Ye Luoli: The Master of Seven Emotions and Six Desires

Mandola laughed loudly, her deep purple eyes filled with pride, revealing that she was sure of victory.

This behavior successfully made several other Lingxi Pavilion masters present fall into deep thought.

"Do you want to take action?" Shui Qingli said calmly.

"Isn't it necessary?" Li Hui frowned slightly and said uncertainly: "Mandola didn't hurt Princess Ling, it just gave her a little more memory."

"But if we let it go, if the fox finds out, we will be scolded!" Ai Zhen spread her hands helplessly.

She and Shui Qingli had been nagged by Yan Jue for a long time about the Dream Kingdom, and they really didn't want to experience it a second time.

"Yes, it's really troublesome..." Li Hui sighed and said with a headache: "If it weren't for the divination, I wouldn't be too lazy to move."

Time passed slowly, and Mandola finally made up his mind and made the final declaration.

"Princess Ling, I will give you one last chance to choose." Mandola crossed her hands on her chest and said coldly: "Stop interfering, and I will leave a window in your cage."

"If you want to hurt them, even if the cage is sealed, I will never compromise!" Princess Ling said firmly.

"Then I will completely seal you off now!" Mandola gritted her teeth and suddenly waved her staff, preparing to teach Princess Ling a heavy lesson.

"Hmm!" Princess Ling closed her eyes subconsciously.

at this time……

"That's enough, stop." Li Hui tapped the tip of his cane on the ground twice, and said impatiently: "Don't go too far, just enough!"

If you think about it carefully, there is something wrong with the fact that the four Lingxi Pavilion masters appeared at the same time and Princess Ruo Ling was sealed like this.

It can be called a shame and a loss of face.

Hearing Li Hui's warning, Mandola paused, clenched her staff angrily, and remained silent for a long time. In the end, she had no choice but to give up.

"Okay, I'll give Lingxi Pavilion some face and leave a window for you." Mandola glared at Princess Ling fiercely and said with a smile.

"This..." Princess Ling felt complicated.

"As for you..." Mandola took a deep breath, turned her head suppressed, and looked at Feng Yinsha and Hei Xiangling who stood stubbornly still.

"Queen..." Feng Yinsha weakly covered her chest and looked at Mandola with fear.

"Two ridiculous and pathetic people." Mandola sighed and stretched out her hand in the direction of the two of them.

"Human beings are born, old, sick and die, separated by love and hate, unable to seek and let go. There are so many injustices in the human world, how can it be possible that everyone has a kind heart?"

After the words fell, Mandola clenched her right hand suddenly. The necks of Feng Yinsha and Hei Xiangling were imprisoned by invisible force, and their bodies were slowly pulled upwards. They had to struggle desperately because they lost their breath.

"The Utopia that my sister believes in does not exist. But your transformation surprised me. I almost want to believe in the goodness of human nature that my sister insists on."

"Maybe I have feelings that I want to protect, but that's not important anymore..." Mandola grinned and threw Feng Yinsha and Hei Xiangling into the rotating interest-generating scale.

"Become the power that resurrects my sister!"

The illusion dissipated, and there were two figures with closed eyes and bowed heads on the end of the scale that drew power.

"Okay, let's gather the life force of human beings and the primary source of fairies!"

Mandola raised her hands and laughed loudly.

"No!" Princess Ling said sadly.

"They won't be able to hold on if their energy is absorbed again!"

However, at this moment, the owner of the interest-producing scale is not Hua Ling, and naturally he will no longer obey her orders.

Without the shackles, the art of resurrecting the spirit with flower breath burst out completely, extracting power without restraint and flowing towards Xin Ling in an endless stream.

The silent screams are conveyed, which are the hymns of the dead.

"Woo, woo..." Luo Li clenched her fists and gritted her teeth to persist.

Jianpeng fell to his knees weakly, having long lost his former vitality.

Wang Mo shook his head in the air and bent his knees, but it was still difficult to open his eyes. His body began to gradually disappear, heading irreversibly towards nothingness.

The dream master who had sunk in his subconscious was completely awakened by this.

"Damn it, this body is disappearing!"

Meng Yi opened his eyes with difficulty, looked around, and finally understood the current situation.

"The strength is not enough." Meng Yi moved his limbs and said decisively: "Huo Liao, please lend me your strength!"

The fire mark remaining on Wang Mo's body exploded, with traces covering his body, and the power of the flames added, continuously providing strength to Meng Yi.

"Power filled me, and then..." Meng Yi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his green-purple eyes flashed, and he summoned an exquisite and small fan from the void.

"The magic weapon of dreams is like a fan on a rainy night." Meng Yi smiled playfully and said with emotion: "When you get it back in your hands, you can create more colorful dreams!"

Then, Meng Yi turned his attention to the infinitely enlarged interest-producing scale.

"Ye Luoli's magic, when you wake up from your dream!"

"Invisible body, invisible body, set me free!"

Meng Yi, who controlled Wang Mo's body, turned into rich purple smoke, filling the entire dark space.

Until everything is overwhelmed, and the interest-earning scale in reality begins to vibrate.

"What's going on?" Mandola, who was paying attention to the progress of the resurrection, was stunned for a moment.

"Huh?" Everyone's eyes came together, staring closely at the abnormal life-producing scale.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, a violent explosion erupted, purple mist surged out, and the figure of Wang Mo, controlled by Meng Yi, slowly stepped out of it.

"What?!" Mandola couldn't believe it. Looking at Wang Mo's strange green and purple eyes, she said uncertainly: "Are you, Princess Meng?"

"Meng Yi..." Ai Zhen narrowed her eyes and said clearly: "It seems that Huo Liaoye's plan was successful."

"The real taste is so good." Meng Yi covered her face with a rainy night fan and couldn't help but sigh.

"Are you completely occupying this human body?" Mandola asked.

"Yes." Meng Yi moved her fingertips lightly and said in disgust: "If it weren't for the fact that I had no choice, I wouldn't want this fragile and incomplete body!"

"There is no other way. Before returning to the original body, I can only stay here."

"Really?" A glimmer of calculation flashed through Mandola's eyes, and she said meaningfully: "So, what are your plans next?"

"She has her own place to go, so the Queen doesn't need to worry about it."

The flames suddenly ignited, a deep male voice resounded, and Huo Liaoye's true body appeared behind Meng Yi, resting on Meng Yi's left shoulder very naturally.

"The fire is burning?" Meng Yi frowned slightly and turned around calmly.

"I said I would personally welcome you back." Huo Liaoye took Meng Yi's right hand and said with a frown, "It's just that this fragile body has really wronged you."

"Sooner or later, we have to go find Meng Shu and take back your body."