woman reacted quickly, and the hand that hooked Xia Xuan's fingers also began to move.

Xia Xuan identified it for a while before he could clearly identify it.

The woman wearing a peach mask wrote two words: "Where are you?"

Xia Xuan thought about it, then bounced the woman's waist randomly. Obviously, in this case, he honestly told others who he was, which was not something a normal person should do.

He felt the woman opposite him silent, and then she replied with her finger: "I, mask?"

Xia Xuan understood what she meant and also understood that she didn't know what mask she was wearing, so she replied with three words: "Pian Tao Branch."

Then he circled two words: "Where is me?"

The woman poked and poked his waist and wrote: "Blood, left eye."

Bloody left eye?

Xia Xuan suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly. For a moment, he realized that things might not be that simple. He felt a dazed in his mind, and some pictures of his previous life flashed through him.

While this pair was communicating, the other two pairs had gradually gone away. The figures of the three pairs were separated by fog and danced gracefully in the music between the world...

Even the consciousness gradually became trance, as if immersed in it, and could not extricate itself.

It seems that time has not been long, and the song has come to an end.

The strange dance party above the gray fog has dissipated.

The grey fog has also dissipated.

A golden wind blew by.

The golden space that was stopped at the time has returned to normal.

Su Mengying also returned to normal. She didn't seem to feel anything happened in the "climb of time" in this world. Instead, she ran to Xia Xuan with a bowl of noodles, blushed and said, "Brother Xia Xuan, I just saw that you were uncomfortable, so I gave it to you. After eating, you can sober up."

Xia Xuan took the noodles and smiled in a fucking tone, "Mengying, you are such a good girl, sensible and gentle. Whoever marrys you will definitely be happy."

Su Mengying's face turned redder.

However, Xia Xuan was just used to praising others like this. He sucked the noodles "swishly" and drank a bowl of hot soup. It was indeed warm.

However, no matter how warm the noodles are, they cannot melt the scene just now.

Xia Xuan suddenly felt a strange change...

He blinked, and sure enough, after attending the dance just now, the information in front of him changed.

Xia Xuan

??:The Queen Mother of the West

Realm: Seventh grade

Fusion progress:

Fifth grade Scripture: Extreme Taoist Sutra (Demon)

Fourth-grade treasure book: Sunflower treasure book (demon), Fighting and turning stars (right), Blood and Qi Tianluo (demon),

Talk: (1/10)

Sutra: (3/10)

Dictionary:(4/10)

Tips: (6/10)

Power: (9/10)

More than just information...

He suddenly had a sense of induction, which told him that "The Queen Mother of the West is the woman wearing a peach-branch mask and a platinum robe, and she is in the east at this time."

Then, he got a self-evident message - killing everyone else who attended the banquet.

At the same time, the two pairs before would spare no effort to kill him and the Queen Mother of the West.

A massive amount of information flooded him.

But what puzzled him was...

Why is my mask blood-red left eye?

So what does "??" mean?

What does the gray fog mean when it stops?

At this moment...

Xia Xuan only felt like he was standing in the vast fog.

In the past and present lives, the righteous path, the magic path, the gods and sword immortals, and the Shidian dance party just now... everything seems to have become a mystery.

He was eating noodles and was showing off his god.

Su Qingmeng sat beside him and was obediently accompanying him.

After eating the noodles, he sent Su Mengying away. When he returned to the room, his mind moved slightly, and his body was covered with a dark gold robe and a mask.

With a thought, these disappear again.

With another thought, it was revealed again.
Chapter completed!