"What if you think you are a real thing is actually just an extremely long dream?"

The young man Bai Ze hesitated for a moment, plucked up the courage, and said to Yingying, who was puzzled, "Actually, you are still in the illusion of the Eye of the Illusion. Yinglong and I broke through the illusion just now, found the Pavilion Master, and woke you up. Pavilion Master, Yingying, we have decided to surround the God Lord Liu Jiannan!"

Yingying sneered: "Wutong, it's useless. Since I experienced the sharpening of the Dao-killing Sword, my fear about Liu Jiannan has disappeared. Now Master Yingying has no weaknesses, so don't even think about using Liu Jiannan to fool me!"

As soon as she said this, the illusions around her suddenly disappeared, and only the sound of Wutong came from Wutong, with a little shame and helplessness: "It seems that the demons can do anything to the master, so I will admit defeat."

Yingying put her hands on her hips and laughed: "The master followed Sheng around, experiencing the ancient and prehistoric world. When she saw countless great existences, even the supreme people died under my books! The master was impressed by his civil and military skills, Chaos was admired by the foreigners, and the dog Sheng flattered him, let alone you are a little demon... Hey, there is a book here, let me see..."

She was bragging when she suddenly saw a book on the ground. She quickly picked it up and turned the first page. She saw it read: "Yingying picked up a book. She opened the first page and found that she fell into the book and became a book in the book..."

Yingying's face changed suddenly, she hurriedly threw it to the book, turned around and ran away, screaming: "The witch woman hurt me--"

The book flipped and rolled her around with a soothing sound and dragged her into the book.

Yingying struggled, countless Taoist flowers flew up, but she couldn't resist it at all.

Bang. The book closed and Yingying disappeared.

In the book, Yingying is experiencing a wonderful adventure, with all kinds of strange stories here, making her feel like she has entered a foreign time and space.

She worked with the characters in the book, trying her best to explore and solve puzzles, trying to find a way to get out of here. However, as her teammates died one by one, she fell from one mystery to another, as if the stories in the book were endless.

Her story is for the time being.

On the other side, white snow, deserted grave, little widow.

Su Yun looked at the little widow in white coat and smiled and said, "Wutong, my heart of Tao is powerful, you can't imagine! Even if you are the most powerful demon, you can't shake me at all! Break it for me-"

He shouted loudly, and the spirit emerged. It was the unparalleled celestial spirit. It stepped on mountains and rivers, the galaxy above its head, the eyes were like the sun and the moon, and held up the black iron bell with one hand.

The black iron bell rang and made a clanging sound.

"when--"

The loud bell rang, and the desolate graves turned into blue smoke. Even the little widow in front of the grave disappeared, replaced by a solemn funeral.

A loud voice sounded, reading a eulogy.

"...As a woman, she is a woman of good sex. When she is older, she recognizes thieves as her father. She usurps the rebellion and calls him a pseudo-emperor. The emperor conquers and fights stubbornly, affecting all living beings. Alas, Emperor Ai is too lonely and short-lived, and has great ambitions but does not build up his virtues, so he dies."

Su Yun widened his eyes and found that he was lying in the coffin at this moment. The coffin had not been sealed yet, and he could still see outside, but could not move.

He couldn't speak either, he was lying there like a cold corpse.

Wutong snuggled beside him, as if she had turned into a cold corpse, but she smiled and looked very happy.

"Sulang, follow me to be devil."

The dead corpse Wutong suddenly stood up straight, covered the coffin with red clothes, stretched out her hand, looking forward to Su Yun lying in the coffin.

"Hmph!" Su Yun lay straight, unmoved.

Wutong forced his hand and pulled Su Yun, who was also a dead body. She saw that the immortal gods who were watching the funerals around her were majestic and full of atmospheres, but they seemed to be frozen there, motionless.

Wutong pulled him out of the coffin, ran barefoot, and shuttled between the guests, Hongshang kept pounced on Su Yun's face.

Wutong turned around and smiled, and the rolling red veil swept across the girl's face from time to time: "Let's be in the devil together. After being in the devil, there will be no worries, no so-called persistence, so-called protection. There is nothing that cannot be sacrificed."

Su Yun staggered with her, feeling that the girl had a particularly charming face and a particularly charming figure. Although he was dead, he seemed to have fallen into a gentle place, fell into a beautiful and gorgeous dream, and fell into a beautiful and gorgeous dream, sinking with her.

"After becoming a demon, you will be invincible without birth, old age and death."

She stopped, held Su Yun's face with both hands, closed her eyes, and kissed her deeply with her red lips.

The two of them touched each other's lips, and Su Yuntian was spinning, feeling that he kept falling while dancing.

When he fell to the lowest level, he felt like he was falling on a soft cotton stack, and his body bounced up again.

He looked around and saw the world was covered with scarlet red, covered with red clothes.

He looked up and saw the girl Hongchang sitting high above in the sky. Hongchang was like a scarlet waterfall falling from the sky, wrapping the sky and the earth.

"If you don't fall into a demon, you don't know the freedom of a demon. If you don't become a demon, you don't know the joy of giving up."

The girl who was tall in the sky had a compassionate look, like the holy goddess, stretching out her flawless arms from the sky, and her slender fingers pointed towards him.

"As I am in a devil, I will give you everything you want, so that you can feel warm..."

Su Yun couldn't help holding her fingers, and the next moment he found himself lying in the girl's arms, curled up.

Wutong hugged his head, caressed and whispered, as if she was snuggling with her lover, persuaded him to continue to fall and give up on the persistence of the Taoist heart.

The two of them were wrapped in red clothes and tangled and fell.

Suddenly, a bell rang, and the red dress in the sky disappeared, and Su Yun in Wutong's arms disappeared.

She hurriedly looked around and saw the giant Su Yun holding a black iron bell in his hand, standing between the sky and the earth, with clouds and mist around her waist, and her body and face were poured like copper, with extraordinary strength.

The giant walks, and the heaven and earth tremble.

"Wutong, how can I give up what I insist on?"

Wutong raised her head and saw a huge sole raised, stepping on it.

She hurriedly raised her hand to cover it, but saw her big feet stepping on it, covering all the light. When the light came into her eyes, she found herself wearing a red outfit, a phoenix crown and a red robe, sitting next to a large bed.

Su Yun wore a big red flower on his chest and smiled, and was untiing her veil. He smiled and said, "The reason why people are human is because they have obsessions, persistences, and ambitions. If all this is left alone, will they still be human?"

Wutong was about to speak when he suddenly fell on the bed by him and quickly resisted.

Su Yun pressed up at all costs. Wutong screamed in surprise. When she opened her eyes, she saw that she was planting rice seedlings in the field while taking care of the child in the small basket on her back.

That was her and Su Yun's son.

The scorching sun is better than fire, and the rice fields are so upset that people are upset, and my son starts crying in the basket again.

Wutong felt that it was extremely hard, but when she looked up, she saw Su Yun walking towards her coarse cloth clothes rolling up her trouser legs and carrying a load.

She straightened her waist and supported her. Su Yun put down the burden and called her up to have dinner.

She walked forward, Su Yun wiped her sweat, took her son, and sat under the shade of the tree and showed a honest smile.

"Wutong, don't you want to protect all this?"

Su Yun said: "The invasion of Di Feng and the Sixth Immortal Realm will take away all this and turn your beloved and bell into a skeleton."

Wutong was shocked and saw Su Yun and her son sitting opposite him all turned into dry bones. A raging war ignited around her, her home was burned down, and the great immortals and gods waded in the sea of ​​fire, causing disasters and slaughter everywhere.

Wutong stood in the sea of ​​fire, and the sea of ​​fire turned into her rolling red dress, and she was jumping out of the illusion of Taoism created by Su Yun for her.

The whole world was quickly covered with red robes, turning into red robes and soaring into the sky.

If we talk about the illusion of Taoist heart, Su Yun is just showing off his skills in front of her.

However, the moment she jumped out, she went to the real world and never returned to Guanghan Mountain.

In front of her was a ruin, and it was deserted for no reason. The ruins were covered with weeds, old trees and crows, and extremely desolate.

Wutong raised her head and saw the broken planet floating in the sky. It was Yuanshuo, and she recognized this planet.

She looked forward and saw a temple where the tomb guards lived. The drunk Taoist fell to the temple gate and fell asleep in front of the temple gate.

She looked around and saw Su Yun's tomb, and Yingying's tomb.

She moved her footsteps and saw the tombs of others, Yu Qingluo, Chai Chuxi, Qiu Shuijing, Di Xin, Song Ming, Lang Yun...

She walked in this cemetery and stopped in front of her tomb.

"It's just a illusion. What other tricks do Su Lang want to use?" Wutong said with a smile.

Even though she wanted to break the illusion, she found that this illusion could not be broken.

Wutong exclaimed lightly. At this time, she heard a serene sound from Su Yun's tomb. She hurriedly looked at it, but saw Su Yun coming out of the tomb, with Yingying and an anxious ragged little giant on her shoulders.

"This is not a illusion, but my memory."

Su Yun's voice came from behind Wutong. She hurriedly turned around and saw Su Yun standing beside her at some point, while another Su Yun was exploring the secret of this cemetery with Yingying.

"The ragged giant, who is opening up the universe in the Eighth Immortal Realm, takes me to the future. This is what I see in the future."

Su Yun walked past her and followed her own footsteps in her memory. Wutong hesitated for a moment and followed him.

"Senior sister, I cannot impress you with my illusion, and I cannot persuade you with my feelings. I cannot shake your heart."

Su Yun looked at the other himself standing among the tombs, looking at the familiar names on the tombstones, and watching himself being hit and defeated by great sorrow.

This is his most painful memory, and it is also his weakness in his heart.

As soon as he arrived at Guanghan Mountain, the weakness that Wutong caught was captured by him further eroded his heart of Taoism because of this memory!

"In the illusion, I can't trap you, and I will never be your opponent. I can only impress my senior sister with what I see and hear."

Su Yun's voice fell and said, "I hand over the most embarrassing and weakest side of my heart to my senior sister."

Wutong was speechless, looking at the weak Su Yun in her memory, and even staggered away when she heard the drunk Taoist voice and fell into her tomb.

This is the weakest moment for the powerful Su Sheng Emperor.

Su Yun buried it and did not dare to show it lightly.

Now, it is shown to her in blood.

A faint sigh came in Su Yun's ear, the world collapsed, and Su Yun's memory of this section was also retreating rapidly.
To be continued...